Chapter 240 He bought her investment project

Huo Dongming touched his back teeth.

She disappeared right under his nose five years ago, and when they met again five years later, she beat him up, called the police, and crashed his car.

She may not be good at other things, but she is very good at attacking humanity.

If she hadn't turned into ashes, he would have been able to find her among the ashes. He was really fooled by her actions.

Special Assistant Zhou thought that President Huo was angry, and he stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

He never saw the woman's face clearly from beginning to end. Why did Mr. Huo keep insisting that she was Mrs. Huo?

Besides, she has a husband and children. In his opinion, that is not Mrs. Huo, but Mr. Huo from their family who did not cherish her in the past and is now a little crazy.

"Let our insurance company assess the damage to her car and see if it can be repaired. If it can't be repaired, tell her and I'll just give her a new one."

It's just a broken car, nothing to brag about.

Back then, Shang Wanwan was driving the car in his garage. Apart from the fact that the model was newer than five years ago, he didn't think there was anything to be proud of.

Huo Dongming glanced at his son who was concentrating on painting, and went upstairs.

Qin Meng was still standing there hesitating, with no intention of leaving.

It seemed like he was waiting for Special Assistant Zhou, and it also seemed like he was trying his best to stay, at least for one night.

It was not until Huo Dongming's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs and Special Assistant Zhou asked her to follow him that she woke up from her dream.

"Assistant Zhou, wait for me outside. I want to see how Lin's painting is going. Mr. Huo just criticized him so harshly. Children always need comfort from adults. I don't want him to be too hurt."

Qin Meng had a smile on her face, and Assistant Zhou's lips twitched slightly.

Too hurt?

comfort?

He didn't realize that Mr. Huo had reprimanded his son too harshly, and instead ignored Qin Meng.

However, this woman has always been narcissistic in front of Mr. Huo, so he is too lazy to go to the water.

Special Assistant Zhou went out as he was told. Qin Meng saw that there was no one at home, so he squatted next to Huo Xinglin as quickly as possible.

"Lin, Auntie was just joking with you. You are not allowed to tell anyone, let alone your daddy. Do you understand?"

Qin Meng felt that her threat was not enough. She often saw Huo Yanlin looking at Shang Wanwan's urn with an attached gaze, and she understood it in her heart.

"If you tell your dad what I just did, I'll throw away this box of your mommy's. Do you understand?"

Qin Meng's words made Huo Xinglin's little body tremble. He had been concentrating on painting, but the marker in his hand accidentally tilted, leaving a thick, unknown color on the paper, and the painting was ruined in an instant.

He frowned, and Qin Meng's disgusting and ugly face was reflected in his big eyes. All his small facial features showed his deep hatred and indignation towards Qin Meng.

He ignored her and continued working on his work.

Qin Meng thought that the threat was sufficient, so she stood up and glanced at the stairs. If Huo Dongming saw her, he would definitely think that she was concerned about Huo Yanlin.

She straightened her clothes slightly, walked out of the villa with what she thought was elegant steps and her head held high.

Late at night, Shang Wanwan woke up from a nightmare.

She didn't know how many times she had dreamed of Huo Xinglin, covered in blood, shouting "Mommy" for help.

I turned on the bedside lamp, and the night was as quiet as ever.

She opened the door and went to Yaoyao's room, and found that the little guy was sleeping soundly.

Next to it is J’s bed. He has been taking care of Yaoyao since she was a child.

Shang Wanwan, who had just arrived in the United States, often had nightmares. Coupled with missing her son whom she had never met, her mood was extremely unstable.

J was afraid that she would affect Yaoyao's physical and mental health, so since Yaoyao could remember, "Daddy" had been sleeping with her.

Shang Wanwan gently kissed Yaoyao on the face, then covered J with a quilt. J woke up before she left.

"Having a nightmare again?"

J closed his eyes and saw some residual sweat on Shang Wanwan's forehead.

She hummed softly, and J got up, followed her to the living room and made her some milk.

"Drink it, and you will sleep better later."

"J, I'm very worried about Linglin, and I want to bring him back to me as soon as possible."

J looked at her in the dim light and rubbed the top of her head.

"Huo Dongming keeps a close eye on him. No matter where he goes, he has bodyguards. With our current strength, we can afford them, but we can't take them away. Are you sure you want to turn against Huo Dongming?"

J really cares about her, and it is obvious that she is overestimating her own abilities by wanting to take Lin away.

"I know, but I want to try too. I don't feel comfortable giving him the sword."

She was uneasy day and night because he was with a man who abused his son all the time.

As long as Huo Yanlin doesn't come back to her, she will never feel at ease.

Huo Dongming, he is not worthy of being a good father.

"Whatever you decide, I support you and I will do my best to help you."

J held Shang Wanwan's hand, and Shang Wanwan fell into his arms.

"J, why aren't you a man?"

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J was almost pissed off to death by Shang Wanwan.

"Chris, can you please speak human language? I am a man. I just haven't found my sexual orientation yet."

Shang Wanwan calmed down and stopped teasing him. She just lay quietly on his legs, feeling at ease as if she was lying next to a long-lost relative.

Fortunately, she had J, otherwise, how could she, a woman, have survived these long years?

Shang Wanwan slept on the sofa until dawn.

When she opened her eyes, J was making breakfast for her and Yaoyao hadn't gotten up yet.

She said good morning to him and a call came in on her cell phone.

"Miss Yao, I'm sorry, the paint you ordered is temporarily out of stock."

When Shang Wanwan heard what the other party said, surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Discontinued? They were only online for less than half a month, how come they were discontinued?"

Another purpose of her visit to East City this time was to find the pigment manufacturer that produced her paintings and discuss cooperation with them.

After using that paint, her paintings not only benefited greatly in terms of color and brushstrokes, but she also found business opportunities from it.

As soon as this pigment was produced, it became a fanatic among many peers. From a business perspective, Shang Wanwan now has the ability to invest in any business that she thinks is valuable.

She wants to work with manufacturers to create a high-end pigment brand and make it as high-end and customized as LV bags.

Unexpectedly, just as the plan was being implemented, the manufacturer stopped production for no reason.

"Do you know why?"

Shang Wanwan bit her inner lip lightly, feeling something was wrong.

“I heard that the boss of this factory liked gambling and owed a lot of money. Three days ago, he sold the factory to Huo Dongming, the president of Huo Group, at a low price. Now, President Huo has become the real owner of the pigment factory.

As for the reason why the pigment was discontinued, we don't know either. Now everything here is decided by Mr. Huo. If Miss Yao wants to discuss cooperation, she can only find Mr. Huo through her connections. Everyone in Dongshi knows that Mr. Huo is very difficult to deal with.

Miss Yao, I wonder if you can meet with Mr. Huo with your magical powers. Maybe we can talk about it when it comes to major interests."