still smiled: "Shao Ting, you take the client lady to handle the hospitalization procedures. I'll have the nurse come over later to start an IV."Huo Shaoting did not elaborate.He took Wen Man to the...Wen Man hadn't seen him in several days.

Being held in his arms at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a softening in her heart.

She reached out and gently touched his forehead. Her fingertips were still warm where they touched.

Wen Man gently bit her lip.

How has he been taking care of himself these days

Wen Man caressed his handsome face and whispered, "I'll go get a thermometer."

Ho Shaoting, however, held her hand and prevented her from leaving. He quickly ended the call and then pressed Wen Man onto the sofa, kissing her...

Wen Man turned her face away.

Her voice trembled: "Don't...you're still burning up."

Ho Shaoting leaned against her neck, very close to her, so close that he could see the fine hairs on her neck, quite cute.

He murmured, "What difference does it make! It might even get better faster."

Wen Man refused.

She turned her head, her pale and slender fingers tracing over his handsome features, and softly said, "You're still sick, listen to me, okay"

Ho Shaoting looked down at her from above.

After a while, he got up and said, "Make me some porridge. I have to go to the office later."

Wen Man nodded.

She first went to the kitchen to cook porridge in a pressure cooker, adding lily specifically. While it was cooking, she took out the home medicine box and measured Huo Shaoting's temperature.

He's still running a fever, 38.8 degrees.

Wen Man poured a glass of boiled water, and there was also a fever-reducing pill.

Ho Shao-ting usually refused to take medicine. He glared at Wen Man with his dark eyes, "Feed me!"

He fell ill, Wen Man very indulged him, bringing the medicine to his lips.

Ho Shaoting's tongue gently rolled, leaving a circle of moisture behind. He kept staring at Wen Man while doing so.

Wen Man couldn't help but blush.

She coaxed him to drink half a cup of warm water, and watched as he felt better before going to the kitchen to tend to the pot of lily congee. When she brought it to the dining room, she found Huo Shaoting sitting on the sofa smoking.

After only a few puffs, I started coughing because my body wasn't feeling well.

Wen Man took the cigarette from his hand and gently extinguished it.

Ho Shao-ting didn't get angry with her, instead, he leaned against the sofa and lightly raised his chin, indicating for Wen Man to feed him porridge.

Wen Man truly had no temper left.

She couldn't help but think, what kind of person would be able to become his wife in the future, someone who could stand his picky personality But no matter what happened in the future, she couldn't refuse Huo Shaoting now.

Wen Man fed him porridge, but he wouldn't behave.

Wen Man patiently fed him a bowl of porridge before putting it down. He then pulled her onto his lap.

"Huo Shaoting… you're still sick."

Wen Man resisted.

Ho Shao-ting kissed her, pinching her chin in one hand, while with the other, he stealthily conquered her defenses.

He pressed against her ear, his voice a husky whisper: "Don't move. Feel it with your heart."

……

Half an hour later, Wen Man changed her clothes in the dressing room.

Thinking about what just happened, her heart felt a flutter of tenderness.

This was the first time Ho Chiu-ting didn't prioritize his own enjoyment, but focused only on making her comfortable.

"Wen Man, are you alright"

Outside, Huo Shaoting's hoarse voice sounded. Wen Man didn't dare to think anymore and quickly tidied herself up.

Inside an elevator.

She couldn't help but whisper, "You need to rest! Can't work wait until tomorrow"

Ho Shao-ting glanced at her: "There's a meeting I have to preside over."

Wen Man didn't persuade her anymore. Persuading further would be overstepping boundaries, annoying others and making herself uncomfortable.

As they reached the ground level parking lot, Wen Man opened a white BMW.

Ho Shao-ting narrowed his eyes.

This new car was obviously recently acquired by Wen Man, but the card he gave her didn't have any large expenses. This means she bought the car with her own money.

Huo Shaoting sat in the co-pilot seat.

