t say that he designed the injury himself, and he certainly didn't want Huo Mingzhu to hear Wen Man's name. He made up a random excuse, and sure enough, Huo Mingzhu believed him completely and felt te...For a long time, Zhang Chongguang finally said: "Not yet!"

Wen Man nodded and looked at Huo Shao Ting with some worry, "You know a lot of people. Among your partners, there must be someone who can match Chongguang, right"

She thought it was simple, to have them come live with her.

Don't give up!

Ho Shao-ting looked at the two youngsters and, with a gentle smile, gave his wife a piece of pickled fish. "Children have their own blessings," he said softly. "We should just focus on enjoying our own lives. Talking too much might not be helpful, after all. If they get upset again, they'll run off to another country and find someone else to have children with! Where will you go to cry then"

Wen Man looked worriedly at Zhang Chongguang.

"Dad, you're being old-fashioned! What's wrong with skewers They're fair and square, white skin all over, valuable assets."

Ho Shao-ting also looked at Zhang Chongguang.

Zhang Chongguang did not smile. He said very slowly, "I prefer purely Eastern things."

He was implying something, but Huo Xi simply ignored him.

What Zhang Chongguang likes, she no longer cares about.

After dinner, Huo Xi went to the small flower hall to practice the piano for a while. In fact, she hardly had time or the mood to play after work. This afternoon was free and the sun was quite nice.

She wore a long dress by Issey Miyake.

A black knitted sweater, with a white tulle skirt underneath.

Her chestnut hair flowed down her back.

She played "To Alice," as always, playing for herself and no one else.

Zhang Chongguang stood at the door and listened silently for a while.

He hadn't heard Ho Xi play the piano in a long time.

She is very talented and plays well, but her ambitions lie elsewhere.

Zhang Chongguang walked in, leaned against the piano, and lit a cigarette.

The music continued, and Huo Xi spoke softly, "Is something the matter"

Zhang Chongguang squinted at her against the light, then spoke as if casually: "I'm planning to return to China to develop my career."

Your girlfriends will be heartbroken!

Zhang Chongguang punched his fist into his palm, a touch of annoyance crossed his face. After a moment, he whispered: "The company needs a legal team for its establishment, with an annual volume of around 500 million yuan. Are you interested"

Hosai stopped playing the piano.

She smiled faintly at him, "Sure! My firm has just the team you need."

"If you'd like to take this case personally"

Ho Xi still smiled: "It's fresh, you let me accept then I have to accept! Zhang Chongguang, I'm busy, no time to play these little love games with you, just say it straight, we have no chance."

The servants outside the door, hearing them speak, crept closer to eavesdrop.

Zhang Chongguang closed the door behind him.

When he returned, Huo Xi leaned against the piano, sipping coffee. It was the Louis XII piano that Huo Shaoting had gifted Wen Man. Now, Wen Man rarely played it; almost all the time it was Huo Xi at the keys.

She is tall and slender, looking very beautiful just leaning casually.

Zhang Chongguang walked back and whispered, “Let’s talk about personal matters. Not work.”

Hoxi raised an eyebrow. "Oh, do we have private business"

Zhang Chongguang took a step forward, and one long leg got stuck between her legs. Perhaps it was Huo Xi's illusion, but he even squeezed forward again.

Ho Xi raised his eyes: "Zhang Chongguang, if you want to find a woman, I can introduce you."

The coffee in her hand, directly spilled onto his pants.

Snap him out of it.

That dark coffee stained his trousers even darker, thankfully it wasn't too hot, so Zhang Chongguang simply ignored it. His gaze, however, seemed unfathomable.

Hoxi put the cup aside: "Get lost! Don't even think about it!"

The next second, her shoulders were grasped.

Zhang Chongguang looked at her, asking softly: "Why help Bai Qi Is it because he looks like me, or because his experiences are similar to mine Ho Xi, do you still love him, don't you"

He smiled softly.

"Zhang Chongguang, have all those years eating Western fast food rotted your brain You're delusional! I was helping Bai Qi…"

Huo Xi leaned in close to him, saying with a mischievous grin, "Of course it's because he's young, handsome, strong, and wealthy… Want to hear more I don't mind giving you the details. We're best friends, after all. Some things are meant to be shared."

Zhang Chongguang was about to be driven mad by her sharp tongue.

He certainly didn't believe it.

He eats baiqi's vinegar, but he has the basic judgment, Huo Xi has him in her heart.

Even if she won't admit it.

Ho Xi didn't want to continue talking to him. She pushed him away and walked out, slowly going upstairs... Zhang Chongguang didn't stop her.

At home, he didn't want to argue with her.

He went back to the bedroom to change his pants, and just as he was about to go downstairs, he heard a sound of a car.

He walked to the terrace and saw that Hosi had driven away.

Zhang Chongguang watched the taillights silently for a long time. After a while, he took out a cigarette and lit it...

For the next week, Hoxi did not return.

He Shao-ting called, and she laughed it off, making excuses saying she was busy.

Ho Shao-ting hung up the phone and told his wife and Cheung Chung-kwong, this half-breed, "There's a ghost at home, she won't come back."

Zhang Chongguang silently served them food.

Ho Shao-ting wanted to say something, but after some thought, he decided against it.

We'll meet again in a week.

The city's weather is warming up, and the nights are not as cold.

Ho Xi drank some wine.

She got out of the car with her briefcase, and her assistant carefully supported her: "Ms. Huo, please take it slow."

Huaxi waved his hand: "You go back first! I'm not drunk."

He had been drinking, but was far from drunk.

The assistant saw that she was alright, so she nodded and left first.

Ho Xi leaned against the elevator, and with a ding, she looked up...

Zhang Chongguang leaned against her door, wearing a black casual cotton jacket and carrying a thermos bag in his hand. He looked like he had been waiting for quite a while.

Hossie did not come out.

She looked at him, her eyes deep.

The elevator door, opened and closed, closed and opened...

Finally, she lazily shuffled out and swiped her card to open the gate.

Zhang Chongguang went in with her, and she made no objection. She just threw her briefcase onto the sofa and took off her coat, throwing her whole body onto the sofa...

She wore a red blouse and black trousers.

Very feminine.

Zhang Chongguang put the things in his hands on the table and said, "I made some sobering tea for you, and also two kinds of snacks, all the ones you liked when you were a child"

Hoshi still stared at him, unwavering.

After a while, she softly smiled, her voice carrying a hint of tenderness and coyness that was absent from her usual tone: "Zhang Chongguang, do you know what I feel like eating now"

Zhang Chongguang's body stiffened slightly.

He turned to look at Hosei, who didn't shy away from his gaze. She even lightly kicked off her high heels... and then, somehow, things began.

When he came to, they were already kissing.

Zhang Chongguang embraced her waist, greedily devouring everything about her. His panting breaths echoed in the apartment, making one blush just by listening.ce, it finally spoke in a soft voice: "Is he with you"Aunt Ruan sighed: “I’ll have him call you!”Aunt Ruan gave the phone to Lu Qian.Even though Lu Qian was a seasoned figure who had weathered many st...