Enough!"……Ho Shaoting smiled, then called out toward the outside.The floor made a tapping sound.Wen Man looked at Huo Shaoting...He Shao-ting's lips curled into an enchanting smile: "Here's your New Y...Ho Shao-ting is unreserved in front of elders.

Wen Man was really angry!

She gently rose to her feet and nodded slightly to Madam Huo: "Aunt, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Mrs. Huo looked sorrowful.

How does a son fall in love

Isn't a girl supposed to be coaxed How come she started being so confrontational as soon as she arrived! I haven't seen her behave this rudely before.

Mrs. Huo spoke softly, "Shaoting, you send Manman!"

Wen Man smiled faintly: "I drove here."

Ho Shao-ting didn't insist.

He put down his cup with a hint of restraint: "There's a short meeting tomorrow about the Wen Boyan case. I'll let Miss Wen know."

"Is it the case party participating, or..."

Of course Wen Man wouldn't let her father participate, she was afraid of upsetting him. So even though she knew Huo Shaoting had ulterior motives, she could only agree.

Ho Shao-ting wanted this very thing.

He said, unperturbed: "I'm waiting for Miss Wen at the firm."

Wen Man hurriedly left.

After everyone left, Madam Huo grumbled: “Shaoting, you're doing this all wrong! There's no way to chase a girl like this, chasing her to the office for a date”

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly.

He wouldn't tell his mother about the things he touched on Wen Man.

He rose with a gracefulness: "I'll walk you home."

That outstanding appearance and noble bearing made countless young girls secretly admire him.

Mrs. Ho felt a mixture of pride and sorrow.

"Shaoting, you're so good looking and accomplished, why are you still single"

Huo Mingzhu curled her lips: "It must be made by my brother!"

Ho Shao-ting: ...

***

Wen Man arrived at Huo Shao Ting's office the next afternoon at two o'clock.

Ms. Zhang personally greeted her.

"Mr. Huo is still on an international video conference, Wen Man, please wait a moment."

She ushered Wen Man into Huo Shao Ting's private meeting room and personally brewed coffee, bringing it in before going about her own business.

Wen Man sipped her coffee while admiring the decorations around her.

Ho Shao-ting liked postmodern art. The drawing-room was decorated with great taste. Suddenly, Wen Man's gaze fell on a vintage bronze art piece.

Because it's put in reverse.

She looked at it curiously, reaching out to pick it up.

But when she flipped it over, she had some regrets. It was actually a photo frame, with a picture Wen Man had seen before—

24-year-old Ho Shao-ting and 22-year-old Qiao An.

Wen Man looked at it quietly for a few seconds, then put it back where it was.

At the door, a voice sounded.

"It was left over from a previous renovation and I just never got around to throwing it away."

Wen Man turned around.

Ho Shao-ting stood at the edge of the small meeting room, dressed in a classic black and white suit, looking mature and handsome.

He walked over, picked up the picture frame, and looked at Wen Man. His voice was quite gentle.

"Aren't you happy"

Wen Man evaded the topic: "Mr. Huo, I'm here for my father..."

"I know, no need to emphasize."

Ho Shao-ting tossed the photo frame into the trash can and sat down on the sofa, flipping open the family register: “Miss Wen, let’s begin!”

Wen Man was a little dazed.

He said he had a meeting last night, how come there were only the two of them

He stared intently.

"Do you doubt my professional abilities"

How dare Wen Man

She gritted her teeth and listened to him talk about those technical terms, listening to his analysis of the case...

She tried her best, but towards the end, she really wanted to sleep.

"Ms. Wen."

Ho Shaoting looked serious and asked, "Are you trying to sleep"

He asked nonchalantly, "I saw you sleeping soundly on the sofa last night."

Wen Man was speechless and kept going until six o'clock.

She probably has almost finished, Huo Shaoting should be off work too.

As expected, Huo Shaoting nonchalantly closed the volume and said, "It's getting late. I'll treat Miss Wen to a meal!"

Wen Man politely declined: "We..."

"I still have some details to tell you, let's chat over dinner."

Ho Shaoting stared at her, waiting for a response.

Wen Man actually couldn't refuse, he just had to not go too far. For her father's case, she was still willing to make concessions. Just as she was about to agree, a voice called out from the conference room door: "Shaoting!"

Wen Man looked up.

It is Joan.

Joan held a file in her hand, dressed sharply and looking businesslike.

Wen Man admires her quite a bit.

Even though she already has a fiancé and there's a fire in the backyard, Qiao An still chases after men like this!

Energy is so great!

Joanne had indeed come prepared. She softened her voice: "Shaoting, I came to talk to you about my case. Did I interrupt"

Wen Man took the opportunity to stand up: "Mr. Huo, you guys talk!"

She only moved a little, and was caught by Huo Shaoting.

He stared at her.

After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "My forehead wound hasn't healed yet, Wen Man, aren't you responsible"

He asked Wen Man to wait for him in the reception room and took Qiao An to his office himself.

Huo Shaoting walked in the front, Qiao An followed behind.

Suddenly her gaze fixed.

Joan saw the picture frame in the trash can. It was a photo of her and Howard during their sweetest time together, and it had been thrown away.

Joan looked at Wen Man: "You threw it"

Wen Man didn't answer directly: "I won't destroy other people's things."

Joanna's face drained of color.

That's Shao Ting who threw it

How could he, how would he throw away their shared memories

Joanne's lips trembled, unwilling to accept this outcome. She looked up at Wen Man, "Ms. Wen, do you think this will get you Shao Ting Our past…"

"I'm not interested in your past!"

"Miss Qiao, if you can't forget and truly like him, cover yourself with a thick blanket. Otherwise, your past might slip away unnoticed!"

……

Wen Man is a practical girl.

Perhaps she still minded Joan's presence, but her relationship with Huo Shaoting was truly over. There was no need to hold a grudge against Joan anymore.

She took her bag and files, and left directly.

Wen Man sat in the car and was about to start it when the door was opened.

He Shao-ting stood outside the car.

He looked at her, asking faintly, "Are you jealous"

"No!"

Ho Shao-ting's gaze deepened. After a moment's hesitation, he asked her, "What can I do to make you want to be with me Or is there nothing I can do"

"Yes!"

Huo Shaoting suddenly smiled.

He said: "I've passed Joan's case on to Lawyer Li, and there won't be any further business dealings between us. Wen Man... she and I are history!"

Wen Man looked ahead.

She said expressionlessly, " Huo Shaoting, you'll never know how I felt lying on that operating table that night! Besides the pain, there was more shame!"

She looked at him: "I'm scared, I don't like it anymore!"

Having said that, Wen Man's eyes welled up with tears.

She gently pressed the gas pedal, leaving Huo Shaoting behind.

Actually, the problem between them isn't Joanne, it's him, Ho Shao-ting.

Because Ho Shao-ting didn't love her, that night happened. If Wen Man was the woman he deeply loved, how could he bear to leave her

Wen Man loved Gu Changqing, and was heartbroken!

She chose to protect herself in her relationship with Huo Shaoting...s face, and he coughed lightly to cover it up: “Forgot! … Huo Xi, let’s just forget about that. I was too much of a scoundrel back then.”She leaned back against the chair and glared at him, "You know...