He loosened his tie nonchalantly and asked, "Why not use my card"

Wen Man didn't want to confront him head-on, so she vaguely said, "Dad is fine, things at home are alright, Aunt Ruan gave me some money and I bought a car..."

Huo Shaoting gently pressed his hand on the steering wheel, stopping her from driving.

And what else

Wen Man wasn't planning on hiding it from him anyway, so she just told him: "I'm planning on opening a music room with some past colleagues. It's almost ready."

After saying that, she gazed at him silently.

Although she is an independent individual and doesn't need his consent for anything she does, it's still better if they have fewer disagreements when getting along.

He withdrew his hand.

He leaned against the seat and asked softly, "Not going to pursue further studies in Britain"

Wen Man didn't expect him to ask that.

She couldn't help but think about it. After a moment's deliberation, she said softly, "Mr. Huo, please rest assured, if that day comes, I won't pester you or try to disrupt anything. So going to England is the same as not going."

After making those reassuring words, a blush crept onto Wen Man's cheeks.

Ho Shao-ting watched her quietly.

Such conversations are not pleasant, they both know it…

Huo Shaoting hadn't seen her for several days, and just now in the apartment they had a brief encounter. She was so gentle and meticulous in taking care of him, it would be too unkind of him to bully her again.

So he smiled gently, "What's wrong Everyone calls me Mr. Huo... I actually think it's great for girls to start their own businesses too."

Wen Man's heart felt relieved.

I have to say, Ho Shao-ting is very good at easing the tension. He not only didn't object but also gave Wen Man some advice from a professional perspective.

Wen Man was naturally delighted.

She relaxed, chatting about the music room as she drove, inevitably mentioning the difficulty in finding a suitable location: "But we always find something that works! Sister Li has quite a wide network of contacts."

She shared her joy with him.

Ho Shaoting had always been patient, so the little conflict he had before his trip naturally resolved itself. As he got off the car, Wen Man proactively said, "I'll pick you up tonight"

Ho Shao-ting smiled slowly and said, "Which woman would pick up and drop off a man from work every day If this gets out, I'll lose face."

Wen Man didn't insist. She told him to remember to take his temperature.

"If not, I'll go to the hospital with you tomorrow."

Ho Shaoting smiled and got out of the car.

He went to the office, and the first thing he did wasn't call a meeting, but called Zhang the secretary in.

"Could you check Ms. Wen's consumption records"

Zhang's secretary was taken aback.

Then she guessed that Mr. Huo had a conflict with Miss Wen.

She immediately got to work, and within ten minutes she placed the documents in front of Huo Shaoting, saying: “This is the consumption record for Lawyer Huo's subsidiary card. Miss Wen has not used this card for consumption since a week ago.”

He asked Zhang, his secretary, to leave first.

He gazed quietly at the bill, then leaned back in his chair —

Buy a car yourself.

Start your own business.

This was a decision befitting a well-bred woman. Huo Shaoting never doubted Wen Man's integrity, and he also knew that she was indifferent to material possessions and easily content.

But he was willing to spend money taking care of Wen Man, even if they separated one day he would compensate her, but definitely not now. Now what she was doing...

This is not what Huo Shaoting wanted!

He wants a simpler kind of relationship.

But Ho Shao-ting knew Wen Man's temper. If he didn't respect her little affections, then her tenderness, the passionate look in her eyes when she looked at him, and her care... would all be withdrawn!

After some deliberation, Huo Shaoting made a slight concession.

He leaned forward and pressed the intercom: "Zhang, come in here for a moment."

Zhang, the secretary, thought they were about to have a meeting, but as soon as she walked in, she saw Lawyer Huo sipping his coffee and calmly asked: "Do I own any storefronts around 200 square meters with a good location"uld compare to Mr. Wen Yes, Xiaya was a gift from Lawyer Huo to Mr. Wen, but Mr. Wen still had to be able to accept it.Since Wen took office, the business of West Asia Group has been on the rise.All s...