Chapter 293 I've already thought of how I'll die in the future

Wu Zhengyang is sincere, and Shang Wanwan can feel it.

She doesn't care whether others make money from her. That's just how society is.

She should be careful with people who really have no intentions towards her, because they might be scammers.

Although the 500-square-meter venue is large, Shang Wanwan is very satisfied because she can see the whole thing at a glance because there is no obstruction or partition.

"Ms. Yao, it's almost lunch time. How about we have a meal together?"

Wu Zhengyang used an inquiring tone. Whenever he was with Shang Wanwan, he was always polite. No matter what the invitation was, he tried his best not to let her feel that he had other intentions.

A divorced woman with children is always on guard against men. If he wants to pursue her, he has to wait until the day she is willing to let down her guard.

From the first time he saw Shang Wanwan, Wu Tianyang was struck by her beauty.

Shang Wanwan's appearance and temperament make her the most beautiful and artistic woman he has met in recent years.

He is already an adult, and his family urged him to go on a blind date last month. Men in the industry that Wu Zhengyang works in have very high requirements for their partners.

He not only pursues physical pleasure, but also a high degree of spiritual compatibility is his criterion for choosing a partner.

After searching for so many years, Wu Zhengyang finally found the goddess of his dreams. The only flaw was that she was divorced and had children.

But it doesn't matter, he can afford it.

As long as I can marry the beauty and win Shang Wanwan's heart, I will pay any price.

Shang Wanwan had no idea what Wu Zhengyang was thinking, she just thought he was a nice guy worth working with.

"Let me treat you. You've helped me so much, so I should treat you to a meal. Don't call me Miss Yao anymore. Call me Yao Lin, and I'll call you Zheng Yang. Is that okay?"

Shang Wanwan didn't think this was abrupt.

Wu Zhengyang couldn't get what he wanted.

"No problem, but men should still pay for meals. It doesn't make sense to let women pay. When we make our first pot of gold, you will definitely be there for the celebration party that night."

Wu Zhengyang jokingly rejected her kindness with all his might, and Shang Wanwan couldn't refuse it.

Shang Wanwan felt guilty, and there were several times when she almost blurted out to tell Wu Zhengyang that she was not poor. She had nearly 100 million yuan in savings and a bungalow worth tens of millions of yuan in her account.

Seeing Wu Zhengyang's full confidence and trust in her, Shang Wanwan finally put away her remaining conscience.

Forget it, I'd better not say it.

To avoid unnecessary complications, I can tell him slowly later.

Moreover, the two of them were business partners, and she had her own personal secrets, so there was no need for her to tell him in so much detail.

After coming out of the mall, Wu Zhengyang asked Shang Wan to take his car that night.

He planned to take her to a nice French restaurant for lunch.

The two of them were talking and laughing. Wu Tianyang tried his best to say something to make Shang Wanwan happy. The smile on Shang Wanwan's face never stopped.

Not far away, a black commercial vehicle parked right opposite where they were leaving the house, allowing Shang Wanwan and Wu Zhengyang to be seen clearly.

Huo Dongming saw through the car window that his ex-wife was coming out of the mall with a new man she had just met. The man even helped her tuck the hair on her shoulders behind her ears.

He had done this before, with deep affection and love for his wife.

Huo Dongming clenched his fists, and veins on his forehead throbbed.

Special Assistant Zhou, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw through the rearview mirror why President Huo had such a murderous look on his face. He was really worried that in the next second President Huo would personally rush over and drag the man out to beat him up.

After following Mr. Huo for so many years, Special Assistant Zhou felt that this was the first time he felt aggrieved.

Which man could tolerate seeing his wife going out with another man? Not only did Mr. Huo tolerate it, he didn't even say a word.

Special Assistant Zhou felt a strange and depressing atmosphere in the carriage. Mr. Huo must be angry and sad now.

He sighed in relief. Who could he blame for this? If Mr. Huo had been nicer to Mrs. Huo in the past, she wouldn't have to endure such bullying now.

"Mr. Huo, they're gone."

Special Assistant Zhou watched Mrs. Huo get into the man's car. The car was moving so fast that the rear was almost invisible, but Mr. Huo still hadn't given any orders.

Should I follow or not? If not, what are you doing here? You're not here to watch others show off their wealth and get mad at them.

"Follow him."

The car had disappeared, and Huo Dongming finally spoke.

"Okay."

After Special Assistant Zhou finished speaking, he realized whether his tone was too excited. He was thinking about Mr. Huo and he couldn't sound like he was gloating.

"I mean, got it."

Special Assistant Zhou felt a sharp gaze like a knife sweeping across his back, and he was frightened and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

God, that's not what he meant.

Huo Dongming sat in the back seat without saying a word, his face ashen and his expression extremely ugly, as if a loved one had died.

Ever since the old man knew that Shang Wanwan was not dead and had returned to Dongshi, he had been urging him to bring Shang Wanwan home.

How can she go back to the old house with him when she's been having fun with other men outside?

Grandpa still doesn’t know that Shang Wanwan set three rules for him, and from now on the man and the woman’s family will not interfere with each other.

Huo Dongming didn't dare tell his old man the truth, for fear that he would be chased and beaten with a cane.

The death of my wife is a natural disaster and a man-made calamity, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Being dumped is another matter.

Naturally, the old man would not stand on his side. The old man was still brooding over Qin Meng's matter, and he dared not let the old man know too much.

Special Assistant Zhou tried his best to catch up with the car in front. Fortunately, Wu Zhengyang was driving while chatting. He was not in a hurry to get to the restaurant quickly. He wanted to have more space with Shang Wanwan to get to know each other.

Men and women in love always create sparks unintentionally. Wu Zhengyang is very smart. He thinks that a beauty like Shang Wanwan must have no shortage of suitors, so he wants to make his pursuit a natural and inevitable process.

Shang Wanwan talked with Wu Zhengyang about many things related to painting and briefly mentioned Mrs. Chen.

She regretted that she had to flee from Dongshi.

Now Mrs. Chen is gone, and she didn't even see her for the last time.

"It turns out that Miss Yao's mother is also a painter. How respectable."

Seeing that Shang Wanwan didn't talk about personal matters anymore, the topic turned to painting and Wu Zhengyang didn't ask any more questions.

She was willing to talk to him about her life and family. Wu Zhengyang felt that their relationship had taken a step forward and he became more confident.

The two of them had no idea that Huo Dongming's car was following them.

Twenty minutes later, the car left the main road and entered the inner road.

The French restaurant that Wu Zhengyang had booked for a business dinner was also in sight.

"Princess, please get out of the car."

When they arrived at the destination, Wu Zhengyang couldn't wait to turn to the other side to greet Shang Wanwan. He extended his hand like a gentleman. Shang Wanwan was embarrassed and placed her hand lightly in his palm. He helped her get out of the car.

Wu Zhengyang was very tactful. He let go of Shang Wanwan's hand after she got off the car.

In a place where he couldn't see, the moment his hand touched Shang Wanwan, Huo Dongming had already thought of how he would die in the future.