Chapter 3 Do I need to report to you?
The black business car was driving steadily.
Huo Dongming tightened his jawline and had cold and handsome eyebrows.
The assistant holds a laptop and reports his work in an orderly manner.
"Call Secretary An."
Huo Dongming interrupted his assistant.
The assistant stopped talking, dialed An Lan's phone, and passed it to Huo Dongming after the call went through.
"Wait outside. I'll be there soon."
An Lan's pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned.
His visit to see the old man ended so quickly?
Twenty minutes later, the business car stopped steadily in front of the store.
Shang Hangyuan never expected Huo Dongming to come at this time, so he quickly asked Chen Yao to pour tea for Huo Dongming.
"Wanwan said you were on a business trip and would be back home for a few days. Why haven't you gone yet?"
Huo Dongming sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.
He chatted with Shang Xingyuan with a gentle look.
"The plane was delayed, so the itinerary was changed. I'm here to pick Wanwan up."
He noticed that the bag he had given her yesterday was thrown carelessly in the living room.
The bag he gave her was worth a house.
Are you making trouble with him?
Chen Yao hurried upstairs to look for Wanwan. She was still sleeping.
The early stages of pregnancy are a time of sleepiness.
Chen Yao called her.
"Wanwan, Dongming is here to pick you up.
Her eyes were closed, and she showed no reaction.
Chen Yao vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Shaking her gently again, Shang Wanwan closed her eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice.
"I'm not feeling well. Let him go back by himself."
She buried her head in the quilt.
"Mom——"
Huo Dongming had already entered the room. Chen Yao quickly made way for him and closed the door when she left.
Shang Wanwan didn't move.
"Come with me to the old house. Grandpa called and asked me to take you with him."
Huo Dongming lowered his voice slightly.
There was an unfamiliar gentleness in his words.
The old man wants to see her.
Shang Wanwan curled her lips.
Only at this time would he talk to Yan Yuese.
"Huo Dongming, I have something to tell you. It won't be too late for us to go after you've heard it."
Shang Wanwan stood up and stood far away.
He wore a black trench coat over his straight suit, looking elegant and cool.
"Let's talk after we meet Grandpa."
Huo Dongming's voice was cold and he showed no intention of giving in.
"I'm not going."
It was her first time fucking him.
"I gave you what you wanted, don't be ungrateful."
What she wants, a bag?
In his eyes, she is a materialistic, unscrupulous woman.
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips.
Huo Dongming, what do you think of me?
The words came out of his mouth but turned into a single word without any hesitation.
"good……"
After saying goodbye to Shang Xingyuan and Chen Yao, he left with Huo Dongming.
An Lan was waiting for them by the car. His eyes fell on the platinum bag in Shang Wanwan's hand, and his breathing paused.
Mr. Huo is becoming more and more generous towards Shang Wanwan.
Shang Wanwan noticed that there was envy in An Lan's eyes.
Huo Dongming gave her the gift because he wanted something from her.
Can she carry a bag worth eight million as she pleases?
The things he gave her were managed by someone specifically assigned to her.
You must apply if you want to use it.
Mrs. Huo? What kind of Mrs. Huo is she?
She even disdained this marriage. What was a bag to her?
"For you."
An Lan was stunned.
Huo Dongming turned slightly, and his dark eyes became dim and unclear.
He just thought that Shang Wanwan was still being petty.
If she doesn't want it, let her do it.
Huo Dongming got into the car without paying any attention to Shang Wanwan behind him.
She will follow.
The atmosphere in the carriage was cramped.
Huo Dongming's tense jawline showed obvious displeasure.
An Lan held his breath, and the assistant didn't dare to speak.
The entire carriage was silent.
Shang Wanwan bit her thin lips lightly, her face looking a little haggard.
The Huo family's old house is located by the mountains and beside the water. Early winter has arrived, and the Hui-style buildings covered in snow appear even more solemn and majestic.
Just like Mr. Huo’s cold personality.
"Young Master, the old master is waiting for you in the study."
The servant respectfully led the way in front, and when the door was opened, the room was filled with the aroma of tea.
"If I didn't call you, you wouldn't come back."
The old man's voice is like a loud bell, full of momentum.
Huo Dongming walked straight to the chair and sat down. His handsome features revealed the same coldness as Old Master Huo, and his strong jawline was slightly raised.
