Chapter 58 She always felt that she had missed something

Huo Dongming just didn't answer.

"Don't think too much and have a good sleep. No one can hurt you while I'm here."

Huo Dongming leaned over and enclosed her in a small space, then pressed his lips against hers and kissed her.

Shang Wanwan could have softened in his arms and acted like a little woman.

But what had just happened made it impossible for her to calm down and do that kind of thing with him.

She always felt like she was missing something.

But when I think about it seriously, my mind is empty.

Apart from Huo Dongming, she could not find any memories related to anyone in her mind.

This realization horrified her.

She clutched the shirt on his chest tightly, seeking answers from him.

Huo Dongming lifted her small and delicate chin and let her look into his deep, dark black eyes.

"Do you believe me?"

Shang Wanwan felt like someone was strangling her throat. Before this happened, she would have nodded without hesitation.

Now looking at the handsome and handsome man in front of her, she only knew that he was her husband.

Shang Wanwan's familiarity with him was not deceptive; his every word and action could tug at her heartstrings.

When she was with him, the smile on her face, the love gushing from her heart, and the happiness she felt in her heart were all so real.

"Dong Ming, I don't know."

She doesn't know.

Clearly, what she felt over the past few days told her that she was Mrs. Huo and was loved.

Why do I feel uneasy at this moment?

The bedside lamp in the room emitted a dim yellow light.

She had long black hair draped over her shoulders and a gentle face, which made her already stunning appearance even more charming.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate for a while. Shang Wanwan leaned quietly against Huo Dongming, trying hard to think of something, but she couldn't remember anything.

Huo Dongming wanted to find a starting point for the conversation, thought for a long time, and chose to keep silent.

He knew in his heart that hypnotizing Shang Wanwan meant that what he was holding in his arms was nothing more than an empty-shell doll that was not much different from a living dead person.

Without thoughts, even the soul is empty.

There was a sound of something tapping at the door.

Then there were a few quiet barkings of dogs.

Huo Dongming gently pushed Shang Wanwan away from his arms.

"It's Juanjuan. I'll bring it over to you."

There was a void behind Shang Wanwan, and her emotions just now changed in an instant.

She looked at the dog in Huo Dongming's arms, and dusty memories flooded out like a tide.

"Go into your mother's arms."

Huo Dongming put Juanjuan in her arms.

When Shang Wanwan heard the word "Mom", her heart seemed to be touched.

The hand that was holding Juanjuan paused for a moment, but all his attention was immediately drawn to the excited dog wagging its tail in his arms.

Huo Dongming hugged Shang Wanwan from behind and held her in his arms.

With Juanjuan around, Shang Wanwan temporarily forgot everything that had happened before.

Mother Zhang brought an ice pack and when she pushed the door open, she saw Mr. Huo hugging Mrs. Huo tightly. The warm and loving scene made Mother Zhang's heart beat fast.

"Here, your face is swollen, apply some."

Huo Dongming put the ice pack against Shang Wanwan's cheek, and she frowned slightly.

Both Shang Xingyuan and Chen Yao went too far.

In the hospital, Huo Dongming consciously erased her memories of her parents and even Li Luo.

All she could think of now was him and the dog in her arms.

Shang Wanwan was playing with Juanjuan while thinking about what had just happened.

Under the light, Huo Dongming's eyes were dark and unpredictable.

It started raining outside the window again, and the wind outside was bitingly cold.

The house is warm and cozy.

He took advantage of the time when she was engrossed in playing with Juanjuan and quietly hugged her.

Shang Wanwan felt numb and tingling as if she had been electrocuted.

He hooked her chin from behind, turned her face over and kissed her.

Juanjuan was thrown out of the bed from the warm embrace. He raised his head and looked at the two people entangled on the bed. He called softly a few times, and when he found no one paid attention to him, he slipped out through the gap of the open door.

Huo Dongming gently pressed her down on the bed, kissing her while staring at her expression.

Her thick, seaweed-like black hair covered the pillow, forming a sharp contrast with her fair skin.

Huo Dongming pulled her hand around his neck and leaned over to kiss her.

Shang Wanwan was intoxicated by his tenderness.

"Dong Ming, wait a moment."

Shang Wanwan stretched out her hand to resist his attack, and Huo Dongming's eyes became darker and darker.

He stopped and looked at her.

"What do you want to say?"

He touched her delicate neck and asked.

"I seem to be ill."

Shang Wanwan is suspicious of the current situation.

"Well, you were sick before."

He kissed her again...

All the question marks in my mind disappeared along with the passion.

After a long time, she lay in his arms, letting him rest his head on her long hair.

Huo Dongming looked at her sleeping face, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The arrival of the two business men disrupted all his plans.

What Huo Dongming wanted was deep love and companionship. Now he couldn't leave her.

Shang Wanwan's memory is deeply hidden, and she still loves him.

Huo Dongming got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He came out, changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Downstairs, Mrs. Zhang is feeding Juanjuan.

Seeing Huo Dongming coming downstairs, Juanjuan jumped and danced enthusiastically.

It circled around Huo Dongming's feet, but Huo Dongming avoided it coldly.

"Put it in the cage and don't let it run around outside."

Mother Zhang quickly replied "yes" and put Juanjuan into the cage in front of Huo Dongming.

Huo Dongming took the car and left home late at night.

In the second half of the night, lightning streaked across the sky.

Shang Wanwan was awakened by a thunderclap.

A violent storm followed.

The sound of thunder accompanied by rain is particularly scary in the middle of the night.

Shang Wanwan half-sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, but found that the pillow was empty.

She saw Huo Dongming's changed home clothes still thrown on the only sofa in the room.

The clock on the wall showed three o'clock in the morning.

He is not in the room, maybe he is in the study.

Shang Wanwan went to find him.

The light in the study is off.

Mother Zhang heard some noise outside and rushed to check.

"Madam, what's wrong so late?"

"Where's the gentleman?"

She couldn't find him.

"The gentleman went to Miss Yi's place."

Zhang's mother blurted out.

A flash of lightning behind him illuminated Shang Wanwan's face which turned pale in an instant.

It's Miss Yi again.

Mother Zhang secretly cursed herself, wondering why she spoke without thinking.

A man went to a woman's house in the middle of the night.

Shang Wanwan didn't want to think about it that way.

She is a woman, and her husband ran off to another woman in the middle of the night, and she couldn't bear it.

Shang Wanwan stood there for a long time, so long that even Zhang's mother's breathing became tense.

Shang Wanwan spoke slowly.

"Where does Miss Yi live?"