imes he admired Gu Changqing too, that piece of meat on his lips had been there for four years untouched, now that someone else had taken a bite, he put on this deep affection act.It's truly laughable...It was late at night.

Zhang the secretary brought over the files.

In the study, Huo Shaoting and Wen Man sat side by side...

He signed with a decisive and cheerful air.

When she arrived at Wen Man's, she held the paper and looked at it for a long time before bowing her head and signing her name.

Her eyes were glistening...

Ho Shaoting leaned against the sofa, looked at her for a few seconds, and said with a hint of mockery: "Isn't this what you want"

He felt great relief!

Finally, he made Wen Man uncomfortable too...

Wen Man is in a bad mood.

She is different from him. Huo Shaoting doesn't love her, and the divorce doesn't affect him at all.

And she, carrying all her memories, divorced him!

From now on, we'll be strangers...

Wen Man gently put down her pen and, as she got up, whispered: "Tomorrow morning, I will move out with the two children!"

Ho Shao-ting was clearly taken aback: So soon

Wen Man didn't say anything more!

She held the doorknob of the study, pushed it open gently, and slipped out quietly....

The door, then gently closed again.

He Shao-ting stared at the door panel. The satisfaction he had felt a moment ago slowly ebbed away.

……

Good morning.

The movers are already hard at work, coming and going.

Ho Shao-ting finished tying his tie and went downstairs, only to see this sight.

Just coincidentally, Wen Man was also in the hall.

She said to him quite calmly, "I'll have things moved out of the villa in a few days. That piano... I want it!"

He Shao Ting looked at her serene expression, his throat tightening: "Do whatever you want!"

Wen Man nodded to him and then got into Lao Zhao's car and drove out.

He Shaoting did not go to the firm. He waited until the movers had emptied Wen Man's belongings before slowly walking upstairs...

Everything is gone.

This newly renovated bedroom, belonging to Wenman, was completely emptied.

Ho Shao-ting slowly sat down on the mattress.

He was a little agitated, lit a cigarette, and smoked it in silence.

He thought Wen Man was heartless, leaving just like that!

At the door, the elderly domestic worker at home knocked and whispered, “Master, a small box was left behind by the workers. You see if it belongs to Madam. Such a fine box must contain something very important!”

Ho Shao-ting extended his hand: "Come here and take a look!"

The maid handed him the small box.

Huo Shaoting held a cigarette in one hand and touched it with the other.

He could tell it was specially put on display, it must be Wen Man's treasured possession.

Perhaps, it's jewelry worth hundreds of millions!

Ho Shao-ting opened it casually, but to his surprise, there wasn't any rare jewel inside, just an old diary and a small voice recorder.

He frowned, such a thing, Wen Man treated it as a treasure...

As he gently flipped through it, Huo Shaoting's blood turned to ice. It was his handwriting, a testament to his love and longing for Wen Man—

She likes to play the piano and she likes to wear clothes from the xx brand!

Every day, I give her roses.

Our first child is called Huo Xi, who was born at the cost of Wen Man's life! Huo Xi has a poor physique, with blood clotting disorders and is still a panda blood type...

……

Huo Shaoting's Adam's apple bobbed nervously, and he quickly turned away.

one page, two pages... a hint of blush. The nose is sharp and well-defined, with thick, slightly curled eyelashes. It's undeniably elegant and beautiful.Che Xue gently stroked her own hair, which was also tea-colored. Howe...