"busy!"
"snort--"
The old man threw away the brush in his hand and only wrote half of the words on the rice paper, which were vigorous and powerful.
"What's going on with Yi Xiaxue?"
Huo Dongming's expression remained unchanged, with half of his face hidden in the shadows.
"Ordinary friends."
"Who are you trying to fool? Your wife hasn't been contacted for three years, and you're always involved in gossips. Who would dare to have a child with you?"
Mr. Huo didn't want to interfere in the affairs of young people, but since it involved the great-grandson of the Huo family, the impact would be huge.
"I know my limits."
Huo Dongming didn't want to say much about Yi Xiaxue.
The old man was pacing in the study.
Huo Dongming's hand gently rubbed the lighter back and forth.
"Don't worry, Xia Xue won't enter the Huo family. I rented an apartment for her."
Outside the study, a dead branch made a "bang" sound.
It was broken by the snow.
BANG——
The blue and white porcelain cup fell at Huo Dongming's feet, splashing tea everywhere.
"You bastard, I can turn a blind eye and let her stay until now, and I have already given you face.
Are you trying to piss me off by keeping an actor around? Yi Xiaxue can't stay. You have to find a way to deal with her yourself, or I'll help you."
Huo Dongming still maintained the same sitting posture as before, his expression unchanged.
Shang Wanwan stood at the door with a cup of hot soup in her hand.
She drank one bowl, and the servant brought another bowl to the study, and she took it.
It just so happened that the old man and Huo Dongming were talking about Yi Xiaxue.
She didn't eavesdrop on purpose; it was just a coincidence.
"I can listen to you about everything, except Yi Xiaxue."
Shang Wanwan paused, something in her heart broken.
There was a sound of something heavy falling from inside.
"For that kind of woman?"
Master Yi Xiaxue couldn't stand it, and wouldn't allow her to have a chance to take the position.
"I'll have a baby with Shang Wanwan, so let Yi Xiaxue go."
Huo Dongming spoke calmly, but every word he spoke seemed to be worth a thousand gold, all of which fell on Shang Wanwan's already broken heart.
Bang!
The soup bowl on the tray fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
She covered her aching abdomen with her hands and ran away before being discovered.
Huo Dongming pleaded for Yi Xiaxue and traded her child.
She has been looking for an opportunity these two days.
Find a chance to tell him that she is pregnant with his child.
See if there is any easing of tension between them.
Unfortunately, she was too naive.
Yi Xiaxue also has one.
Huo Dongming kept her in his golden house and spoiled her to the extreme, but treated himself as a reproductive tool.
The servant saw that her face was pale and she looked distraught, like a lifeless porcelain doll, walking forward mechanically.
"Young Madam, your shoes——"
In the middle of winter, she walked on the snow with one bare foot.
An Lan sat in the business car, the wind and snow poured in, and Shang Wanwan climbed into the car.
"Take me back."
She is so stupid.
She thought that being pregnant would consolidate her identity and status in the Huo family.
Huo Dongming would pity her for the sake of the child and even fall in love with her.
From the moment she climbed onto Huo Dongming's bed, she should have thought that she could only be his tool from beginning to end.
Huo Dongming's mother Yuan Yi wanted Huo Dongming to marry a famous and beautiful lady, so Huo Dongming married her even though his family had fallen on hard times.
The old man wanted Huo Dongming to have a baby, so Huo Dongming gave her medicine.
Now, the old man wants to get rid of Yi Xiaxue, and Huo Dongming actually uses her child as a bargaining chip.
Shang Wanwan felt a chill in her heart.
An Lan glanced at her and asked no questions.
"Drive and take my wife home."
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the whole street was blindingly white.
Shang Wanwan returned to the villa bought by Huo Dongming.
"Madam, you haven't had your period this month?"
An Lan asked from behind.
Shang Wanwan felt a flash of panic in her heart, but she quickly regained her composure.
"What do you mean?"
Days like this are enough.
"Have you taken all the medicine I gave you?"
An Lan's tone was like he was interrogating a prisoner.
"Your menstrual period is on the 10th. Aunt Zhang said you haven't used sanitary napkins this month. I want to know--"
Shang Wanwan turned around and glanced coldly at An Lan's face.
"When did Secretary An become my personal butler? Do I still need to report the private matters between us to you?"