Chapter 285: Huo Dongming and the others, will you choose one?

There was a slight dampness at the corners of her eyes.

Shang Wanwan pretended to accidentally drop the spoon on the ground, bent down and picked it up to wipe away her tears.

She had not yet had the chance to let Mrs. Chen know that she was actually alive, and had not yet brought her two children back to find her biological mother and call her "Mom" in person.

Li Luo told her the news through a message. After her fake death, Chen Rongsheng took his wife back to his hometown Suzhou to recuperate. He also sold his company and lived a secluded life with the money.

Everyone in the upper class knew that Mrs. Chen had passed away.

Li Luo is in the circle, so he is naturally more informed.

Shang Wanwan's mood calmed down a little.

Mrs. Meng found nothing.

"Mrs. Meng, I'm sorry."

"No, I'm not working for you for nothing. Don't say it's a trouble. Say it's a pleasure to work with you."

Mrs. Meng picked up the coffee cup in her hand and clinked glasses with Shang Wanwan.

"But having said that, if this path doesn't work for you, you can still consider Huo Dongming. If you regret it, I will introduce him to you. I have a good relationship with him, and he will definitely help."

Mrs. Meng was still a little bit unwilling to give up, she hoped to have a chance to meet Huo Dongming, and this opportunity fell on Shang Wanwan.

She has seen Shang Wanwan's paintings and they are very good.

If this woman is really given a platform, she will definitely become famous. She even hopes that Shang Wanwan can be the matchmaker between her and Huo Dongming.

A man like that, even if you don't have the chance to grow old with him, at least one night with him would be something you'd reminisce about for the rest of your life.

Mrs. Meng is already a divorced woman. She can find anyone she likes.

"Mrs. Meng, I won't look for Huo Dongming."

How could Shang Wanwan accept Huo Dongming's arrangement?

She threw away all the rare raw material formulas that Professor Li had. Painting was her dream and the only thing her mother pursued throughout her life.

When the news of her mother's death came out, she did not go to see her off for the last time.

Shang Wanwan does not have the courage to face death. If there is still something she can do for Mrs. Chen, it is to pass on and carry forward her genes.

Mrs. Meng looked at her for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, I won't force you. It's a deal. We'll see each other the day after tomorrow night."

Shang Wanwan and Mrs. Meng walked to the door of the cafe together and saw her get into the car with their own eyes.

After the roar of the sports car, Mrs. Meng sped away.

A few minutes after she left, a black commercial vehicle stopped in front of Shang Wanwan.

Huo Dongming's face appeared in the half-lowered car window.

"Get in the car."

Shang Wanwan shook the key in her hand.

"I drove here, no need."

He didn't insist, but said something that made Shang Wanwan hesitate.

"It's almost time to pick up the kids, don't you want to go see them?"

To the mother, this was an irresistible reason.

Shang Wanwan got into the back seat. Huo Dongming glanced at her in the rearview mirror, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove away.

They drove their car to the parking lot outside the kindergarten and waited outside to pick up their child like an ordinary pair of parents.

But Shang Wanwan always kept her distance from Huo Dongming, which made him very angry.

Just now in the cafe, Mrs. Meng kept sending him hints, but Shang Wanwan remained indifferent. She even openly refused to give him face and rejected his kindness.

If she hadn't been there, Huo Dongming would not have bothered to talk to a woman like Mrs. Meng.

When the time came, Shang Wanwan and Huo Dongming got into the car with their children.

Yaoyao had no aversion to the new school and quickly adjusted in.

Shang Wanwan was surprised. She thought Yaoyao would not be used to the kindergarten in Dongshi City since she grew up in the United States, but she didn't expect that she was very happy in school.

The two children sat in the back seat and excitedly talked about everything at school. Huo Dongming found that his son, who had always been very quiet, had been talking more and more recently.

"Want to hold an art exhibition?"

Huo Dongming tried to stir up the conversation.

Shang Wanwan seemed to have heard nothing.

She was too stubborn to ask for his help.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become dull, Huo Dongming stopped talking.

After a few days, Shang Wanwan's hand was almost healed.

Huo Dongming disappeared automatically without her reminder.

When the time arrived for the appointment with Mrs. Meng, Shang Wanwan was wearing a beautiful long dress, with her shoulder-length hair hanging down naturally, looking pure and sexy.

She sent the two children to Huo Dongming's home to be taken care of by Zhang's mother, and simply told Zhang's mother that she had something to do and would come to pick them up later.

Shang Wanwan arrived neither too early nor too late. Mrs. Meng booked a large private room in a star-rated hotel and invited more than a dozen famous figures in East City.

When Shang Wanwan stepped into this place, many men immediately showed surprised expressions in their eyes.

"Yao Lin, you are finally here. Come, come, let me introduce you. This is my best friend, Miss Yao Lin. You should have heard of her English name - Christina.

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Mrs. Meng started praising Shang Wanwan right away. In fact, more people were amazed by her beauty. Some even gasped when they saw her. It had been five years, and it wasn't like no one had seen Mrs. Huo back then.

"Has Miss Yao been to East Market before? She looks familiar."

Mr. Rong from Xiangyun Real Estate noticed something. Why does Yao Lin look so much like Mrs. Huo?

Shang Wanwan met several people at Huo Dongming's banquet, and Mr. Rong was one of them.

"I grew up in the United States, got married and have a daughter there. This is my first time in East City."

She said a few words indifferently, and President Rong didn't ask any more questions.

Her experience was inconsistent with what he thought Mrs. Huo was. Those who were interested in Shang Wanwan all looked at her. Of course, there were also a few bootlickers around Mrs. Meng.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started. I suggest that we drink from my side in a circle. We'll take care of the ladies, and you guys can do whatever you want."

Mr. Yuan on the side took the lead and Mrs. Meng followed.

"Why, do you look down on us women? Let's drink, who's afraid of who?"

Shang Wanwan looked a little upset, so Mrs. Meng pulled her hand away and said softly, "Yao Lin, since you're here, let's be frank.

There is no free lunch in this world. We are just drinking with them and we don't need to do anything else. You are still you. I won't do anything that will lead you into danger, unless you want to do it yourself. Be smart. If you don't sleep with them, don't even drink, and don't socialize, who will pay for your business?"

Mrs. Meng didn't say much, but every word she said made sense.

Shang Wanwan felt upset. It was not her intention to participate in such a situation, so she decided not to stay.

Mrs. Meng couldn't help her here, but she could think of other ways.

"Ms. Yao, come on. This is our first meeting, so I'll drink a glass and you can drink half. I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

Mr. Huang, who runs an overseas brand clothing business, fell in love with Shang Wanwan the moment she came in.

They said they were here to eat, but in fact they were here just to have some fun and see if there was anyone they liked.

"I'm sorry, I can't drink it."

Shang Wanwan's face turned cold. If she had known that Mrs. Meng had lied to her, she would not have come to this meal.

But Mrs. Meng held her back.

"You're being stupid once again and acting like a spoiled brat. If you had agreed to Huo Dongming, you wouldn't have to accompany them. It's not that I won't help you. You have to choose between Huo Dongming and these people."

Mrs. Meng had a hunch that Shang Wanwan would not leave.

But Shang Wanwan refused to swallow this humiliation. She would rather choose between drinking with someone and talking about her own affairs or begging Huo Dongming.

"Okay, I'll drink it."