Such a scene, Gu Changqing had never seen before.
His blood ran cold!
He watched his woman, who should have been his, kissing a man in the kitchen with such eagerness. If there weren't guests at home, they might just go all the way right there!
Gu Changqing's heart was as cold as winter, but on his face, he appeared to be bathed in spring sunshine: "Big brother and sister-in-law are truly loving! I'll grab a bottle of iced water to drink."
He took out two bottles of ice water from the fridge and shook them gently.
The atmosphere is quite subtle...
Ho Shaoting's skin is thick enough that the problems he was worried about just now no longer exist.
He held Wen Man down and, in front of Gu Changqing, straightened his clothes, especially the belt and trousers, smoothing them carefully. Then he smiled apologetically: "Changqing, I'll go take a shower first. Do whatever you want."
Having said that, he generously left them alone.
Wen Man knew he did it on purpose.
After he left, she didn't want to talk to Gu Changqing either. She just silently took the dishes and began cooking.
The refrigerator door was latched.
Gu Changqing leaned down, staring intently at Wen Man, getting very close.
Wen Man took a step back.
He sneered and spoke, “Wen Man, you don’t need to be so afraid of me! We’re still a family, we have to get along well in the future, don’t we? I see he really cares about you!”
After saying that, he slammed the fridge shut and walked out.
Wen Man thought he had been feeling down lately and was taking it out on her, which she found rather uninteresting.
She thought she should have told Huo Shaoting that she didn't want to meet Gu Changqing when they parted ways… Just as she was feeling troubled, Huo Shaoting walked in. He naturally wrapped his arms around her from behind.
What did you do?
Wen Man held his hand, wanting to push it away.
He had to hold her, of course taking advantage of the situation.
Wen Man's face flushed, and she softly said, "I made pasta for them, and I also pan-fried two portions of foie gras."
He kissed the soft flesh behind her ear, his voice a husky whisper, "And what about mine?"

Wen Man leaned her head against his shoulder and whispered, "Your stomach isn't feeling well, so I made you some hot fish meat shumai and a bowl of fruit jelly. "
Ho Shao-ting gazed at her for a moment, then gently kissed her on the lips.
At this moment, Wen Man was feeling happiness.
She came from a middle-class family and didn't have any grand ambitions as a child. All she wanted was a respectable job and a perfect family.
She knew she shouldn't, but she really enjoyed living with Huo Shaoting.
……
When eating supper, Huo Mingzhu couldn't stop praising it.
She not only ate her own share, but also snatched Huo Shaoting's mung bean jelly and ate it with her mouth bulging: "Wen Man, I'll come again next time."
Wen Man smiled faintly.
Her relationship with Huo Shaoting prevented her from objecting to Huo Mingzhu's arrival.
"Instead, Huo Shaoting glanced at his younger sister and said, "If you keep eating like this, who will marry you?"
Huo Mingzhu leaned against Gu Changqing's shoulder, softly coquettishly: "I have Gu Changqing to rely on."
Gu Changqing couldn't help but look at Wen Man.
Wen Man turned her head away.
She wasn't finding it glaring, nor was she afraid to look. It simply wasn't necessary...
He Shao Ting seemed oblivious to the subtle atmosphere. He leaned back on the sofa, pulled Wen Man's hand over, gently playing with it, while a charming smile graced his face as he discussed stocks and trends with Gu Chang Qing, even offering some suggestions...
Wen Man quite admires him; she couldn't do it herself, anyway!
In the end, it was Gu Changqing who couldn't hold on any longer and had to say goodbye.
Huo Shao-ting personally escorted them downstairs. When they were leaving, he gently said to Wen Man, "You can pack your things tomorrow! Take a shower first, I'll come back later to keep you company."
Before, Gu Changqing quickened his pace!
Ho Shao-ting kept his hands in his pockets, watching his back, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

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