Chapter 115 The Look He Wants

Shang Wanwan looked at the porridge and side dishes in front of her and suddenly felt it was tasteless.

During these days of illness, she didn't eat anything except the nutrient drip, so she must have been hungry a long time ago.

Huo Dongming's words made her lose her appetite.

She sat on the bed. Her life, which had once been vibrant and full of joy because of her love for him, had now become a stagnant pool, never to be healed.

"Drink the porridge. You don't need me to feed you."

Huo Dongming brought the porridge to her, scooped some with a spoon and blew it to cool it down.

Shang Wanwan turned her face away with a cold expression.

She didn't want to look at Huo Dongming.

"Huo Dongming, stay away from me."

The problem between them is not just Yi Xiaxue's.

Without Yi Xiaxue, there would be someone else. An Lan could bully her and all her friends would be criticized by him.

Whenever a person of the opposite sex came into contact with her, she would always make them disappear completely within a week.

Shang Wanwan wanted to ask him, has he ever thought about respecting her?

This thought had been lingering in her mind for a long time, and every time she was with him, she didn't want to ask anything.

His attitude said it all. Since she was raised by him, she had no autonomy or right to speak.

Huo Dongming reached out and pinched her cheeks, then fed the porridge into his own mouth and then fed her mouth to mouth.

"Swallow it, or you know what I'll do."

He stared at her with burning eyes, and Shang Wanwan felt that at this moment she was like meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by him.

If she had any nerve she should leave.

Huo Dongming has an extremely wide network of contacts in East City. If she cannot leave for a few days, all those who have helped her will be in trouble.

Now the people she was looking for had found out that Chen Yao indeed had nothing to do with her, and Shang Yecheng was not her biological brother.

The business is dead and its bones have turned to ashes.

She couldn't get a DNA sample to compare with her own for the time being, and she even suspected that Shang Xingyuan had no real blood relationship with her.

But, they are dead.

Is it related to Huo Dongming?

Shang Wanwan stared at the man in front of her with mixed feelings. There was a gloom in his black eyes. His gaze fell on her slightly open collar, and his eyes sank a little more.

Shang Wanwan's pale face turned a light pink, and the backs of her ears also turned red.

After going through so much, the childish girlish feeling gradually faded from her. The loose silk pajamas wrapped around her still petite body. The right shoulder slid down, revealing her beautiful collarbone and the faintly visible cleavage on her chest, which was really tempting.

Huo Dongming's eyes gradually became hotter, and under his coercion, she swallowed the first mouthful of porridge.

Then the second bite, and the third bite.

Shang Wanwan continued to drink obediently. She didn't want Huo Dongming to feed her mouth again.

She could slowly withdraw from her love for him, but she couldn't control her physical desires.

After all, they have been together for more than three years and are very familiar with each other's needs.

No wonder men can separate their body from their soul; it turns out women can do the same.

But women always suffer the loss.

After Huo Dongming fed her the drink, he bent down and kissed away the residue on her lips. Shang Wanwan's face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out.

He touched her face and asked, "Is it burning again?"

Shang Wanwan didn't dare to hide this time. Her obedience made him very satisfied. He asked Aunt Zhang to take the bowl away, and Huo Dongming held her in his arms and sat her on him like a doll.

"Mrs. Chen has been here and asked you to recover before going back to her house."

Shang Wanwan leaned softly against Huo Dongming without saying a word.

"Grandpa asked us when we could give him a great-grandson. He is old now and wants to hug his great-grandson."

Shang Wanwan still didn't say anything. She felt sour in her heart, remembering that Huo Dongming hadn't asked anyone to send her contraceptive pills for a long time.

With a hint of sarcasm on the corners of her lips, Shang Wanwan thought that there were some things that she didn't need to be reminded of by others, and she should be aware of them herself.

He had never really wanted a child with her, and now, she didn't either.

Huo Dongming realized that the woman in his arms was gradually becoming colder, so he hugged her tighter.

"Is the air conditioner turned down low? Is it cold?"

He pressed his face against hers and felt that something was not right with her.

"Huo Dongming, I'm not well yet."

"Huo Dongming, can't we talk about something else when we are together?"

She leaned against his chest, using her remaining rationality to control her body's desire. Huo Dongming grabbed her little hand, gently placed it on his lips and kissed it passionately.

"What are you talking about? You're my wife..."

Shang Wanwan clearly wanted him to dislike her and never touch her again.

Of course she thought about how miserable the fate would be if she provoked the women he cared about, such as Yi Xiaxue.

It's so bad that he doesn't just want it at night, he doesn't plan to let it go during the day either.

She felt like she had lifted a rock and dropped it on her foot.

Could it be that Yi Xiaxue had all the skills but couldn't satisfy him in bed, causing him to be like a hungry wolf every time he saw her, wishing to eat her up.

"Same here..."

Shang Wanwan guessed his inner thoughts with a stubborn look on her face.

In fact, my heart is filled with endless emotions like the sea.

Huo Dongming didn't know her true thoughts and just wanted to be with her.

"Little goblin, why are you running away?"

Huo Dongming was not punished, but Shang Wanwan knew that this was not his character and that these were just appearances. He would not stop until he got her.

The servant outside the door was trying to figure out how far the action was going inside, and when they were apart, he knocked gently on the door.

"What is it?"

It must be unpleasant to be disturbed at this time, Huo Dongming spoke.

"Sir, Secretary An asked me to tell you that the matter you asked her to do has been handled..."

The movement inside paused slightly, and when Shang Wanwan heard the three words "Secretary An", all her passion instantly subsided.

Seeing that she was obviously cooling down, Huo Dongming became unhappy and stared at her little face, not letting her out of his sight.

"Let her wait downstairs—"

He leaned over Shang Wanwan and asked, "Why, do you want to back out?"

He was not good enough and did not allow her to escape in the battle.

Seeing that the male owner did not seem angry, the servant continued to convey Secretary An's intention.

"But Secretary An said that my wife has forbidden her from coming home any longer."

There was no unhappiness in Huo Dongming's eyes, and all his attention was on Shang Wanwan's face.

Shang Wanwan didn't look afraid at all.

She faced Huo Dongming and said, "Yes, I said it. I don't want her to come home anymore."

He turned her slightly jealous face over, faced her, and chuckled.

"Why?"

Shang Wanwan thought Huo Dongming would be angry, but unexpectedly he was not.

If she had done anything to the woman he cared about in the past, he would have been furious.

"Is not wanting other women to come to the house a good enough reason?"

Shang Wanwan was too lazy to look at him again.

I know very well that I mind it very much.

Huo Dongming looked at her for a long time and spoke to the servant in a cold voice, but his expression seemed to be intentional for her to hear.

"Then let her wait outside and never set foot in the house again."