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Chapter 252: Huo Shaoting: I Belong to Mrs. Huo!

    

she so readily fall for someone else!But, if we don't try, we'll stay here forever.Lu Qian, will be a thorn in her side.How bothered Huo Shaoting is!Outside, Huo Mingzhu gripped the door panel, her ey...Once upon a time, a pair of unmarried couples met. They stood face to face in silence.

Gu Changqing didn't even dare to ask about Lu Qian.

He had countless romantic affairs in his life, but deep down he knew that besides missing Wen Man, he also missed Huo Mingzhu.

Now as he said goodbye, he felt a sense of unreality.

However, Huo Mingzhu let go.

She covered her chest and nodded to Wen Man: "I'll go change!"

Wen Man smiled faintly and nodded.

Then she saw a look of lost longing on Gu Changqing's face. She didn't say anything, some people only realize what they have lost after it's gone.

Gu Changqing left in a hurry with his female companion, not even bothering to try on his clothes.

As I was leaving, I happened to run into Huo Shaoting.

Huo Shaoting parked his car, squinting at Gu Changqing... The two men passed each other!

When he walked into the studio, Wen Man was still sitting there drinking tea, flipping through a magazine.

He Shaoting sat beside her: "It's pretty calm to meet an old lover, isn't it"

Wen Man still flipped through the magazine, casually saying: “You're also my ex-lover! ... Oh, I forgot we got married, that makes you my ex-husband!”

Ho Shaoting chuckled in exasperation.

He lowered his voice: "You were like that last night, still stubborn, weren't you"

A woman arguing with a man will always lose.

Wen Man thought about her unbearable appearance last night, and couldn't help but blush, cursing him: "You scoundrel!"

Ho Shao-ting smiled lightly.

He unbuttoned his suit jacket, took the magazine from her hand, and flipped through it. "This one is pretty good!"

Wen Man didn't continue arguing with him.

She leaned in.

Huo Shaoting hugged her shoulder, slightly turned his head to look at her profile, and couldn't help but murmur: "After the banquet, we go home, you wear this dress and do it with me."

Wen Man's face flushed, she knew he had such a dark mind.

But she also liked the dress.

Huo Shaoting's taste is indeed first-rate.

She pointed at the magazine, asking the attendant to fetch the dress for her. However, she didn't let Huo Shaoting watch when she tried it on... Wen Man thought that even as husband and wife or lovers, there should be a bit of freshness left.

After choosing her dress, Huo Mingzhu went home first.

Huo Shaoting, accompanied by Wen Man, took little Huo Xi to shoot a publicity photo for the Xasia Group.

Wen Man hesitated a little.

Ho Shaoting knew what she was thinking. He held the steering wheel, focusing intently on the road ahead, and asked her softly, "Wen Man, don't you think I'm worth one more courageous act from you"

He was afraid Xiao Hoxi would hear him, so he lowered his voice: "Will you do this with me, or will you not marry me"

Wen Man leaned against the back of the chair, quietly watching him.

The traffic light is red.

He leaned over and gently took her hand, saying, "Wen Man, we can be husband and wife while still dating! I want more than just your body; I want to possess you in every way... Give me a chance, please don't refuse me!"

Wen Man gently clasped his hand.

If she hadn't given him a chance, how could she have ended up in his bed, allowing him to treat her that way She didn't even get angry with him or argue.

Ho Shao-ting turned his head to look at her.

His eyes were gentle and profound: "This time, only us!"

Little Hoxi in the backseat, listened quietly.

She seems… she really might have a mother now!

……

On the anniversary of the Western Group, they released a press photo.

Unlike before, where only photos of Huo Shaoting were released, this time the West Asia PR department has released a family photo of the president.

The West Asia President's Office.

Wen Man was holding Xiao Hoxi on the sofa. Wen Man, as always, was elegant and graceful, and even Xiao Hoxi managed to hold his little face still, showing a rather proud and subtle smile.

Ho Shao-ting stood behind the sofa, his hand resting on Wen Man's shoulder.

His expression was gentle.

The picture clearly shows that the president of West Asia deeply loves his wife!

……

8 PM, West Asia Hotel.

The venue was bustling with guests, practically every prominent figure in City B was there to lend their support.

Huo Shaoting stood on the stage giving a speech, his gaze sweeping over Wen Man from time to time. His eyes were completely the kind a man would look at a woman, making people want to imagine things.

She is really beautiful tonight.

The emerald green silk dress hugged her curves perfectly, with a slender waist that showed no signs of having ever given birth.

He can grasp it with one hand.

Her slender back, with lines even more graceful...

After Huo Shaoting finished speaking, the host said excitedly: “Thank you, Mr. Huo!”

Huo Shaoting smiled faintly: "I am Mrs. Huo!"

Everyone was stunned, no one expected Huo Shaoting to be so… reserved. The newspaper said he was very restrained in his private life and not fond of women.

At that moment of stunned silence, Huo Shaoting had already walked down.

He looked at Wen Man with a very gentlemanly smile: "Mrs. Huo, would you do me the honor of dancing"

Wen Man looked at his vigorous appearance, and her heart skipped a beat.

She started dating him when she was 24 years old. They've been together for five years, got married and even had a son named Xiao Ho Xi, but today is the first time they're officially making their relationship public....

She was not unmoved.

The music was Moonlight Sonata, and he held her close in a dance, not with any great skill, just the simple embrace. How long they danced, no one knew, until Huo Shaoting lifted her face and gently kissed her.at the deepening, swirling darkness. Even his usually refined and handsome face flushed slightly.He pulled the sheets down and found a fresh set from the closet to put on the bed.After the door to the...