Chapter 85 Cash or Transfer

Shang Wanwan seemed not to hear what he said. She fell into Huo Dongming's arms and instinctively hooked her arms around his neck for fear of falling.

Huo Dongming carried her to the bed, but Shang Wanwan's desire for sleep caused them both to fall onto the bed.

"Husband? I don't have a husband. He doesn't love me. I want to divorce him..."

Shang Wanwan's mouth was full of the smell of alcohol. Huo Dongming frowned. If he knew who got her drunk, he would kill that person himself.

I called her for a whole day, but Shang Wanwan seemed to have disappeared and there was no news from her.

Huo Dongming's face darkened. She was talking about "divorce" all the time. He was inexplicably frantic.

The phone vibrated on the bedside table, then fell to the carpet and turned off.

Yi Xiaxue called him but no one answered.

Huo Dongming chose to ignore it. He had been guarding Shang Wan all day, and if she didn't come home before midnight, he would call the police.

Shang Wanwan was lying on the bed, tearing off her clothes and shouting "it's hot".

It was winter, and she took off her outer coat, leaving only a thin cardigan and inner shirt.

Tuo's face was flushed, and his slightly closed eyes were full of spring water, about to drip.

Huo Dongming just poured her a glass of water.

"hot--"

Huo Dongming's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he drank up all the water in his hand that he was about to give to Shang Wanwan.

Damn woman, she disappeared for a day. Where did she go? Did she go to accompany Liu Yanshu?

Huo Dongming didn't realize that every fantasy in his mind was sour.

"Shang Wanwan, you were drunk and flirted with me. Was that intentional?"

He gritted his teeth and leaned close to her ear, his hand touching her delicate neck.

I don’t know if anyone else saw her expression at that moment. I really want to dig out the eyeballs of anyone who saw it and feed them to the dogs.

Shang Wanwan's starry eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression was not so clear.

She sat up with her body propped up slightly, holding Huo Dongming's face in her hands and said suicidal words.

"You look good. Why do you look a bit like Huo Dongming?"

Shang Wanwan smiled foolishly for a while and patted his side.

"I understand. You added me on WeChat today. You look good. I like you. Come sit here..."

Huo Dongming's face darkened instantly.

Is she going there for a prostitute?

Shang Wanwan reached out and pulled at his clothes, stripping off half of his shirt to reveal his strong shoulders.

But she had drunk too much and was clearly not able to exert herself.

Huo Dongming wanted to strangle her to death.

“Hmm—”

Shang Wanwan curled up slightly with a painful expression on his face.

"Water, I want to drink water."

Shang Wanwan kept muttering "water". He could only get up, but she held him tightly.

"I'll get it for you—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Huo Dongming's voice became extremely hoarse.

Shang Wanwan's pestering skills are so tiring.

"Don't go, don't leave me."

She whispered in his arms, and Huo Dongming had no choice but to pick her up and go downstairs to the kitchen to get some water.

Shang Wanwan hooked her arms around his shoulders tightly, with her little face pressed against his.

"I'm so thirsty, I need some water..."

She licked the corner of her lips without saying the word "water". Huo Dongming put her on the counter.

He picked up the cup and fed it directly into her mouth. After she finished the water, Huo Dongming prepared to take her back to the room.

Shang Wanwan was already drunk at this time.

The servants sleeping in the room vaguely heard the noise coming from the kitchen, but no one dared to say a word.

After they went upstairs again, Zhang's mother tiptoed to find out what was going on.

Upstairs, Huo Dongming held her in his arms and fell asleep. Shang Wanwan nestled in his arms as she used to, her little face calm, sleeping like a child.

In the moonlight outside the window, Huo Dongming's hand gently stroked her porcelain-white face.

She was so pretty, obedient and well-behaved, and never caused any trouble for him.

If we get divorced, Shang Wanwan will probably be stolen away by another man soon.

Huo Dongming felt very uncomfortable thinking of this. He felt like he had swallowed a fly when he thought someone was going to touch her.

"Shang Wanwan, I regret this. I won't get a divorce."

His hand gently stroked her sleeping face. Why didn't he realize that Shang Wanwan was so charming before?

So much so that every man who has seen her wants to possess her.

Huo Dongming never argues with anyone. Shang Wanwan came to him on her own initiative, so there is no reason to kick her out and let others take advantage of her.

…

Shang Wanwan slept until nine o'clock the next morning when she woke up.

The aftereffect of being drunk is that your head feels like someone is hitting it with a hammer, causing you excruciating pain.

"Madam, my husband asked me to ask you to go downstairs and have some porridge. You were drunk last night."

Shang Wanwan found herself naked, with marks of love all over her body, and her legs were weak when she tried to stand up.

Vague memories of her and Huo Dongming going crazy together time and time again.

My face flushed uncontrollably.

I was even more proactive than him in taking off his clothes and even holding his hands to tease and play with him.

When Shang Wanwan thought of this, she almost wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"I told you to go down and have some porridge, but you're still taking so long."

Huo Dongming's voice was deep and deep, which startled Shang Wanwan.

He was wearing home clothes and holding a tray with porridge and side dishes specially prepared for Shang Wanwan.

I went upstairs and found the woman sitting on the bed. Her face turned red and white, and her expression was unpredictable. I roughly guessed what she was thinking and couldn't help but sneer.

"Why are you so anxious? If you leave me, is there really any man who can satisfy you?"

Huo Dongming picked up the porridge and fed it to her lips.

"Open your mouth. You've used up so much energy. Eat something to recover faster."

Shang Wanwan's face felt hot, as if it were on fire.

She lowered her head and drank her porridge, not daring to say anything.

She looked like she was being forced the day before yesterday, but yesterday she turned into a lustful woman. They did it four times in a row, and it seemed like she was the one who took the initiative.

Shang Wanwan didn't even have the courage to look at him.

After drinking, she wanted to curl up in the quilt and pretend to be dead.

Huo Dongming dug her out and had no intention of letting her go so easily.

"Mrs. Huo, please explain what happened last night."

Shang Wanwan was too embarrassed to say it. Could she say that she had drunk too much and her body couldn't help but think about that kind of thing?

Because he was so strong, she became dependent on him.

"How about this, if you don't want to be my wife, then I'll treat it as a paid service, three thousand dollars a time, in cash or by bank transfer?"