Chapter 254 I'm not here to give you free tribute

He pressed her down, showing no intention of letting go.

Shang Wanwan blushed and spat.

"Can you think of something else?"

Can he think somewhere else?

"You are a single man and a single woman, and you think I just want to talk to you about life. We are divorced, and you don't think I am here to make a free tribute to you."

Shang Wanwan felt that he could be even more shameless.

"I only ate a few bites of the food you cooked. How about I spit it out to you?"

Shang Wanwan's words caused Huo Dongming to laugh.

"If I spit out the food you once cooked for me, would you like it?"

Shang Wanwan glared at him.

"What do you want?"

"I've said it before, a man who eats someone's food will be grateful for what he has received. I'll just take some of the prizes I want. If you don't give me all of them, just give me a little bit to enjoy."

He was so shameless that he refused to let go, and she was completely helpless.

For the first time, Shang Wanwan realized that if Huo Dongming acted like a rogue, he would be more troublesome than a gangster.

With this kind of character, how can he be considered as the president?

"I can't do it. Huo Dongming, people can't help themselves if they have feelings. You are forcing me."

She didn't want him to touch her, and she would not let him get what he wanted. He had so many women outside.

"Then, I'll step back. Give me a kiss?"

It's a very small request.

He really wanted to do it with her, but he was having a hard time holding back.

Who wouldn't want to devour the entire plate of delicious food when they see it?

If she doesn't let him, can't he just give it a light taste?

When looking at plums, thirst is quenched.

"Huo Dongming, this is boring."

What's wrong with a kiss?

Her bottom line with him is that it cannot be touched anywhere.

The relationship between the two ends as parents of two children, nothing more.

Not even as friends.

Any one of his past actions would be enough to cause her pain for days and nights.

Those roads were full of thorns, and if she walked on them again she would be asking for trouble.

"have--"

And it means a lot to him.

"I love you, very much--"

His sudden expression surprised Shang Wanwan a little.

Huo Dongming kept staring into her eyes, hoping to see something in them. Happiness, surprise, or hatred were all expressions of emotions.

However--

He was disappointed.

Shang Wanwan just looked at him as if he was a lunatic.

She even reached out and gently touched his forehead.

"I don't have a fever. Can you let me up now?"

Huo Dongming wanted to continue pestering her when he heard some movement in the living room.

The two of them quickly separated, Shang Wanwan walked out, and Yaoyao got up to find some water to drink.

fortunately--

Shang Wanwan was very angry. She had told him to stop making trouble, but he just wouldn't listen.

"If you do this again next time, don't come here again."

After feeding Yaoyao some water, she sent her back to her room to sleep. When she came out, she saw Huo Dongming sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a somewhat fierce tone.

Huo Dongming did not reply to her. He remained silent for a long time and then stood up to get his coat.

"I'm going back. Be careful and close the doors and windows. Don't open the door if someone knocks. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

He walked out with big strides, put his hand on the door handle, and turned back.

"I have already negotiated with the hospital about Yaoyao's admission. I can take her with me tomorrow."

After explaining this, he left.

Shang Wanwan closed the door as she was told, feeling a little heavy in her heart.

Soon, she put these emotions aside.

During this time she had to prepare for her own art exhibition, and she was relieved that Huo Dongming had arranged Yaoyao's school.

She came to Dong City to get her son back, not to reconcile with Huo Dongming.

Three years of marriage also made her realize that as a woman, the more she loves a man, the more she needs to be independent.

When a woman has no love and no money, she will experience the greatest evil in the world.

A man will love you for a moment, but if you want him to love you forever, you must be prepared to be hurt at any time.

The beautiful fairy tale ends with the marriage of the prince and the princess, but has anyone ever written about the messy life they live after marriage?

After dying and coming back to life, she felt like she was reborn, both physically and mentally.

I will never live for a man again.

Shang Wanwan went out wearing a simple and elegant long dress.

When she arrived at the cafe, Mrs. Meng was already waiting for her.

"Are you Miss Yao Lin?"

It was the first time that Mrs. Meng met Shang Wanwan. When she saw her in person, she was astounded by her beauty.

She is a loyal follower of Christina's works.

I have only heard of her but never seen her. I thought that the person who could design such high-end works must be an older woman with life experience, but I didn't expect her to be so young.

"Hello, Mrs. Meng."

Shang Wanwan sat down opposite Mrs. Meng.

Mrs. Meng stared at her for a few seconds and then returned to stirring the coffee in her hand.

She chuckled: "I didn't expect Miss Yao to be so young."

Shang Wanwan said calmly, "Mrs. Meng is overjoyed."

She chatted with Mrs. Meng for a while, and she was impressed by Shang Wanwan's expertise and insights into jewelry design.

But when it came to the art exhibition, Mrs. Meng was a little hesitant.

"I can't guarantee that I can invite everyone from East City's upper class, but I'll try my best."

Mrs. Meng took a sip of coffee and stared at Shang Wanwan.

"Ms. Yao, I will do my best to help you. But I kindly remind you that East City is like other cities, or the entire society is full of the same values. Without fame and status, nothing will work here."

Mrs. Meng is not like other people who hide many things. She is relatively straightforward in her words.

"I know. I'm new to East City and I'm not familiar with this place. I have to rely on Mrs. Meng for help."

Shang Wanwan took out a set of jewelry she had newly designed from her bag and presented it to Mrs. Meng.

When she opened it, Mrs. Meng's already bright eyes became even brighter.

"This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope Mrs. Meng will not object to it."

Mrs. Meng looked at the aquamarine diamond in front of her. The most valuable thing here is not the jewelry itself, but its design.

You know, Christina's works are few but fine, and she has been quite famous in East Market in the past two years, but very few people can get the finished products.

It is said that there will be no more than five.

"How can I do this?"

"Mrs. Meng, things are nothing. I am sincere in making friends."

Mrs. Meng really liked it and accepted it.

"Your design is unique and only popular among noble ladies. However, if an art exhibition wants to be recognized by the upper class, in addition to the value of the art itself, the more important thing is the complicated interests involved. Miss Yao, I will do my best."

While the two were talking, several well-dressed men walked out of a private room in the cafe.

The leader walked with steady steps, his face was cold, but he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him. He was followed by several bodyguards, and behind him also followed several well-dressed people who looked like they were also elites of the upper class.

Mrs. Meng stood up immediately when she saw the man, with admiration and naked interest in the man in her eyes.

"Ms. Yao, please sit down for a while. I'll say hello to someone."

Regardless of what Shang Wanwan said, Mrs. Meng walked straight towards the man.

When the man saw her, his expression was as indifferent as ever.

"Mr. Huo, long time no see."