Chapter 131 If You Can Make Me Fall in Love with You, I Will Let You Go
Shang Wanwan lay on him, as if she had heard a huge joke.
"I don't have the ability to make Mr. Huo fall in love with me."
She turned her face away, and all her struggles became calm at this moment.
Huo Dongming's hand gently stroked her red lips, and he stared at her beautiful face under the moonlight.
He has never loved anyone, and doesn't know what love is.
He was jealous and he admired.
Does he love her?
I don’t know if the occasional beating in my chest counts.
He was concerned about her and gradually began to care about her feelings.
But Huo Dongming believes that this has nothing to do with "love" and is far from enough.
He was sure that he liked her now.
I like her company and I also care about her care for me.
"Then give it a try?"
Huo Dongming didn't want her to give up so suddenly when she was in love.
"You've been chasing me for so many years, Shang Wanwan. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up halfway? So..."
He looked at her delicate neck and the two half-exposed lumps of soft flesh, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down: "Let me fall in love with you."
He turned her little face over and covered her bright red lips again. Under his touch, Shang Wanwan's white body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.
He understood her needs and could easily arouse her deepest desires.
From her teenage years to now, in Shang Wanwan's heart, there is only one man in the world, Huo Dongming.
Without Huo Dongming, her soul would be empty and lost.
Make Huo Dongming fall in love with her?
No, no, no—
Over the years, she has been trying every possible way to do this, to please him, to do things that make him happy, and never to cause him any trouble.
Whatever he said was what it was; he told her to go east, but she didn't go west.
She lost herself and her hobbies, and because of this man, she even gave up her dreams.
Now look, what has she gained?
She is trapped in a beautiful house, and has the identity and status that the upper-class socialites in East City dream of. She also has a handsome and wealthy husband. On the surface, she seems to have unlimited glory, but behind the scenes, she has to endure him being on the hot search list countless times with different women.
She was adorned with jewels and gems, and accepted everyone's envy, jealousy, and rumors behind her back.
Beneath this magnificent appearance, her heart was in prison.
Huo Dongming's words, "Try to make me fall in love with you," were the reason for her life imprisonment.
Fuck—
She quit.
"Mr. Huo, maybe I loved you before. Even now, I still love you undeniably. But I know clearly that you will not fall in love with me. You will only enjoy me, right?"
She looked into his beautiful black eyes fearlessly, as if she wanted to see into the depths of his soul and expose his lies.
Huo Dongming was surprised at first, then he held her wrist and kissed her.
"Mrs. Huo, you have become smarter."
Shang Wanwan tried hard to pull her hand out.
It's not that she has become smarter, it's that she knows him too well.
How could Huo Dongming love someone? His blood is cold, brutal and cruel.
The way he treats his enemies in the business world is chilling, and a man like him will not be sentimental to anyone.
How could a girl like Shang Wanwan make such a proud man fall in love with her?
Beauty is the least scarce resource in this world.
If Huo Dongming wants beautiful women and women who can provide him with emotional value, he can get the best in the world.
What is Shang Wanwan?
Huo Dongming stared at her face, not wanting to miss any of her expressions, carefully trying to figure out the changes in her heart.
This is what he is best at, guessing people's minds, and then attacking their most vulnerable points to take them down in one fell swoop.
Shang Wanwan simply closed her eyes.
Huo Dongming said in a deep voice: "Don't ask for anything extravagantly. I can only give you the things in reality that you want. I don't have those illusory and non-existent things, and I can't give them to you."
He spoke cruelly in her ear words that made her give up.
She knew this was the result, but she refused to believe it.
I waited year after year, only to be hurt again and again.
She was resisting silently, but Huo Dongming no longer cared about that.
His heart was also hurt.
He had given so much for her, sent Yi Xiaxue away, and tried his best to do things to please her. She could even stand up to him like this, even though she was a little artist whose face he couldn't even remember.
Huo Dongming felt that her heart was also cold.
He only asks for things without reason, but he never thinks that he is also a human being, with flesh and blood, with feelings. He wants his wife's sweet words and hopes to get care from her that is completely different from the real world.
He was tired, physically and mentally.
He couldn't satisfy Shang Wanwan's love.
He tried hard to prove that he loved her, but she didn't appreciate it.
Two hours later, Shang Wanwan lay beside him, as if she had fallen apart.
Her body was a shocking red, as if she had been abused.
Huo Dongming was not much better than her. Shang Wanwan would bite his shoulder when she felt pain, and his body was covered with deep and shallow teeth marks.
But Huo Dongming didn't care.
His back was torn, and Shang Wanwan saw it.
"I'll go and apply the medicine for you—"
She remembered that Huo Dongming grabbed her arm with an extremely cold voice.
"No, it's not fatal. I can handle it myself."
He turned over and got out of bed, and soon Shang Wanwan heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
She lay on the bed, her tears soaking the pillowcase.
After Huo Dongming came out, he didn't care that he was still wet, so he took the clothes he would wear the next day and slammed the door and went out.
Shang Wanwan knew that he was going to sleep in the study again. The door slammed heavily on her heart and she felt cold all over.
Huo Dongming changed into clean pajamas, sat on the leather chair in the study, took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette.
The thin mist made his handsome face look dreamy.
When Mrs. Zhang came in and saw Mr. Huo smoking again, she knew that he must have had a quarrel with his wife again.
I don’t know what’s wrong with this young couple. They should be living a happy life after marriage, but they have to make simple things so complicated.
Mother Zhang put down her midnight snack and glanced at Huo Dongming before leaving.
"Sir, your wife is only in her early twenties, still a girl, please coax her more."
Huo Dongming glanced at Zhang's mother indifferently, with no expression on his face.
The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up at this time.
A picture and a simple message came from an unfamiliar number.
"Boss Huo, I've washed your coat. Will you come to the company tomorrow? I'll bring it to you. I've improved the dessert I brought you last time. I know you don't like sweet food, so I made a few sugar-free flavors. I hope you like them."