Chapter 21 Is She Your Wife?

Yi Xiaxue was frightened by his cold tone.

Not getting Huang Qingguo's painting, she stood beside Huo Dongming dejectedly and discussed with Gu Ling'er about going somewhere else.

Song Siting, who had been looking for them, walked towards them.

Shang Wanwan and Lu Zhe passed by him.

He is Huo Dongming's good friend. Shang Wanwan knows him but pretends not to notice.

Song Siting originally wanted to say hello to Shang Wanwan, but she just walked past him with an expressionless face.

Song Siting's smile froze on his face.

"Isn't that your wife?"

Shang Wanwan is with Lu Zhe?

There was no way Huo Dongming would lie to him and say that Shang Wanwan was his wife.

Song Siting hooked his hand around Huo Dongming.

Huo Dongming shook his hand off his shoulder and kept his eyes on Lu Zhe and Shang Wanwan.

"What do you want to say?"

Huo Dongming's voice was obviously unhappy.

"Why did she leave with someone else? It seems to me that she doesn't even know you."

Song Siting always doubted the truth of Huo Dongming's words. Shang Wanwan was so proud of being a daughter of a rich family, and Huo Dongming was famous for not understanding romance and not being interested in women.

After so many years of friendship, I almost thought he was a good man.

If it weren't for the scandal between him and Yi Xiaxue, Song Siting would have planned to keep his distance from him.

I didn't expect that this guy was married.

"I have a marriage certificate, do you want to see it?"

Huo Dongming wanted to glue his mouth shut.

"OK."

"You wish."

Huo Dongming was not in the mood for the banquet. What man would be in the mood for socializing if his wife ran away with someone else?

He added: "It's none of your business, get lost."

After being blocked by Song Siting for a few minutes, Shang Wanwan and Lu Zhe disappeared.

Shang Wanwan didn't want to stay in the banquet hall anymore, so Lu Zhe drove her back.

There was a little snow in the sky, but the white snow was nothing to be afraid of in the dark night.

Shang Wanwan's starry blue skirt was sprinkled with snowflakes.

The lights in the hotel fell on her, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

The moment Lu Zhe saw her when he came out of the hotel, he almost forgot to breathe.

The white fox fur waistcoat wrapped around her bare shoulders drove away the chill.

Just now she was standing in the snow, so how could she feel what cold was?

Her heart was colder than the weather.

Lu Zhe took care of her and helped her get into the car. Shang Wanwan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was in a very low mood.

No one can understand how a legitimate wife would feel good when she sees her husband dating his mistress openly in front of her.

"Ms. Gu is the creator of "Void". Can you tell me your creative ideas?"

Huang Qingguo's voice came from Lu Zhe's mobile phone.

Shang Wanwan regained her senses instantly and looked at him in surprise.

"This Gu Ling'er is the person you are talking about, right? Did you draw "Void"? "

The answer is obvious.

Shang Wanwan asked Lu Zhe for help, so of course she couldn't hide it.

She never expected that Lu Zhe would also take action.

"When did you record this? Can this be used as evidence?"

She just cared about her own emotions and let Gu Ling'er go.

"The meeting with Mr. Huang was a coincidence, and our evidence collection was legal. Of course, these alone are not enough. You have no other evidence to prove that the painting is yours, and it will be difficult to sue her and get the money back. Unless you can get her to admit it herself."

Lu Zhe analyzed the problem from a lawyer's perspective and naturally wanted to find the most effective method.

Shang Wanwan lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

Let Gu Ling'er admit it herself. Even a fool wouldn't do such a thing.

She alone has swallowed up nearly 90 million.

Originally, Shang Wanwan wanted to take the money and run away, leaving Huo Dongming completely.

Now I can only live in a rental house of less than ten square meters.

Lu Zhe took the phone back and comforted her.

"Don't be discouraged. There are always more solutions than problems."

Shang Wanwan remained silent.

When they arrived at the residence, Lu Zhe asked if he wanted to take her upstairs.

Shang Wanwan thought of the attack she had experienced in her rental house before and nodded.

Compared to safety, avoiding suspicion is no longer important.

Besides, besides Lu Zhe, who knew that she had a husband named Huo Dongming?

When they got downstairs, Lu Zhegang considerately opened the car door for Shang Wanwan.

Before Shang Wanwan had time to get out of the car, he was handcuffed and forced to lie prone on the roof of the car, with his face pressed against the car window, unable to move at all.

Shang Wanwan was frightened.

"Madam, Mr. Huo is waiting."

Two tall bodyguards held Lu Zhe tightly under control.

Not far away, a black Spyker was parked quietly.

It’s an old neighborhood, and the lighting is quite dim.

In the backlight, his outline in the car was vaguely discernible.

Even if he didn't come forward, the hostility emanating from him at this moment was enough to repel anyone who wanted to get close.

Shang Wanwan's heart almost beat out of her chest.

"You, you let him go."

Lu Zhe was pressed so hard that his facial features were deformed and he even had difficulty breathing.

"Get in the car. If you're a step slower I'll have someone throw him into the sea."

Huo Dongming's voice sounded extremely terrifying in the dark night.

Shang Wanwan knew how ruthless Huo Dongming was, and she also knew that he would always keep his word.

Laws and humanity are nothing in front of him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have used the soft way to leave him even though she was heartbroken.

She knew that if she forced him, he would take revenge on everyone around her who had a relationship with her.

I have supported the dogs she has raised.

"Ma'am, please——"

The bodyguard opened the car door for Shang Wanwan.

She was a little hesitant because Lu Zhe would be on social news tomorrow.

There was insufficient light in the car, and Huo Dongming's back was pressed against the backrest of the rear seat, looking dignified and cold.

Shang Wanwan was forcibly sent to the back seat next to Huo Dongming. The driver got out of the car and the bodyguards escorted Lu Zhe into the car and left.

"Where are your people taking him?"

Shang Wanwan wanted to stick her head out of the car window to look, but her cheek was suddenly pinched, and Huo Dongming pressed her under him.

She wanted to struggle and scream, but a warm masculine breath hit her face.

His moist lips intertwined with her soft lips, and Shang Wanwan was kissed so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.

It was late at night and the snow was still falling.

The community seems quiet, with occasional latecomers walking around.

The heater was on in the car, and Shang Wanwan struggled with Huo Dongming but she couldn't match his strength.

She was a woman and knew that he couldn't wait to have her.

But, in this place.

What's the difference between her and those mistresses who have casual affairs with men?

They have been separated for some time. Could it be that Yi Xiaxue can't satisfy him?

Yi Xiaxue?

Shang Wanwan suddenly woke up. He used this car to carry the woman when he went out.

So, have they done this in the car as well?

“Pah—”

A loud slap landed on Huo Dongming's face.

Shang Wanwan couldn't remember how many times this had happened.

Huo Dongming felt a burning pain on his face. Her temper finally suppressed his uncontrollable lust.

He grasped her wrist, his eyes filled with an unremovable gloom in the darkness.

"You slept with him, so you don't allow me to touch you?"

Shang Wanwan was furious.

"Huo Dongming, don't think that others are as despicable as you."