Chapter 125 Her eyes resembled Shang Wanwan, and he felt compassion

For a moment, Shang Wanwan read mockery and contempt in Huo Dongming's eyes.

When she looked carefully, her dark eyes were as deep as a cold pond, with no bottom to be seen.

Deep down, she was very disgusted with his behavior, as if he was eager to drag her to the Chen couple to show off how good he was to her.

"I, actually, don't care anymore."

She really didn't care anymore. Actually getting everything she wanted was far less exciting than looking forward to it.

Shang Wanwan even felt that she was becoming less and less like herself.

She clearly wanted to refuse and didn't want to wear it and become his tool. She knew clearly that he was taking her out to show off, but she still let him use her.

"Mrs. Huo, the facts are in front of you. Even if you don't care, you have already been given this identity."

He put the necklace around her neck with his own hands. In the mirror, Shang Wanwan had red lips and white teeth. Her long straight hair was tied up and a few strands fell behind her neck, so that she could be distinguished from an adult lady.

The heavy, sparkling jewelry made her look mature beyond her age, like a child who had stolen something from an adult, totally out of place.

Shang Wanwan's fingertips brushed across the gems on her neck. They were so sparkling, but she was like a puppet, wearing gorgeous clothes, just waiting for her master to take her around and show her off.

The enthusiasm I had just had to go with Huo Dongming slowly faded, leaving me with a feeling of exhaustion.

Huo Dongming didn't notice that her expression was gradually cooling down, and he continued to dress her up beautifully as if he was appreciating a work of art.

"It's getting late, let's go."

She pulled her hand out of Huo Dongming's palm, and the warmth in her chest disappeared along with the cold gem.

Mrs. Huo? It was just a casual affair.

When did the relationship between her and Huo Dongming depend on each other's acting skills?

Mrs. Chen's painting exhibition is held on the first floor of the famous museum in East City, and the parking spaces at the door are all filled with luxury cars.

Those invited to the exhibition were all socialites from East City's upper class society, as well as celebrities from the political and business circles.

Mrs. Chen also invited a lot of reporters. When Huo Dongming's business car arrived, he came out holding Shang Wanwan's hand. The magnesium lights almost blinded Shang Wanwan.

The red carpet stretched from where they got off the car all the way to the inside of the museum. Shang Wanwan wore a white floor-length dress and the jewel necklace on her neck was dazzling.

Huo Dongming was wearing a business suit and had an upright posture. The two of them standing together were particularly eye-catching.

The socialites who were still at the door couldn't help but stop when they saw them.

[This is the legendary Mrs. Huo, whose temperament is even better than that of top stars.]

[They say Mr. Huo is secretly married because he doesn't love Mrs. Huo. I think he must be afraid that Mrs. Huo is too beautiful and he doesn't want her to be in the spotlight.]

[Shang Wanwan is so lucky. I heard that she got Mr. Huo by some trickery. It's a pity that we don't have that kind of brain. Otherwise, everything she has today would be ours.]

People were whispering, and Shang Wanwan also heard it, and curled her lips slightly.

Huo Dongming entered the venue holding her waist. At this moment, Shang Wanwan was more glamorous than any other star. Almost all reporters crowded around the couple.

If this scene happened in the first few months, Shang Wanwan would be flattered and would feel that she had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.

But now, she has a smile on her face, but she looks like a plastic doll, and her smile is also formulaic.

"Mrs. Huo, are you satisfied?"

In front of the media, Huo Dongming kissed Shang Wanwan on the cheek, and the magnesium lights instantly lit up like a sea of ​​stars.

Shang Wanwan subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes...

"As long as Mr. Huo is happy."

She said calmly, slowly pulling down his hand that was clasped around her waist, and instead holding his arm she walked inside.

In the lobby, they saw Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen chatting and laughing with someone.

The two noticed the unusual commotion at the door and guessed that they were coming.

Mrs. Chen took Mr. Chen's arm, put aside the flatterers around her and went to greet them.

"Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen——"

Shang Wanwan greeted him politely, and Huo Dongming changed Shang Wanwan's hand from being around him to clasping their fingers together at his side.

"Wanwan——"

Mrs. Chen noticed the necklace around Shang Wanwan's neck at a glance, and the smile on her face widened visibly.

"It seems that you two have been getting along well during this period."

Shang Wanwan realized something and her eyes darkened.

"I guess so—"

Huo Dongming is still her husband, and she doesn't want to offend him.

There is no need to let outsiders know about their relationship.

"Dong Ming, I want Mrs. Chen to take me to her exhibition."

Shang Wanwan felt a little suffocated. She felt that she was being used.

"good."

Huo Dongming agreed indifferently.

Mr. Chen chatted with Huo Dongming. They went to the rest area, and Mr. Chen discussed his future investment plans and programs with Huo Dongming in detail.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk? Do you know how much my clothes cost? Can you afford to pay for them if they are damaged?"

A crisp slapping sound attracted everyone's attention.

Several girls in haute couture dresses surrounded a girl with five clear finger marks on half of her face.

Qin Meng was at a loss, she only managed to get the invitation through connections, but when she arrived here wearing a dress that cost less than 10,000 yuan, she realized that this was not the place she should be at all.

All the celebrities, politicians, and business elites from East City's upper class society gathered here.

She went alone, with no one to accompany her.

There were unfamiliar faces all around her. If she still felt a sense of superiority in the company, her self-esteem and confidence were shattered here.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'll pay for it."

She covered her face and trembled all over.

"Compensation, my scarf alone costs millions, and this outfit costs nearly 10 million, what are you going to pay for it?"

The girl's eyes were full of contempt. She had been to many high-end cocktail parties, but had never seen someone like Qin Meng.

And what the hell is that thing she's wearing? It's obviously cheap stuff.

Why would Mr. and Mrs. Chen invite such a person?

Qin Meng was shocked when she heard the price.

From a distance, Mr. Chen, the host, noticed something was wrong and rushed over.

Huo Dongming followed closely behind.

When he met Qin Meng's tearful eyes, he felt like he was struck by electricity.

Shang Wanwan had been in the same situation many years ago. When her business went bankrupt, she was at a loss and as weak as a little rabbit. She was helpless and pitiful.

Qin Meng has the shadow of Shang Wanwan.

Huo Dongming didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so the girl raised her hand and slapped Qin Meng again.

Qin Meng covered her face and stepped back. Everyone who approached her couldn't help but make way for her. No one wanted to have the people below them next to them.

The girl's third slap came right after. Qin Meng had nowhere to retreat until she crashed into Huo Dongming's arms. She instinctively dodged to the side, and the girl's raised hand was grabbed by someone.

Huo Dongming's eyes were as cold as ice.

"I'll pay for your clothes."