Chapter 45 Huo Dongming comes home every day, and Yi Xiaxue starts to get fed up

Shang Wanwan’s face turned pale.

"Huo Dongming, there are people waiting downstairs."

He would feel it anytime and anywhere. Every time the two of them were together, they would be together for at least two hours. They would hide in a room, change clothes, and not come out for a few hours. What would people outside think?

Shang Wanwan thought that it would be fine if she embarrassed herself in front of the servants at home, as these were sales clerks in brand stores, serving the entire upper class society of East City.

You can hide anything in this world except what you can say.

It will get out.

Moreover, it is possible that if they leave here today, the whole city will hear rumors tomorrow that Mr. and Mrs. Huo are extremely hungry, and there may be even more unbearable words to hear.

"Then let them wait."

Huo Dongming was a little impatient. He had been hungry for five days. If he didn't knock on her door today, she might continue to be in a cold war with him until the end of time.

"Huo Dongming——"

Shang Wanwan was really anxious. She resisted too much. Huo Dongming looked at her beautiful big eyes filled with almost embarrassed anger, and then he calmed down.

"Then wait till night."

He obediently helped her put on her dress and zipped it up.

Shang Wanwan, wearing a black starry dress, stood in front of the mirror and everyone's eyes lit up.

This dress was not as simple and sexy as the previous one, but Huo Dongming never expected that the side of the black skirt was slit, revealing her entire leg. However, the close-fitting design only made her look seductive when she walked.

It looks conservative, but it is actually more tempting than the previous one.

When Shang Wanwan put it on, it seemed as if the dress was tailor-made for her. The form-fitting design outlined her curves almost perfectly, and Huo Dongming's face turned half dark.

"Can't you have some normal clothes?"

At this moment, he wished he could tie Shang Wanwan up at home and not let her go out. Anyone who saw this wife out would drool.

Shang Wanwan herself said that she didn't think much of it, as long as she stood still, there would be no exposed part. She didn't know what made the young master unhappy again.

"Mr. Huo, each dress is quite normal. You also hope that Mrs. Huo will outshine the others tonight, right?"

The salesperson smiled warmly, but Huo Dongming didn't buy it at all.

None of the dresses here suited his taste. Every dress was carefully designed, especially his wife's amazing figure, with delicate details and full breasts that were about to burst out.

"Just this one, no need to try again."

Shang Wanwan planned to change it, but he was unhappy so she refused to wear it.

Huo Dongming examined it carefully and found that only the one she was wearing was barely wearable.

Tonight he will follow Shang Wanwan closely, especially the slit on the side of her skirt, blocking it tightly and gouging out the eyes of anyone who looks at it.

"Okay, Mr. Huo, this dress is 1.88 million."

Shang Wanwan touched the comfortable material of the clothes and muttered softly.

"It's better to give it to me in cash."

Huo Dongming paid without blinking. Shang Wanwan felt a little tired after trying two sets.

"What's wrong? You seem to be very sleepy recently. Aunt Zhang said you can sleep fourteen or fifteen hours at a time."

Shang Wanwan was shocked, but fortunately Huo Dongming didn't ask any more questions.

"I'm going to the company later. I have some work to do. You stay home and wait for me to pick you up in the evening."

Secretary An came to the house to wait since eight o'clock in the morning, but Huo Dongming just let her stay in the car.

She waited until almost ten o'clock, watching the group of people carrying several large boxes of dresses in and out, her eyes burning with jealousy.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, I could not help but complain in my heart when I saw the intimate actions of Huo Dongming and Shang Wanwan.

"This Yi Xiaxue is such a waste."

She took a few photos facing the window and sent them to Yi Xiaxue.

Yi Xiaxue was living in the villa that Huo Dongming bought for her, suffering from nightmares and trembling with fear all day long.

In order to prevent Huo Dongming from sending her away, she even attempted suicide to stay in Dongshi.

A text message popped up on WeChat. When I opened it, I saw that it was a few unclear photos.

The man inside is naturally Huo Dongming, and the woman is Mrs. Huo.

When Yi Xiaxue saw this, blood rushed to his brain.

Is Huo Dongming on good terms with his wife? That's why he treats me like this.

She was restless and anxious.

"Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo are going to attend Mr. Huang's banquet tonight."

An Lan deleted the message quickly after posting it.

Yi Xiaxue was extremely grateful, but at the same time she cursed in her heart.

"I don't know how you became a secretary when you don't even know how to take clear photos."

The words pointed out by the fingers are full of gratitude.

"Secretary An, thank you for telling me this news. I will take advantage of it."

Yi Xiaxue bit her lip lightly, and her mother just came over with some chicken soup from the kitchen.

"Xue, drink the chicken soup quickly to replenish your body. You look so haggard these days."

Mother Yi felt more distressed when she saw her daughter's thin face. All the jewels and precious stones on her body were due to her daughter marrying into Huo Dongming's family. Otherwise, the pension that Yi's father received from the old man would not be enough to support her desires, which were even more vain and heavy than Yi Xiaxue's.

"What do you want to drink?"

Yi Xiaxue raised her hand and smashed the soup bowl to pieces.

Mrs. Huo was about to die, so why was Huo Dongming so nice to her?

"Hey, this is the old black chicken soup that your mother spent three hours cooking. What happened to you?"

Her mother called a servant to clean up the place.

"What's wrong? How can I be inferior to that yellow-faced woman? Dong Ming has always loved me. He can't treat me like that."

It's very snowy in Yixia.

"My daughter, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. After all, the Huo family still has the old man. With our status, don't even think about entering the Huo family. No matter how much Mr. Huo loves you, his future is also very important."

Yi's mother and father have served the Huo family for many years. Yi's father has driven for the old man for nearly twenty years, and Yi's mother is a maid in the Huo family. No one understands the old man's temper better than them.

"What future? With Dong Ming's current strength, I believe he can stand on his own even without the Huo family."

Yi Xiaxue couldn't stand him coming home every day. Even though he responded to her every request and was always available at her beck and call, she felt that there was always something missing between them.

"Look at what you said. He bought you a painting for over 100 million. The Huo family's assets are more than 100 billion. When the old man dies, it will all belong to you two. It's reasonable for him to be considerate of the woman in the family. He is doing it for the old man to see."

After being persuaded by her mother for a long time, Yi Xiaxue felt that what her mother said made some sense.

"Just bear with it for now. I don't believe the old man can live to be 90. Try harder and give Master Huo a big fat boy someday. His family hasn't laid an egg in three years. Maybe Master Huo hasn't even touched it."

Yi's mother was just taking care of herself, and Yi Xiaxue's heart instantly felt balanced.

Maybe Huo Dongming is really that kind of abstinence-loving good man. He must cherish himself by not touching himself, and will save the most beautiful moment for the wedding night.

"Let's make another pot of chicken soup. I'm suddenly hungry again."