Ho Shao-ting was a little surprised: "Jo Ann?"
Wen Man nodded.
Huo Shaoting stared at Wen Man's face, capturing every detail of her expression, as if searching for something.
Wen Man performed flawlessly.
Then Huo Shaoting lowered his head and continued looking at the files, saying very lightly: "Tell her to come to the study."
As Wen Man turned, he raised his eyes to gaze at her departing figure...
Living room.
Joanne is touring this high-end apartment.
She glared at the grand piano, her face contorted with envy.
good day,
Legend has it that Louis XIV often used it to play tunes for his beloved wife.
Did Huo Shaoting giving it to Wen Man mean he fell in love with her?
Impossible!
Joan would never admit it!
Besides, she knew Huo Shaoting's taste; he preferred minimalist decor. How could he possibly tolerate Wen Man turning the place into this cozy haven, making it reek of her presence everywhere?
Everywhere!
After Wen Man walked out, she looked at Qiao An, waiting for Qiao An to notice her before speaking: "He's waiting for you in the study."
Joan gave a knowing smile.
She picked up the file folder in her hand.
"I have an economic case that I'd like to ask Shao Ting to help me with. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
Wen Man smiled faintly.
She thought: Fortunately, she wasn't Huo Shaoting's wife, otherwise, she would have been so angry that her heart would stop!
Wen Man is very graceful.
"I'm making coffee, would you like a cup?"
Joanna's beautiful fox-like eyes glided over a hint of a smile: "Thank you," she said. Then she walked into the study.
Voices from within the study were talking, faintly about official business.
Wen Man wasn't interested. She walked straight into the kitchen to make coffee.
Because there were guests, she cooked an extra cup.
Just as she was about to pour the tea, Joan came over and leaned against Wenman's side, saying casually, "I saw that one got sold. That's the birthday present I wanted when I was 22."
This kind of tea talk, Wen Man couldn't possibly not hear it. Qiao An just wanted to tell her, she Wen Man picked up things Qiao An didn't want.
Wen Man smiled faintly and asked, “The piano is in the living room. Would you like to play?”
Joan's face changed.
I didn't expect Wen Man to be so tough to deal with.
She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "Gde, and the white dress at Huo Mingzhu's birthday banquet, Miss Wen, do you know what it represents?"
Wen Man innocently looked at her.
Joan took out her phone and showed an old photo.
That's 24-year-old Ho Shao Ting posing with 22-year-old Qiao An. Qiao An is wearing a white dress and leaning against Ho Shao Ting, looking like a prince and princess, a perfect match!
Behind them was the gde, only it was on public display at that time!
Wen Man gazed at Huo Shaoting from four years ago.
He's a little more youthful now, with softer features. He has the kind of look that any young girl would find attractive - a real heartthrob.
Joann, seeing her silence, let out a delicate laugh.
"Ms. Wen, you are nothing but a replacement for me, a counterfeit no matter how well made. Now that I'm back, there is no need for you to stay by Shao Ting's side any longer!"
Wen Man sipped a cup of coffee.

She looked up at Joan and said calmly, "Whether it's gde or that man Huo Shaoting, if you can take him away... I would be quite grateful to you."
Because she was kind and didn't want to continue with Huo Shaoting...
She wants to start a new life.
Joanna was taken aback.
She didn't believe it at all, she thought this was Wen Man's provocation against her!
Joanna raised a cup of coffee and smiled happily.
"Miss Wen...sometimes you need to use a little trickery when trying to steal a man."
"Don't blame me!"
"I really hate you!"

……
Joan screamed as she poured the coffee onto her own arm, all while talking.
"Ms. Wen, why did you splash me with coffee!"
"It's so hot..."
"Shaoting, Shaoting..."
……
She glared viciously at Wen Man, a smirk of triumph playing on her lips.
Wen Man lowered her head to gaze at the coffee in her hand.
It's a pity!
She looked at Qiao An again, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Miss Qiao, to be honest, I admire your father very much. But I really didn't expect Qiao Jingnian to have such a despicable daughter! It's your business to chase after Huo Shaoting, but it's not okay for you to frame me and disgust me!... Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, your coffee was iced, so it probably wouldn't reach the burn effect and couldn't make your Shaoting feel sorry for you."
Wen Man gently brushed her long hair aside.
"I'll help you!"
Having said that, Wen Man slowly poured the coffee, which was at least 85% strength, onto Qiao An's delicate arm.
That tender skin instantly flushed red.
Joanne cried and screamed in pain...
Huo Shaoting stood at the doorway, his eyes fixed on Wen Man, a coldness in his gaze.
Wen Man lightly raised her eyelids, their eyes met.
Wen Man's lips even held a faint smile: " Huo Shaoting, I plead guilty!"
Ho Shaoting brushed past her.
His voice was very soft, barely audible to anyone but Wen Man: “Teacher Wen, you’re thinking of leaving me? Do you think hurting Qiao An could anger me?”
——Or is she just trying to leave him and be with Jiang Rui?
Wen Man did not answer him.
She only regrets that she was seen by him in all her glory.
Joanne was unaware of the turmoil swirling between them. Like a bird with clipped wings, she fluttered into Huo Shaoting's embrace, her voice soft and alluring.
"Shaoting, Miss Wen doesn't like me!"
"It hurts so much, stay with me."
"Come to my place and keep me company. I have two bottles of wine, and we can drink them while chatting under the covers..."
……
Joan openly and blatantly flirted with Wen Man in front of everyone.
That's the look of both tea and white lotus flowers…
Let Wen Man be ashamed!
Wen Man was quite disappointed, the coffee just now wasn't hot enough! Otherwise, she would have definitely let Qiao An experience the danger from the S&M club!!!
Huo Shaoting kept staring at Wen Man.
For a long time, she didn't seem to want to explain anything, it seemed like she deliberately wanted to push him out.
Ho Shao-ting looked down at Qiao An.
"I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out."
Joan refused.
"Shaoting, you don't even feel sorry for me! I need wine, I need your comfort!"
Ho Shao-ting gently pushed her away.
He walked ahead, his voice light: "How about letting Wen Man feel sorry for you? She's pretty good at bandaging."
Joan stomped her foot.
She was afraid of Wen Man...
She really couldn't understand. Wen Man was just a woman Shao Ting raised, she should be subservient to her as a daughter of a prestigious family, shouldn't she?
How dare she splash coffee on her!
He Shao-ting waited outside for half a day.
Joan came out, but Wenman was not yet out.
He went back again: “Aren’t you coming?”
Wen Man had already cleared away the remnants and refilled the coffee beans. She said quietly, "Just go, you guys can catch up."
Ho Shao-ting heard a hint of anger.
They've been getting along well these past few days, and besides being truly comfortable at the hotel last night, Wen Man is not feeling well and was also disgusted by Qiao An. It's normal for her to throw a little temper tantrum.
Ho Shaoting embraced her from behind.
"Angry?"
"You spilled coffee on her, and I didn't even get angry with you."
"I'm coming back to be with you, okay? Red wine or coffee? We can just chat under the covers, sound good?"

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