Chapter 27: Huo Shaoting, what are we?

rms of Bai Wei, but I also have Ding Cheng… Ding Cheng is carrying my son! I feel so good right now, life is so comfortable! No woman will tell me what to do about drinking with other women or flirtin...Wen Man went out of the courtyard, she first went to the detention center to visit her father.

Wen Bo's condition is still alright, he just looks thinner and darker, but his body is doing well.

Wen Man felt relieved.

She continued her busy life.

I work at the music center during the day, and in the evenings, besides the restaurant, some students take turns teaching. It's tiring but the income is a bit more.

Unconsciously, a week has passed.

This week, she hadn't seen Huo Shaoting. However, she saw him in the entertainment section of the newspaper and learned that he had gone to the city.

He attended a high-profile party in the city.

At the party, Huo Shaoting wore a black velvet suit, a white piano shirt, and a black bow tie.

He stood out from the crowd, radiating an air of elegance and sophistication.

And beside him sat a beautiful woman. Huo Shaoting's hand lightly embraced her waist, like a perfect match made in heaven.

Wen Man recognized that it was a first-line female movie star, someone who had won an award for Best Actress. At this moment, the actress acted like a little bird leaning against Huo Shaoting, her face full of ambition to marry into a wealthy family.

Wen Man gently put down the newspaper.

She thought: It's good that she didn't delude herself into thinking Huo Shaoting favored her. It was normal for such a high-quality man to have women around him.

In two days, Wen Man worked part-time in a restaurant.

Ho Shao-ting is here.

A navy blue shirt, gray trousers, and a black windbreaker over it.

Mature and handsome.

He came alone, ordered food but barely touched it, just leaning against the chair and quietly listening to Wen Man play the piano.

Wen Man didn't know why he had come, she could only ignore that burning gaze.

At ten o'clock, the restaurant closes.

Wen Man tidied up and prepared to leave work.

When he left, there was no one in the seat Huo Shaoting had been sitting in.

Wen Man let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt petty. She should have greeted him and thanked him for taking care of her at the hospital.

Walking out of the restaurant, a golden Continental pulled up in front of her. The window rolled down, revealing Huo Shaoting's handsome face.

"Get in the car," he said shortly.

Wen Man hesitated for a moment, but still got into the car from the passenger seat. Mostly, it was because his car was too flashy; she didn't want to draw attention from others.

Ho Shaoting started the car and glanced at her a moment later, reminding her, "Fasten your seatbelt."

Wen Man blushed and quickly tied her hair up.

She looked at Huo Shaoting, who was only wearing a shirt and trousers at the moment, his coat casually thrown on the back seat of the car.

Ho Shaoting spoke softly, "Do you think I'm handsome"

Wen Man's face flushed even redder.

Ho Shao-ting's car stopped at a red light, he leaned over to look at Wen Man, his eyes holding the meaning that both men and women understood.

Wen Man couldn't bear the ambiguity. She carefully said, "Lawyer Huo, thank you for that day."

Ho Shao-ting did not speak.

Wen Man gritted her teeth and said, "There's a bus stop ahead, and there are night buses over here."

He Shaoting's eyes were deep, and he finally spoke: "Wen Man, stay with me for a while."

His name for her was Wén Màn...

Wen Man softened uncharacteristically!

Huo Shaoting drove the car to a remote spot at the foot of a mountain, where there was no one around. It was the perfect place to do something bad.

Wen Man only realized it afterward.

Ho Shaoting's mood was obviously not good. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and then smoked it deeply and lightly.

Long fingers, holding a cigarette, were tapping back and forth outside the car window.

That scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

At the foot of the mountain, it was always a bit chilly. Wen Man had put on a skirt, and she soon found herself with a rosy nose and blush at her eyes, making her fair complexion even more delicate and moving.

Ho Shaoting bent down and tossed his coat to her: "Put it on."

"Thank you." Wen Man's voice trembled slightly. She regretted coming here with him a little, she always felt that Huo Shaoting was different tonight.

Her intuition was right.

Ho Shaoting finished his cigarette and then leaned in to kiss her.

They kissed for a while, on and off. Wen Man woke up a little, leaning against his shoulder and murmuring softly, " Huo Shaoting..."

She whispered, "What are we"

Ho Shao-ting looked at her quietly, knowing that she wasn't willing....y much.He had actually thought about it, too, whether he regretted leaving the wedding that day.Actually, there are no regrets.Because he had no choice.Mingzhu is right, at that time he chose righteou...