Chapter 110 Why do you think I still love him?
Someone among the shareholders applauded, followed by a round of applause.
Shang Wanwan was a little shy. Huo Dongming secretly pinched her hand, and she slowly relaxed and was no longer nervous.
An Lan followed the meeting from beginning to end and was very angry.
Shang Wanwan behaved elegantly and intellectually throughout the whole performance. In fact, she also took business administration and finance courses while studying art. She was able to understand most of the information mentioned in Huo Dongming's shareholders' meeting regarding the structure of various company projects.
The only one who looked down on her was An Lan. Seeing Shang Wanwan being serious, nodding from time to time, and even taking notes, the contempt on the corners of her lips was almost rising to the sky.
For a fool like her, going to the shareholders' meeting and pretending to be serious will mean nothing even if she gets 3% of the company's shares.
The pretentious attitude is so serious that it makes people feel ridiculous.
The meeting went smoothly and Shang Wanwan's mood was brought to the highest point. She felt a little happy.
This is the first time I have felt this way in the past few months. It probably comes from the Huo family's recognition of me, and also...
"Mr. Huo, the phone is——"
Shang Wanwan's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.
An Lan handed the phone over and said something in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Shang Wanwan to hear.
"It belongs to Miss Yi."
Huo Dongming hesitated for the first time, and his eyes showed concern for Shang Wanwan.
Shang Wanwan curled the corners of her lips, and the slight joy that rose in her heart disappeared in an instant.
"Mrs. Chen has a class this afternoon, so I'm going to go back now. You go ahead and do your work."
She picked up the bag she had dropped on the sofa and turned around with an elegant and cool posture, without any hesitation.
An Lan originally wanted to see Shang Wanwan's ugly face. Who asked her to be cocky? She felt uncomfortable all day.
Huo Dongming wanted to ask her to stay, but he didn't know how to start.
When the words came to his lips, he said lightly: "Okay. I'll have someone take you there."
Shang Wanwan paused and didn't answer.
Only after her back disappeared did Huo Dongming put An Lan's phone to his ear.
When Shang Wanwan arrived at the company gate, it started to drizzle. The early spring rain brought a hint of coolness, and her heart, which had just warmed up, gradually cooled down.
Before she got in the car, Huo Dongming called.
Shang Wanwan held the phone and glanced at the screen indifferently.
"Madam, where are you going?"
Shang Wanwan put her phone back into her bag expressionlessly, her tone very calm.
"Go home."
Back at Huo Dongming's villa, Mother Zhang was a little surprised to see Shang Wanwan coming back alone.
In the morning, Mr. Huo asked Secretary An to come and invite his wife, thinking that their relationship had warmed up, but he didn't expect it to be like this again.
Shang Wanwan took out a black bank card from her bag and put it in Zhang's mother's hand.
"Please give it to Mr. Huo when he comes back."
She doesn't need it anymore.
She had the ability and the shares of Huo's company. From then on, money was just a number to her.
When Zeng Shangxingyuan was still around, he would often call her and ask her to find a way to make cash flow and find ways to get Huo Dongming to give her money.
She now has 30 billion in her pocket at her disposal, but Shang Xingyuan and Shang Yecheng will lie in the cold underground forever, and no one will ask her for money anymore.
She suddenly felt that life was very ironic. When you desperately pursue something, it turns out that you are not very happy when you finally get it.
What is that person living for?
Shang Wanwan went to Mrs. Chen's house in the afternoon, and Mrs. Chen paid her first installment of the expenses.
She felt at ease with the money and was more satisfied than getting the shares of Huo's company.
This is what personal income is.
In the next few days, Shang Wanwan always missed the time to meet Huo Dongming.
When he got home she had gone to bed early and he had no intention of touching her.
She woke up and the bed was empty.
He went to the company.
The two seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other, but Huo Dongming would still call her, and she never answered.
He had no choice but to send her text messages, which were nothing more than bland words of concern.
She can no longer read it.
Huo Dongming's physical needs for her were not as intense as before, at least he hadn't touched her in the past few days.
Sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would crawl out of his arms and keep their distance.
The two of them were in a tacit cold war, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.
The stalemate lasted for a few days, and then an uninvited guest came to the Huo family.
Yi Xiaxue sat in the living room with a haggard face. Shang Wanwan sat opposite her. Mother Zhang was trembling with fear and kept stealing glances at Mrs. Huo.
"Mrs. Huo, I hope you can help us. I don't need a formal status. For so many years, I have never fought with you.
Dong Ming wants to send me away, but I know he can't leave me. Talk to him. He will listen..."
Yi Xiaxue hasn't seen Huo Dongming for a while. Ever since he asked An Lan to send her to the United States, the two have rarely seen each other.
She has been trying to think of a solution and asked An Lan for help. It has been three weeks now and Huo Dongming still refuses to see her.
She recently learned from the news that Shang Wanwan had joined the Huo family's board of directors, and she had probably thought of it.
It must be the old man who put pressure on Huo Dongming. The old man supports Shang Wanwan, and Huo Dongming would never go against the old man.
"Mrs. Huo, you got everything you wanted. Can you return Dong Ming to me? He never liked you. He loved me.
All we want to be together is the tiny bit of time you can give us, which actually won't affect your life.
Dong Ming also comes home every day now. I am no threat to you. Please tell him not to send me away. I beg you, Mrs. Huo..."
Shang Wanwan listened expressionlessly as Yi Xiaxue cried in front of her for more than half an hour. Her purpose was to make her say good things in front of Huo Dongming. She didn't want to leave Dongshi and Huo Dongming.
"I don't know what happened between you. You shouldn't have come to me."
Shang Wanwan sat upright, her demeanor was graceful, but her words were cold.
Yi Xiaxue's tears continued to roll in her eyes: "No, only you can help with this matter. Dong Ming must have been forced to treat me like this because of my old man.
He is very relaxed when we are together. Only when he is with me does he feel free from pressure and not constrained.
Mrs. Huo, your love is unnecessary to him and he will suppress it. Can you think about it from Dong Ming's perspective?
In his current position, he has no control over many things. Even marrying the woman he loves is a luxury. If you really love him like you said, then let me stay."
Yi Xiaxue didn't come here to ask for help or sympathy, she came here to force her.
These words were a pure provocation to Shang Wanwan's status and position, and they even wanted to use her feelings as a bargaining chip to fulfill their wishes.
When Zhang's mother heard this, she wished she could use a broom to shovel the shameless San'er out of the house for her wife.
Shang Wanwan placed her hands on her knees, her face silent and expressionless, making it impossible for Yi Xiaxue to guess what she was thinking at this moment.
Yi Xiaxue even hoped that she could have a quarrel with herself. If she caught Shang Wanwan's fault, she would have a reason to admit her mistake in front of Huo Dongming and find a chance to stay with him.
However, Yi Xiaxue was wrong...
Shang Wanwan curled the corners of her lips, with a chill in the corners of her eyes that didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.
"What makes you think I still love him?"