After Wen Man finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
She directed the workers, and in less than half a day, a suite was tidied up.
After setting everything up, Wen Man leaned against the sofa and rested.

In the afternoon, she saw no one!

She was in her private space, holding Shao Ting's diary he had left for her, and reading it carefully.
The corners of the eyes, moist and glistening.
She missed him very much.
She misses their feelings for each other…
At four o'clock in the afternoon, a black Maybach slowly came to a stop, and Huo Shaoting got out of the car.
Ho Zhendong and his wife, took the children out, the villa was quiet and unlike the usual festive atmosphere of Chinese New Year. Ho Shaoting called to a servant, his voice slightly hoarse: "Where is the mistress?"
The maid knew they had been arguing and hesitated: "Upstairs!"
Ho Shao-ting nodded and slowly went upstairs.
He was still wearing the clothes from two or three days ago, without washing them. He loved cleanliness and should have taken a shower first, but he really wanted to see Wen Man first.
Ho Shaoting easily found Wen Man.
Under the mellow lamplight, she lay asleep on the sofa, so soft and tender.
Get closer, and you'll see a glimmer in her eyes.
Did she cry?
Ho Shaoting felt a twinge of guilt in his heart. He propped himself up on one hand by her side, leaning down to kiss her...
Wen Man woke up!
Her long eyelashes fluttered, then met his gaze. After a moment, she came to herself and sat up gently. "You're back?"
In her tone, Huo Shaoting could hear the coldness.
He glanced around.
This bedroom was set up really comfortably, like someone who was planning to stay for a while. He leaned down and whispered, "You're mad at me, but you still don't want me to leave, do you? You haven't moved out, which means you still care about our marriage."
Wen Man slowly closed the book.
She wore a thin frost on her face, sneering: "Mr. Huo, stop flattering yourself! I'm here for Huo Xi... You wouldn't have forgotten about Huo Xi's condition, would you?"
Huo Shaoting was clearly taken aback.
Huo Xi has autism, so... is she staying in this marriage for the sake of the child?

Her attitude was as if she had never met him before.
Clearly, the other day she was in his car and said to him while looking intoxicated, "Shaoting, I want to kiss you!"
Huo Shaoting did not leave.
Not only did he not leave, but he also grabbed Wen Man's wrist, preventing her from escaping. He wanted to kiss her, but when he leaned in, Wen Man turned her face away.
"Stay away from me!"
……
Ho Shaoting still wanted to kiss, Wen Man resisted fiercely.
Suddenly, her gaze fixed. Her slender fingers reached out from his shoulder and pulled out a fine strand of hair.
The black hair was clearly not Wen Man's.
Ho Shaoting frowned.
He had not been with any other women, it was definitely not the mark of a wild woman. Except for...when he was in the hospital, Chu Lian suddenly hugged him, and he hadn't anticipated it.
Wasn't that when you picked it up?
Wen Man smiled lightly, saying: "That's really disgusting!"
She knew this was Chu Lian's little trick, intended to drive a wedge between her and Huo Shaoting's relationship. But this kind of trick was also something Huo Shaoting was rushing to give the other party an opportunity!
She was tired and didn't want to bother anymore!
Ho Shao-ting saw the weariness in her brow and patiently soothed her: "I don't know when it got there, believe me, I haven't done anything wrong to you or the children, have I?"
He was clever, softly taking the child aside to speak.
Wen Man's mouth twitched into a sneer...
He was blinded by Shao Ting's expression, so much that he wanted to kiss her. He didn't want to see her like this, as if... she were about to give up on him!
A resounding slap echoed through the air.
Wen Man's tiger's mouth went numb, and she could bear it no longer. "Get out!" she said.
Ho Shao-ting was stunned.
When he came back to his senses, his face was grim. He stared into her eyes, each word heavy: "Wen Man, that's a human life!"
Wen Man closed her eyes wearily.

Her voice was light and airy: "Her life is her life, isn't mine and Huo Xi's life also a life? ... Huo Shaoting, do you think I'm cold-blooded? Let me tell you my true thoughts, I really hope she dies! If she dies, then…"
"Wen Man!"
Ho Shao-ting's voice was sharp; he wouldn't let her continue.
Wen Man, however, didn't care.
She spoke in the gentlest of tones, yet her words were the harshest: "She better not try anything funny again, or... Mr. Huo, I wouldn't hesitate to challenge the law!"
Ho Shao-ting could more or less hear what she meant.
He stared at her, his chest heaving, before whispering after a long silence: "Wen Man, which one is the real you! Look at yourself now, where's any of your softness?"
Wen Man threw a magazine at him: "Then you can consider me a bad woman!"
Ho Shao-ting ground his snow-white teeth.
He still left, the door slamming shut.
……
He went back to the master bedroom to shower first.
Feeling very down, I took off my coat and looked at it, thinking about the hair stuck on it.
Without a second thought, I tossed it in the trash.

When he casually opened the closet door, he was taken aback. The wardrobe that used to hold both his and his wife’s clothes was now half empty, with only his suits and shirts remaining. There were no more of Wen Man's beautiful dresses...

All her belongings were moved out!
At this moment, Huo Shaoting realized that Wen Man wasn't joking.
She is still at the Huo family.
But in her heart, their marriage was left with nothing but the two children.
When he washed his face and shaved, he looked in the mirror and gently touched his face.
He couldn't help but think,
Does Wen Man still have any feelings for this face?
……
They lived in the same house, but rarely had a chance to meet.
Wen Man intentionally avoided him.
When she was with Hsi, he would go back to his own bedroom. Even when she was nursing Yinsi, she would politely ask him to leave, as if he were an unrelated gentleman.
At night, he took the initiative to make Ho Xi a glass of milk.

The little one snuggled in their mother's arms, holding on tightly with tiny hands, as Wen Man read them a fairytale.
Wen Man's voice sounded very nice, gentle with a hint of raspy. It made Huo Shao Ting think back to those sultry nights when she was beneath him, her voice hoarse as she begged for mercy...
His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily as he gently placed the bottle in Little Ho Xi's arms.
Ho Xi was holding a drink.
After drinking most of the bottle, she felt sleepy, her little head bobbing back and forth.
Wen Man's voice became softer...
As night deepened, she patted Xiao Huo Xi's shoulder and softly hummed a lullaby to her.
Ho Shaoting bent down and leaned closer, whispering: "She's asleep!"
Wen Man carefully put the little girl down, and kissed her forehead before getting off the bed.
She went to see Yunsi next door again.
Now that An Si could sleep alone in the nursery, there were two nannies taking turns on duty at night. Wen Man walked out and Huo Shaoting followed closely behind her. In the deserted corridor, he held her hand and gently pressed her against the wall.
"Wen Man, how long will you continue to keep me at a distance?"
“I and her, won’t have anything!”
……
Wen Man leaned against his shoulder, pushed him away, and walked towards her bedroom.
Ho Shaoting once again grasped her slender wrist.
Let's talk!
Wen Man stopped her steps, her slender figure even more delicate under the dim light.
In just a few days, she has lost quite a bit of weight.
Where does it look like she just gave birth two months ago?
"Man's voice was hoarse: "What else is there left to talk about? From the moment Chu Lian appeared, I've shown repulsion and disgust. But if you truly cared for me, if you really considered me your wife, you wouldn't have made this decision."
She finished speaking and walked straight to her bedroom.
The slight sound of the door closing, much like Huo Shaoting's loss...

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