Chapter 253: It's not too much to give me some sweetness as a reward

An hour later, Yaoyao, who was playing in the room, was the first to become restless.

She was doing a jigsaw puzzle while Huo Xinglin was directing her.

The brother and sister put their heads together and concentrated hard until the aroma of food from outside wafted in.

Shang Wanwan leaned against the door the whole time, watching them having fun, with silent warmth always flowing in her heart.

The initial impulse was dispelled by the message from Qin Meng that suddenly appeared in my mind.

Dog man——

Are you trying to trick her in various ways?

She didn't understand his ways now.

"Mommy, it smells so good. Yaoyao is hungry."

Yaoyao threw away the puzzle first, which made Huo Yanlin somewhat dissatisfied.

“It’s not finished yet.”

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Huo Xinglin then looked up, his stomach growling.

Shang Wanwan walked over and held the two children: "The food should be ready, let's go out and eat."

She turned around and almost fell into Huo Dongming's arms, but fortunately he held her shoulders in time.

"Rash and reckless."

Huo Dongming couldn't help nagging again, and Shang Wanwan guessed without thinking that he was going to say that she couldn't take care of the child when she couldn't even take care of herself.

Shang Wanwan smelled the unique scent of Patchouli coming from him and took a step back to keep a distance.

"The children said they were hungry."

"uncle--"

Yaoyao noticed that Huo Dongming's voice had become much softer, with every word coming out of his mouth being the twang of a baby. Huo Dongming's heart softened, but his brows furrowed.

He looked at Shang Wanwan, and Shang Wanwan understood the gloomy look in his eyes.

He was asking her when she would explain his identity to Yaoyao.

Huo Xinglin was already used to Yaoyao calling his daddy "uncle", so he just walked towards the living room and the restaurant.

Shang Wanwan wanted to laugh, but was afraid of angering him.

After all, he was the one who cooked dinner that night. As he said, he couldn't just order takeout every day while she was injured. It was actually good to have a cook at home.

Huo Dongming brought all the food to the table very unhappily.

Shang Wanwan originally wanted to go over to help, but a look from him forced her back.

"Just sit down and don't make trouble."

He almost said that she was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything.

Huo Dongming had just served all the dishes when his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the name on the screen and went to the balcony with his phone.

Shang Wanwan didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, and took care of her two children while they ate calmly.

Huo Dongming put the phone to his ear.

"Mr. Huo, I have given the recipe to Mrs. Huo. She accepted it."

The voice coming from the phone was Professor Li's.

Huo Dongming was silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, I understand."

Then he hung up the phone.

He went to throw out the trash today and saw the formula lying quietly in the trash can.

Shang Wanwan became smart. She cared so much about the pigment formula that she traveled thousands of miles back to Dongshi to get it. In the end, she found out that he had used Professor Li's hand and threw it away without hesitation.

This is her character now, frequently rejecting his kindness.

but--

Let her be, she can do whatever she wants, he won't force her.

After all, there is still a long way to go.

Huo Dongming returned to the restaurant. Shang Wanwan never even looked at him, nor did she say a word about his cooking skills.

Huo Dongming found the meal tasteless.

There was no place for him here, and he knew it.

After finishing his meal, Huo Dongming stood up.

"You take them to do their homework, and I'll clean up here."

It was just a simple instruction, and Shang Wanwan just said "hmm", as if she obeyed him.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, each doing their own job, and the atmosphere was strange as a family of four.

Shang Wanwan took her two children to the room to finish their homework and then played flying chess with them. She came out when they were about to fall asleep.

Huo Dongming kept cleaning the house, and his diligence and seriousness made him look like a good househusband.

Shang Wanwan always thought that he and most men didn't know how to do housework.

But looking at the clean kitchen, the neatly arranged tableware, and the floor tiles that had been mopped so hard that a person's reflection could be seen in them, she felt like she had a new understanding of him.

It is truly admirable that the president of the Huo Group can do the housework so meticulously.

Shang Wanwan watched for a while, and Huo Shaoming, who was concentrating on wiping the table, suddenly raised his head, and his inky eyes went straight into the soft color in Shang Wanwan's eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

What he read in her eyes was not gratitude, but a sense of happiness and joy.

It was like watching a monkey show, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"It's nothing. If I tell people that President Huo cooks for us personally and even mops the floor and washes the dishes, I wonder if the news media will be interested in this."

Huo Dongming snorted softly and threw the rag in his hand onto the table.

"Are you very proud?"

He said.

Her smile made him hate it so much that his teeth itched.

"Me? What are you so proud of? Although this is my house, you don't cook for me. Your two children have mouths to feed, so what do I have to brag about?"

She lowered her folded arms and raised her chin slightly.

Huo Dongming just felt a surge of anger in his chest that he wanted to release, but he couldn't find a way to vent it.

She was definitely avenging herself for the time when she had to work like a slave for him. Even though there were servants at home, Huo Dongming still asked her to cook for him, tidy up his clothes, and even made her work on her knees.

She remembered all of this clearly.

"Do you want me to get down on my knees and serve you?"

Shang Wanwan took a few steps and almost fell when she heard Huo Dongming's low and faint voice behind her.

"W-what?"

She turned around and was held in his arms.

"You're just pretending. It seems like you hold a grudge. Why didn't I see that before?"

Where is the submissive and submissive woman five years ago?

Although he is not a male chauvinist, he lets her do housework just because he wants to experience family life and the feeling of having a wife.

He didn't necessarily want her to do it, but she did.

And I'm addicted.

If he knew that this would bring retribution, he would rather do it himself than let her, a rich lady, get up early to cook three meals a day for him and kneel down to fold his clothes.

"no."

Shang Wanwan wanted to escape, but Huo Dongming's men became even more powerful.

With one force, he pressed her down onto the long dining table.

Just like before.

"Hey - Huo Dongming, please show some respect."

Huo Dongming's eyes became darker.

The desire in my heart could no longer be controlled when I saw Shang Wanwan.

"Respect? If I respect you, where did the two people in the room come from?"

Shang Wanwan raised her hand, but was intercepted by Huo Dongming in mid-air.

"Still want to hit me?"

He let her do it again and again, maybe he's addicted to beating her.

If she develops this habit, she will definitely slap him in the face when she gets angry in public.

"You are sick, go get treatment."

Talking nonsense late at night, what if the two children wake up and see them like last time?

He is only five years old, but he already has such a huge shadow in his heart.

"It doesn't matter if you're not here. Let's go to the room."

He leaned down close to her ear.

"After all, I did the housework all night, cooked for you, fed the children, and babysat at your house. Giving me something sweet as a reward is not too much to ask, right?"