Chapter 336 I Really Cared

Shang Wanwan was moved and hugged him gently, feeling mixed emotions.

It’s hard to tell who is right or wrong in a relationship, but if it’s really heartbreaking, it only means that you really cared.

She knew that her seriousness did not lead to loving the wrong person.

He returned her true feelings, but women are often sensitive and fragile creatures.

There were many misunderstandings between them, which eventually led to their separation.

fortunately--

Love has returned to the starting point. They had misunderstandings, but they never missed each other. Compared with those who were separated by life and death, they are much better off.

"I won't be able to paint if you keep harassing me like this."

After returning home, she worked on the picture carefully for more than half an hour. Her mind was in a mess when he came.

"Then don't draw. Wait until you feel inspired to pick up the pen."

After Huo Dongming finished speaking, he suddenly pinched her waist. Shang Wanwan frowned slightly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

"Your hands can be used for painting."

The doctor kept asking her to do rehabilitation, and she was afraid to pick up a pen.

Looking at the painting today, she forgot everything.

Shang Wanwan just realized it, and the hand holding the pen dropped unconsciously.

Huo Dongming stretched out his hand and almost caught it, and Shang Wanwan looked surprised.

"I also--"

She didn't know what to say. She kept thinking about copying her mother's painting, but she couldn't move the pen because of her hands.

When I came back here today, I was moved by what I saw and I started drawing without realizing it.

It was only after Huo Dongming reminded her that she reacted.

"Be careful not to draw for too long. You have just recovered so you should be more careful."

Shang Wanwan can’t draw now.

She was so excited that she couldn't hold the pen steadily.

Huo Dongming held her hand and said, "Okay, stop drawing. Take a break. Aunt Zhang made afternoon tea. Let me call you out for dinner."

She had a light scent of shower shampoo on her body, not a strong scent of perfume, and Huo Dongming was obsessed with her.

He kissed her face, then moved to her red lips, and this kiss was unstoppable.

"Dong Ming, that's enough."

She leaned against his strong chest, and Huo Dongming gently lifted her wrist over his head.

Behind Shang Wanwan is a floor-to-ceiling window.

The workers were still pruning the branches outside, and the coolness on her back reminded her of the bad memories of the past.

Feeling the changes in her expression and body, Huo Dongming stopped kissing and any further actions.

"What's wrong?"

he asked.

Then when I raised my eyes, I could clearly see the scene outside.

Huo Dongming immediately realized something, gave her a gentle kiss on the corner of her lips and chuckled.

"Don't worry, you can't see inside from the outside. If you really feel uncomfortable, we can draw the curtains."

Shang Wanwan's hand gently rested on the back of his hand.

"Go out, didn't you say that Aunt Zhang made afternoon tea snacks? I want to eat some."

This place always reminds her of the humiliation she experienced when they were together.

Huo Dongming hugged her gently and apologized in a low voice.

"I didn't know you were so serious, and I really didn't mean to hurt you."

At that time, he was young and energetic, and would not tolerate anyone going against his wishes. He just wanted to use this method to make Shang Wanwan admit defeat and stay by his side in a humble manner.

He only has his own needs in his eyes and heart, ignoring the fact that what a woman needs most in order to be willing to stay with a man is "love".

"You don't have to apologize—."

She said softly, looking at the sunlight coming in through the window and falling on his face and body, as well as everything around him. In the sunlight, it looked so pure, as if nothing had ever happened.

"I didn't mean to stir up those bad memories."

He still felt guilty.

Shang Wanwan shook her head gently: "No, I don't mind. I was just too nervous."

She always thought that he had a woman outside, so no matter what he did, especially what happened in bed, Shang Wanwan would feel that it was the biggest insult to her.

After all, no woman wants to share her husband with any other woman.

When she finds out that this has happened, she will feel that every time she makes love with her husband she is just using it as a tool for physical release.

I feel like I'm being objectified and used.

Even if the two of them did not have sex here, but in the room, on the bed, it would still be a bad memory for Shang Wanwan.

There is no difference.

It's not his fault.

"I don't care anymore, really."

She reached out her hand and gently traced the contours of his face.

He hasn't changed at all over the years, and has even become more energetic.

Fifty is a man's prime age.

At the age of thirty, you will only appear more mature and charming.

Once a woman is over forty, her decline becomes very obvious.

She stood on tiptoe and touched her lips, and the electric curtains slowly closed behind her.

The veil fluttered as Shang Wanwan and Huo Dongming hugged each other tightly.

The scenery outside the French windows is vaguely visible under the veil, adding a sense of mystery and tranquility.

This time, she only felt his deep and lasting love.

"Go out. If you don't go out, will Zhang's mother call the police?"

Shang Wanwan tidied her clothes, her face still flushed.

Huo Dongming pinched her chin lightly.

Her lips were swollen from his kiss, making her look even more charming and beautiful.

"No, we were so passionate before, but she chose to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, didn't she?"

Huo Dongming spoke in an ambiguous and seductive way.

The slight blush on Shang Wanwan's face that had just subsided reappeared, and this time even her ears turned red.

"Should we pick up the kids from school? I haven't been to kindergarten in a long time."

Busy with meaningless things, ignoring the lovely little angels.

"Okay, we'll go together later."

Huo Dongming has never been an irresponsible father, but he almost forgot about them when faced with beautiful women.

The two came out of the studio, and Shang Wanwan whispered to Huo Dongming.

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower."

The two of them had just made a big mess in the studio, and she felt very uncomfortable because of the sticky feeling all over her body.

"Eat something, or else Zhang's mother will really wonder what we did."

He used a spoon to put a little cream into her mouth.

Shang Wanwan took a sip and some white milky substance appeared at the corner of her lips. Huo Dongming came closer and used his lips to clean her up, which made Shang Wanwan blush again.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them never saw Aunt Zhang or other servants during their time together.

Shang Wanwan understood that these old servants were very sensible and would never show up when they were not supposed to.

Huo Dongming led Shang Wanwan upstairs, and a few minutes later, he returned downstairs refreshed.

Shang Wanwan changed into a clean long dress with her long hair draped over her shoulders. When she walked, her hair swayed slightly behind her with her footsteps.

Just looking at her back is enough to make you mesmerized.

"Mrs. Huo, I really don't want to let you go out when you're dressed like this."

Shang Wanwan turned sideways and glanced at her reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window. Only her calves showed a section of fair skin.

Not only is it not sexy, but it has a pure feeling.

How is she dressed?

Just as she was wondering, Huo Dongming held her in his arms.

"She is like a fairy who has fallen into the human world and could be deceived at any time."