Chapter 270 Unless you return our first child

"I make a living by my own ability, what is shame? Does following you mean I am noble? Who knew me five years ago? Who knows Christina five years later."

She is no one's vassal and will never be anyone's plaything again.

"So what? You still have to go to the world of men to make a living, deal with them, and be manipulated by them. Shang Wanwan, I don't mind you wanting to be a strong woman, but have you considered your own worth?"

Unfortunately, Shang Wanwan now simply won’t pay any attention to what he says.

"I haven't considered it. I just know that painting is my hobby. It's the only thing my mother passed on to me. Huo Dongming, I tell you solemnly, my name is Shang Wanwan, or Chen Wanwan, no matter what my name is, it will not be your last name."

She reached out and wiped away her tears, her eyes filled with a stubborn refusal to compromise.

Huo Dongming felt a pang of pain in his heart. He was not angry because she went against him, but he felt sorry for her.

Wouldn't it be good to hide under his wings? If she went out to fight, she would suffer losses sooner or later as she was a woman.

"Huo Dongming, I am not a bird in a cage that you can do whatever you want with. My affairs have nothing to do with you. Please stay away from me."

She sobbed softly, but couldn't shake off Huo Dongming's hand.

"That's enough. Being willful won't bring you any good. Fine, I won't help you, and I promise to stay away from your career. At least you have to ensure your own safety. Do you know who Mrs. Meng is? Do you know who Mr. Rong is who brought you here today?

The trap they set up is specifically to trap people like you who are eager for quick success and instant benefits. Once you fall into their trap, you will become a tool for them to make money. You yourself have experienced ups and downs here. What kind of confidence makes you feel that you are different from others? "

Huo Dongming's concern was not fake. If he had been able to let her know that he cared about her at all costs five years ago, she would not have become so hungry today.

Shang Wanwan said a lot, telling Huo Dongming everything that had been suppressed in her heart for the past five years.

She didn't need understanding, she just wanted him to stay away from her.

"Huo Dongming, my mother is dead. Mrs. Chen, she is dead. It was too late for me to know that she was my mother. As a daughter, I have no chance to be with her. If it weren't for me, she would not have committed suicide."

Shang Wanwan went to see Chen Rongsheng, and he looked much older than before.

I heard from the servant that his hair turned white overnight.

Seeing Shang Wanwan, he was not surprised and even blamed her. When she asked her what she was doing there, she heard hatred in Chen Rongsheng's words.

Mrs. Chen suffered from depression in her early years. Later, she found her daughter but couldn't recognize her. In addition, Shang Wanwan's death was such a great blow to her, and Li Luo refused to recognize her.

Chen Rongsheng, his wife and son sold all their properties in Dongshi and returned to his hometown Suzhou, where they lived a secluded life.

I never expected...

Huo Dongming felt a pain in his heart. He wanted to hold her in his arms again, but Shang Wanwan struggled so hard that he couldn't hold her back.

"It has nothing to do with you..."

He wanted to comfort her, but Shang Wanwan didn't listen.

"Huo Dongming, I was the daughter she had been looking for for more than 20 years, and I died in front of her. She held on for five years, but finally passed away. If I hadn't married you, I wouldn't have been so cruel to her."

Shang Wanwan finally said the words that Huo Dongming feared the most.

"I am in such a miserable state today because of you. I will never forgive you."

She was pulled back, and Huo Dongming was afraid that she would run out sadly and something would happen.

If something happens to her, he will never forgive himself.

"Wait, let me take you back."

Shang Wanwan shook off his hand, took two steps and sprained her ankle in her high heels, and was carried directly on Huo Dongming's shoulders.

"Put me down."

She was furious.

Huo Dongming said in a deep voice: "Shang Wanwan, don't force me to kiss you in the hotel lobby. You know there are paparazzi and gossipy people everywhere. If you make trouble again, we will be on the headlines tomorrow. Mrs. Huo is back from the dead, and the president and his wife of the Huo Group are reunited. See if you like this headline."

He was threatening her again, and Shang Wanwan was so angry that she wanted to bite his shoulder.

Huo Dongming didn't even frown this time. Shang Wanwan finally calmed down, leaned on his shoulder, and sobbed softly.

She was so sad because her mother had passed away and her biological father treated her like a stranger.

She will never forget that Chen Rongsheng asked her to return to her own life and not bother him again.

If she had gone back a few days earlier, her mother might not have died.

The only thing she could cherish was the talent for painting that she inherited from Mrs. Chen.

She still remembers her mother once said that her favorite thing was painting.

If she wants to have two daughters, let her do as she pleases.

She would never see her mother again.

Shang Wanwan was like a puppet, indifferently carried into the car by Huo Dongming.

Along the way, he held her tightly. Shang Wanwan was tired and too lazy to struggle anymore.

Huo Dongming stroked her shoulders gently and gave her a deep kiss on the forehead.

"Your mother's affairs have nothing to do with you. Even if you come back and she sees it, if she chooses to end her life, anything can become a trigger."

Shang Wanwan's body seemed to be drained of strength, and she murmured: "What about my adoptive father and brother, should they die? Huo Dongming, tell me——"

She sobbed in his arms. The most helpless thing is to know that the person in front of you has hurt you but you can't do anything about it.

"Whether you believe it or not, the death of your adoptive father and Shang Yecheng has nothing to do with me. I will not really do anything to them. Shang Wanwan, when will you really open your eyes and see who is the one who treats you well?"

She was heartbroken, he knew.

But he didn't want to be wrongly accused.

"Are you trying to say that person was you?"

Shang Wanwan's tears kept flowing down.

"Huo Dongming, do you know how much I regret meeting you? If I hadn't known you, the people around me wouldn't have disappeared one by one. You deny that you have anything to do with their deaths. Have you forgotten how you used them to threaten me back then?

You want me to come back to you, no matter what. I gave you chances again and again, but you pushed me to the point where I had no way out. Now you tell me that you are the best person to me. Is there anyone as good as you in the world?"

Shang Wanwan's words were full of sarcasm, and she was laughing and crying at the same time.

If she hit him or scolded him, he could still accept it.

But she just cried and her whole body was shaking. Huo Dongming could do nothing except hold her tightly.

"Give me a chance to make amends, no matter what you want or what you ask for. Wanwan, please—"

Huo Dongming regretted it very much. During the years since she left, he had not spent a single day without regret.

"No, I have no demands on you. My heart has long been dead. Huo Dongming, don't dream that our relationship will improve. You ask how you can compensate me, unless my adoptive father and brother come back, unless my biological mother comes back to life. Unless you give me back eight years of my youth."

Her eyes were bloodshot, and even in the darkness one could still feel the strong hatred coming from the bottom of her heart.

"Unless—you return our first child as well."