Chapter 259 Even if it happened, it doesn’t mean anything

Huo Dongming listened to her threats without moving.

Her attitude had long made him lose all expectations and hopes for their future.

His heart became extremely cold.

"Can."

He agreed.

What he wanted was simple. If he couldn't get her heart, then he would get her body.

She was the one who closed the last door between them, so don't blame him for closing his heart again.

Shang Wanwan slowly left the dark corner. The light from the banquet hall illuminated her face little by little. Compared to the hustle and bustle inside, the area closest to the door was quiet.

The night was getting darker, and there was a security guard standing at the door, so she walked quickly forward.

She knew that Huo Dongming would find the right time to catch up, and he would not let her out of his sight again, and she didn't dare to do so.

When Huo Dongming got in the car, Shang Wanwan leaned her back against the seat. Huo Dongming also got on the back seat, so she kept a certain distance from him.

"You didn't think we were going to have a chat when we went to the hotel later, did you? Why are you sitting so far away?"

He stretched out his hand and tried to pull her into his arms. The light from the East City streets occasionally crossed Shang Wanwan's dark face, and his expression was cold and inhuman.

"Even if it happens, it doesn't mean anything."

Shang Wanwan's cold words struck Huo Dongming's heart heavily. His hand froze in mid-air and finally fell down powerlessly.

She refused any attempt to deepen her relationship with him, and Huo Dongming could not change her mind no matter how hard he tried.

Special Assistant Zhou drove the car to the hotel and watched Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo enter the hotel one after another. Why did he feel that the couple looked like they were having an affair?

Besides, why are you staying at the hotel so late instead of going home? Is it more exciting to play outside?

Special Assistant Zhou was puzzled and turned the car around and drove away.

Mr. Huo told him to send the children to school tomorrow and then pick them up.

So, the two of them came to the hotel to book a room?

It's really hard to understand the thoughts of rich people.

Shang Wanwan took the room card and went straight to the presidential suite, and Huo Dongming followed her in.

After he went in, he locked the door, and Shang Wanwan glanced at him indifferently.

"Will you wash first or should I?"

It was just a routine statement, and Huo Dongming was slightly puzzled.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Shang Wanwan spoke directly.

"I'll go first. Wait for me half an hour."

She opened the bathroom door and went in. It was not until the sound of water was heard from inside that Huo Dongming came back to his senses.

Because of what she did just now, his mind went blank.

They don't look like a married couple at all, it feels like a transaction.

Huo Dongming sat on the soft big bed, staring at the graceful figure emerging from the frosted door with deep eyes. For a moment, he actually lost all desire.

Because he had once again grasped her soft spot and forced her to submit to him, and she compromised as he wished, Huo Dongming was not happy at this moment.

The woman inside was once his most gentle wife and the woman he loved most in bed.

However, her attitude just now seemed that they were strangers who came to the hotel to do dirty and unspeakable things. This feeling really made Huo Dongming very uncomfortable.

He came to his senses and walked towards the bathroom, but he put his hand on the door handle and couldn't turn it.

Shang Wanwan locked the door from the inside.

Huo Dongming found it even more boring.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened.

Shang Wanwan was wearing a bathrobe and holding a towel in her hand, wiping her wet hair as she walked out.

"It's your turn. It's late, hurry up."

She urged him.

Huo Dongming opened his lips slightly, his throat feeling a little dry.

"Let's talk."

Let's talk about it, this is not the feeling he wants.

What he wanted was that kind of passionate interaction, not the way she was doing.

"Talk about what? Do you want it or not?"

There was a hint of anger between Shang Wanwan's brows.

It was he who blocked her in the banquet hall and wanted to do something bad to her, and it was he who suggested coming to the hotel.

A man brings a woman to a hotel not just for a few seconds of happiness, but for something else. She was very unhappy because he was so hesitant.

After all, she had two children at home, and in order to keep Wu Zhengyang's promise, she sent them to his villa to be taken care of by Zhang's mother.

Unexpectedly, the deal didn't work out in the end, and they ended up having a one-night stand in a hotel.

Do they still act like parents?

"Yes, but not like this."

He wasn't out to make a deal. What he wanted was love and her sincerity towards him.

He just felt a knot of pain in his heart. Even though she looked very sexy and alluring when she just came out of the shower and wiped her hair, Huo Dongming felt sad.

Why have they ended up like this?

Do they still look like the couple they once were?

"Huo Dongming, you have changed. You were not like this before. Either you hurry up or let me go back."

Shang Wanwan held back her anger and didn't throw the towel in her hand to the ground.

"Come here."

Huo Dongming knew that no matter how much he tried to express his feelings to her, it would be useless. He reached out to her, but Shang Wanwan gave him a rejecting look.

"No, go take a shower. I can't stand being all sweaty."

Huo Dongming watched her take the hair dryer to the mirror with disdainful eyes, not taking him seriously at all.

He doesn't smell when he sweats, he takes a shower every day, and changes his clothes every day.

There was nothing to dislike about her, and he was a germaphobe, so there was no way he would be dirty.

Huo Dongming stood up and went into the bathroom obediently.

The sound of running water could not cover up the sound of the hair dryer. Huo Dongming rushed out quickly. Shang Wanwan was still blowing her long, shiny black hair in front of the mirror.

Her hair was already down to her waist, and sometimes she wanted to just cut it off so she wouldn't have to blow dry it for an hour after every shower.

"Let me do it."

Huo Dongming walked behind her and took the hair dryer.

"No, I'll do it myself."

"Your hair is too long and too thick, and you can't reach many places at the back by yourself. I'll help you faster, dear—"

Huo Dongming coaxed her like a child, and before Shang Wanwan could hesitate, the hair dryer had already been snatched away by him.

He carefully scooped up her long hair and blew it carefully.

Shang Wanwan sat down in front of the mirror. Huo Dongming's tall figure was as handsome and charming as he was five years ago. As he grew older, his already noble and imposing temperament became more mature, making him even more seductive.

pity--

Shang Wanwan is immune to him.

No matter how charming Huo Dongming was, he could no longer shake her heart. From the moment she left, her heart was dead.

He stood behind her, ruffled her hair and blew it dry. After a while, the noisy sound finally stopped and Shang Wanwan felt much quieter.

"Okay."

He put the hair dryer back to its place. Shang Wanwan had her jet-black hair draped behind her. In the mirror, she had red lips and white teeth. After taking a shower, her skin was so white that it glowed. She was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

She stood up, turned around and ran into Huo Dongming's arms who had not left yet.

Huo Dongming hugged her instinctively. Shang Wanwan raised her eyes and their eyes met. Huo Dongming's deep eyes seemed to be able to bewitch people's souls, firmly locking onto Shang Wanwan's beautiful and misty eyes.

For a moment, the room was so quiet that the only sound was the two people's heartbeats.