Chapter 377: Ready for Surgery at Any Time

Shang Wanwan gave him a reproachful look.

"Since you can find someone to sign for you, why did you let me do it just now?"

Just signing those crappy documents made her hands so sore that she couldn't even lift them.

Huo Dongming reached out and gently pinched her pink face.

"You still have to go through the procedure. Otherwise it will be invalid in law. From now on you are my boss lady in the company. Follow my orders."

Huo Dongming's words made Shang Wanwan blush.

In fact, she really doesn't care about the Huo family's things.

My own designs and paintings can support my life for the rest of my life.

Huo Dongming sat on the sofa and held Shang Wanwan on his lap. Shang Wanwan struggled to get down, but he refused.

"Don't be like this. It would be bad if someone comes in."

I have been in the company for long enough.

Huo Dongming reached out and pushed the bald hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"So what if you saw it? Their boss and his wife are very loving. Wouldn't it be a good story if it got out?"

Shang Wanwan reached out and pushed him away.

"That won't work either. How can you be so loving? Can't you do it at home? If you make trouble at the office, what will people say?"

She felt she had lost all face.

Huo Dongming knew that his young wife cared a lot about her reputation, so he no longer forced her to let go.

But when they left the office, he still held her hand. No matter how Shang Wanwan tried to break away and keep her distance, he just refused to let go.

A handful of dog food was scattered throughout the company.

The loving relationship between Huo Dongming and Shang Wanwan became a model for the entire company.

All the previous scandals were shattered because of Shang Wanwan's arrival.

They finally realized that their president had always loved his wife and no one else.

After returning, Huo Dongming never came to the company again. All matters were left to Wang Can to take care of, and he was asked to contact him by phone if there was anything.

Apart from picking up and dropping off his two children from school, he spends almost every day with his wife.

Shang Wanwan stayed in the studio with nothing to do, recalling her mother's paintings and copying them stroke by stroke.

As each painting was miraculously restored under her brush, Shang Wanwan's mood also brightened a lot.

"Give me some more time, and all of my mother's paintings will be here.

She sat on the studio floor, her white chiffon dress stained with a few splashes of bright colors that looked as if they had been deliberately applied.

Huo Dongming sat behind her and held her in his arms.

He pressed his slightly bearded face against Shang Wanwan's tender face, causing her to dodge continuously.

"If necessary, we can move to a bigger house. We can frame all these paintings and store them there so you can look at them every day.

Shang Wanwan shook her head gently.

“The last thing an artist wants is for his or her work to be sealed away and never see the light of day, and I don’t think this was my mother’s last wish.

I accidentally destroyed her original work. Even so, I can't throw it away.

I want to take these paintings to a gallery once they are finished. I just won’t let anyone touch them anymore.”

Shang Wanwan reached out and touched the canvas covered with oil paint.

Every stroke she made was a reflection of her longing for her mother. Every stroke of her pen carried the souls of both her and her mother.

Huo Dongming started to kiss him.

"As you wish. Just let me know if you need any support."

He had been accompanying her quietly from the time they got married until now, and he had been spending the most time with her recently.

Although I am only in the studio every day.

However, Huo Dongming deeply realized what it meant to be deeply in love.

Shang Wanwan was painting quietly in front of the easel, and Huo Dongming was watching her.

Occasionally he would bring her some paint and change her dirty water.

Only at this moment did he feel that he was the happiest.

When Shang Wanwan paints, her whole body is focused.

Sometimes the two of them might not say a word to each other for two or three hours.

Huo Dongming will still be with her.

Until she got tired of painting, Huo Dongming would act as her human chair.

They chatted quietly in the studio.

When he was in the mood, Huo Dongming would work with her directly in the studio.

The two of them got along better and better with each other.

Perhaps it was the shadow cast on Shang Wanwan by Huo Dongming's handling of huge assets.

Instead, it removed the uneasiness in her heart.

Huo Dongming dispelled her doubts without any explanation.

As the day approached, Huo Dongming's heart calmed down.

No agitation, no sadness, and not even letting anyone notice anything.

Three days before the operation, he went to the hospital alone.

During the days he was away, he told Shang Wanwan that he had to go back to the company to take care of some things.

Because he acted so normally, Shang Wanwan didn't take it to heart. She just nodded slightly and went back to the studio to paint.

At lunch time, Huo Dongming would usually stay at home with her.

Shang Wanwan came out of the studio and saw that only Aunt Zhang and a few servants were setting the dishes in the restaurant, and that each dish was for one person. Only then did she realize that Huo Dongming would not be back today.

She suddenly felt a sense of loss.

I sat at the dining table and had no appetite at all facing the food.

Shang Wanwan took out her cell phone and called Huo Dongming, who answered the call immediately.

"Aren't you coming back for lunch? I saw that Aunt Zhang only made lunch for one person."

She no longer remembered whether Huo Dongming had told her in the morning that he would not be back for lunch.

I didn't realize it until I got to the restaurant.

"I have something to deal with. I'm afraid I can't accompany you at noon. I will definitely go back in the evening."

He assured her.

Shang Wanwan felt a little strange and heard a noisy sound on the other end of the phone. She thought he was in a meeting or busy with something else.

"Mr. Huo, you can go get your blood tested now."

The doctor pushed the door open.

Shang Wanwan listened vaguely and was not sure what she heard. Huo Dongming quickly suppressed the doctor's voice.

"Just say this for now, wait for me to come home in the evening."

The voice is low and very ambiguous.

Every time his voice lowered several degrees, Shang Wanwan tacitly understood what he meant.

My cheeks turned red again without me noticing.

"good."

She agreed obediently.

After Huo Dongming hung up the phone, the tension he had just felt disappeared.

He got up and followed the doctor to the blood drawing room.

A strong arm was revealed from the high-rolled blood vessels. A thin needle was inserted, and he watched the bright red blood flow from the tube to the other end.

After having his blood drawn, Huo Dongming sat quietly on a chair in the corridor waiting for the results.

Several young girls who came to the hospital couldn't help but cast admiring glances at him as they passed by him.

It is really rare to meet such an extremely handsome man in the hospital. Some girls even took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures of Huo Dongming.

Huo Dongming felt heavy in his heart, but he did not stop them and let them go.

He waited quietly for nearly twenty minutes before the doctor came out with his blood test report.

"Mr. Huo, there is nothing wrong with your body and blood. You can prepare for surgery at any time."