Chapter 315 A Lover's Compromise
His words seemed to be full of poison. They were clearly just a trivial matter between a man and a woman, but coming out of his mouth they sounded like sweet love words.
Not only is it beautiful, it's also very emotional.
Like the whispers between lovers, it burst out from his throat, magnetic and extremely tempting.
Shang Wanwan resisted with all her might, but she could never escape, physically and mentally.
"Wanwan, I'll agree to anything you ask, okay?"
He has said this countless times.
Shang Wanwan resigned herself to her fate and closed her eyes.
She didn't want marriage, didn't want his confinement, and other than that, he could do whatever he wanted.
Shang Wanwan's compromise was silent, and her resistance was also silent.
They have been married for several years, and Huo Dongming knows it very well.
He pressed his lips down hard, sighing between his lips and hers.
Only at this moment did they forget the deep and irreconcilable gap between them.
Shang Wanwan originally thought that Huo Dongming was her spiritual home and harbor, but she did not expect that after finding him she discovered that she was becoming more and more homeless.
Two hours later, both of them were lying on the bed, sweating.
This time, there was no coercion, nor any resistance from her.
They comforted each other and were at least physically comfortable.
Since Shang Wanwan came back, the time they spent together was no longer disturbed by other phone calls.
Maybe there are, but Huo Dongming chooses to ignore them.
Nothing is bigger than the time he spends with his family.
The next day.
When Shang Wanwan got up, there was no one around her.
She no longer thought he was somewhere else and slowly got out of bed, stepping barefoot on the carpet.
I went quietly from the living room to the kitchen, and sure enough, I saw Huo Dongming busy at work.
He was preparing breakfast for her and the two children, which she had always cooked.
Now, she doesn't need to do anything.
In just one hour, he quickly prepared it and served it on the table.
The combination of Chinese and Western cultures brings many different styles.
Shang Wanwan sighed in her heart.
If Huo Dongming goes bankrupt one day, he can still become a five-star chef.
This world is inherently unfair.
The man managed the company to a level that no one in East City could match, and he was even good at cooking.
She remembered that she was full-term and he had only been holding a spoon for half a month.
To achieve this, what else could one have done if not having extraordinary talent?
Everyone wants to be Huo Dongming, but there is only one Huo Dongming.
"Are you up? Why don't you sleep a little longer? I can take the kids home, and you can go back to sleep."
Huo Dongming is considerate and gentle. At this moment, he is wearing a black shirt with his sleeves rolled up high.
His handsome eyes and brows had long lost all their sharpness, and only his naturally sharp facial features still retained the look he was supposed to have.
"I slept well."
Even though the two of them struggled until the early morning, at least her heart was calm and peaceful now.
"How's the exhibition going? Do you need my help?"
Huo Dongming said with concern, and Shang Wanwan immediately refused.
"It's going smoothly, and I don't need your intervention."
She really didn't want him to get involved in her work anymore.
She would appear incompetent in front of him.
Shang Wanwan was not willing to live under his wing anymore, being protected by him and receiving his favor.
During those years in the United States, she became a world-class jewelry designer based on her own abilities and skills, without claiming to be named after anyone or claiming to be anyone's wife.
She got what she wanted without any favors from anyone.
Her designs are selling like crazy all over the world, and Christina has become a brand.
"Okay, let me know when you need me."
He was always available to serve her and do her bidding.
Shang Wanwan knew and understood.
It was her greatest joy that he did not interfere in her affairs.
After washing up, the two children came out to have breakfast.
They got used to the taste provided by Huo Dongming and enjoyed the food very much.
Huo Dongming asked Shang Wanwan to take care of her own things and he would take care of the child.
The exhibition hall had just been almost decorated, and Shang Wanwan did have a lot of things to do, so she stopped arguing with him.
On the first day of the exhibition, Chen Xin delivered all of Mrs. Chen's paintings.
During the years that Shang Wanwan was abroad, J arranged for people to transport some of her paintings back to the country.
In an exhibition hall of several hundred square meters, she still had too few things.
In addition, the works that Mrs. Chen has accumulated over the years fit perfectly in the exhibition hall.
And her favorite picture of mother and daughter.
Chen Xin originally wanted to keep it, but thought that her second sister might like it more, so she kept another painting as a souvenir and gave away the rest.
On the day of the exhibition, Li Luo also came.
Two large flower baskets were delivered, and we were very happy.
Until Chen Xin showed up, Li Luo's face darkened and he was about to leave.
"Luoluo——"
Shang Wanwan called her, tears in her eyes, and finally changed her words.
"Big sister."
Li Luo trembled in his voice: "You know?"
Shang Wanwan didn't want the visitors who would come later to see them, so she took them to the back office and closed the door.
"Sister, Mom is already dead, why are you so stubborn?"
Those words were said by Chen Xin.
Li Luo didn't want to listen.
Coldly: "What do you know? Of course you think it's nothing."
She had a lot of grievances but nowhere to complain.
Chen Xin felt sad.
He is not like ordinary children who can vent their emotions at will.
"Luoluo, sister."
Shang Wanwan held Li Luo's hand, her eyes filled with mist.
Li Luo looked at Shang Wanwan, but couldn't bear to say many words.
She can hurt anyone, but she can't hurt Shang Wanwan.
"Wanwan, don't meddle in my affairs. You can't understand."
Li Luo still cannot get over the fact that the Chen couple abandoned her and her sisters.
"You may not remember the orphanage a long time ago. But I still remember it. You were taken away when you were so young. I grew up in that dirty and terrible environment. If I hadn't been smart, I might have died."
She thought about how she had almost been assaulted because of her bad temper and often locked up Xiao Hei. Even now, she would wake up inexplicably when she heard thunder.
These are all shadows left over from childhood.
Without those terrible experiences, she would not have lived insecurely all her life.
She would not distrust people, would not refuse to agree to Jin Jingxiao's request at the beginning, and would not have enough courage to be with him.
Li Luo was abandoned, and everything he did was instinctively for self-preservation.
Because of this, she lost the most important person in her life.
She couldn't forgive those parents, no matter what the reason was.
"I am not you. I cannot stand in your shoes, think for you, or speak for you. I have lived with my parents since I was a child, and have never experienced any hardships.
Li Luo, I really don't have the qualifications to advise you, nor do I have the qualifications to ask you. But, I want to ask you as an ordinary person.
Dad, he is dying. Without Mom, he can't live anymore. He has only one wish, to see you before he dies."