Chapter 379 Lu Qian: I Owe Them Mother and Son Too Much
her phone.She stared at the musical fountain ahead and said softly, " Huo Shaoting, can you let me go For someone like you, heartbreak is just like taking a tumble, it doesn't hurt your bones or musc...Lu Qian's proposal was truly tempting.
But she hesitated; if it were just her taking the risk, that would be one thing, but she had a child with her.
If it's not perfect, how unbearable.
He knew what she was thinking.
He gently brushed her hair aside and murmured, "Let's talk later! Let's go home early after filming."
But, I still lingered for a moment, it was really difficult to meet face-to-face.
Finally, she continued filming.
Lu Qian walked out of the photography studio, and rain began to lash down.
Ms. Liu wanted to take off her coat for him, but Lu Qian refused: "This little bit of cold is nothing, I'm not seventy or eighty years old."
Lu Qian: ...
Secretary Liu realized she had spoken out of turn.
He held the car door open for his boss. As Lu Qian got in, he patted the snowflakes off his sweater and said self-deprecatingly, "Yeah, at my age, I still can't give my wife and kids a complete home."
Liu's secretary also sighed.
Over there, since Lu Qian left, Huo Mingzhu's state hasn't been good.
She worked hard to adjust and finally finished filming the advertisement, also declining the crew's invitation to have hotpot.
Her assistant was very capable and took care of everything except the cost of the hot pot.
Míngzhū missed Shùoshù.
She went back early, wanting to pick up SuoSuo and take her back to her own apartment, but when she arrived at Huo Shaoting's villa, the sky was getting dark, and besides, it was snowing...
Ho Shaoting sat on the sofa, dealing with business on his laptop.
He didn't even raise his head: "Stay here tonight! Shuoshuo wants to play in the snow, and Baba has been waiting all day."
Mingzhu looked at her son.
Xiaoshuoshui came over, grabbed her hand and whispered, "I want to play with Huo Xi and Chongguang gege."
Mingzhu always felt indebted to him, so how could she refuse
She patted her son's head: "Go on! Put your down jacket on."
Xiaoshuoshua let out a happy cry and went out to play in the snow with Hoxi and Zhang Chongguang. The children looked so lively playing in the winter... Mingzhu's eyes were moist.
At some point, Huo Shaoting stopped working.
He looked up, silently gazing at his younger sister.
Over the years, Mingzhu has changed a lot for the sake of her relationship with Lu Qian.
She had matured and become sensible, yet Huo Shaoting would rather she remained eternally innocent and naive, forever unaware of what heartbreak felt like... His gaze shifted to her hand.
I drank half a cup of milk tea!
Ho Shaoting said lightly, "Bought by Lu Qian So precious"
She was afraid her brother would be unhappy.
Ho Shao-ting glared at her, hating her lack of backbone: “Didn’t you seem pretty tough this afternoon Now you’re moved by just a cup of milk tea”
Huo Shaoting loves her, he wouldn't scold her. He softly said: "If you want to wait, just wait. A woman doesn't get younger!"
After he finished speaking, he went upstairs to accompany Wen Man.
She cradled the cup of milk tea and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier...
Has Lu Qian's private jet flown yet
Is it safe
Now she even regretted the afternoon's conflict. He had time to come and see her and ShuoShuo, if she hadn't thrown a tantrum. Maybe they would have had more time together.
She hesitated for a long time before dialing a number.
The phone went through.
Lu Qian hummed in agreement.
On the phone, I could still hear Liu's secretary talking to the driver. They were obviously on their way here.
Mingzhu was feeling bad and mumbled, "Be careful."
Lu Qian remained silent for a moment before saying to her, "Take good care of your son. I'll come and see you both when I have time."
But she couldn't bring herself to say it...
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Wen Man is pregnant and sleeps a lot.
He pushed the door open, and she woke up. She looked particularly soft. The warm yellow light illuminated her face, even showing the tiny hairs on it. It was incredibly endearing.
He sat on the edge of the bed, Wen Man remained motionless.
She just reached out one arm and encircled his waist.
Ho Shaoting was handsome and had a good figure. Wen Man liked to hold him.
She spoke softly, "Are Hoxi and the others playing outside"
Ho Shaoting hummed noncommittally.
"The Pearl will be watching them."
His long fingers gently touched her arm, his voice a low rasp: "Why aren't you wearing clothes to bed"
Wen Man's cheeks flushed slightly, refusing to admit it.
Then the man reached into the bed, "Let me check."
Wen Man hurriedly pulled his hand, but it was too late. He bumped into... Huo Shaoting's eyes were somewhat bright, then he slowly admired her, doing this for a while, and then began to kiss her.
The bedroom was warm, and he pulled her out of the covers.
His gaze was fervent, Wen Man feared he might be too reckless, and softly pleaded, "Don't hurt the child."
He gently stroked her belly.
There, she was pregnant with their third child. Wen Man had a good physique, and even after giving birth to two children, it wasn't very noticeable. Her skin remained firm and fair, and her belly was only slightly rounded despite being four months pregnant.
Young men may, not like pregnant women.
But for a mature man like Ho Shao-ting, a woman who is pregnant has more charm.
Especially when they bully you severely, wanting to cry but holding it back.
Her eyelashes were long and droopy, with tears threatening to spill over. The corners of her eyes were flushed pink, making her look especially adorable and pitiable.
Ho Shaoting carefully tended to her, asking her from time to time how she felt. Wen Man's red lips parted slightly but she refused to speak... The man leaned into her ear and chuckled softly, "Do you like it so much"
Wen Man couldn't help but turn her face away, her cheeks flushed with a beautiful redness.
He treated her with care and only loved her lightly.
After the intimacy ended, he held her close and tenderly whispered some sweet nothings in her ear.
The atmosphere is just right...
Huo Shaoting's phone rang, it was a stranger.
He picked it up and then walked out of the bedroom to speak in the living room... After about 2 minutes, Huo Shaoting came back, starting to get dressed: "I'm going out for a bit!"
Having said that, he smoothly fastened his zipper.
Wen Man expressed some dissatisfaction: “It’s snowing, why are you running outside!”
Ho Shao-ting leaned in and kissed her lips, whispering, "Don't worry about it! It has nothing to do with women. Teacher Wen, you can rest assured."
Wen Man leaned against the headboard, her whole body soft.
She put her arms around his neck and looked up at him, after a long silence she said: "Shaoting, I won't doubt you."
A simple sentence.
However, it made Huo Shaoting's heart ache a little. He and Wen Man had been through so much together, only to receive such an unrestrained statement from her. He cherished it and kissed her gently: "I'll definitely be back before ten! I still have to coax my wife to sleep!"
Wen Man kissed him back.
Ho Shaoting struggled to break free, smiling: "If you don't leave soon, we'll have another round!"
He put on his coat and went downstairs into the snowstorm.
……
Ho Shao-ting drove himself.
An hour later, a black Range Rover stopped beneath a gloomy tenement building.
He got out of the car and slammed the door shut.
A man in his thirties came up to him immediately, looking like a detective. He whispered to him: “Mr. Huo, the person was already dead when I got there, strangled by a rope! The scene... you’ll know when you see it.”
Ho Shao-ting took out his cigarette case and shook out two cigarettes.
Two men lit up and walked into the old building, one after the other.
At the door of 302.
The door creaked open, and in the cramped room, a young man lay on a rickety bed.
There is no clothes below.
There were strangulation marks on the neck, and the person was dead.
Detective Zhang whispered, "Fresh, less than 2 hours old. There was vigorous sexual activity before death."
Ho Shao-ting put on his gloves.
Picked up a work permit from the dilapidated desk: A male, 24 years old, occupation electrician.
Ho Shao-ting looked around again.
He guessed who did it, and he guessed they wouldn't find any bodily fluids or anything. They must have cleaned up really well... Tangerine, was he silencing them!
There are 100,000 yuan by the bed.
"Leave the investigation to Bureau Hao! Also, check this person's background. Give his family 500,000 yuan as a resettlement fee and don't say it was me who paid."
Zhang doesn't understand.
Huo Shaoting doesn't need people to understand him...
He quietly walked out of the stifling house, the image of the young man's death still lingering in his mind.
He stood in the wind and snow, smoking half a pack of cigarettes.
...until he got home. The warm lights of the villa made him feel a little better....n medical leave back then, if that thing hadn't happened, if Shao Ting remembered everything, how good they would be now...She couldn't help but feel her eyes welling up.Suddenly, the car screeched to...