casually said, "By the way, this is some tonic sent by Grandma. It's not very suitable for postpartum consumption, but it's quite suitable for pregnant women. I'll help you move it to the car later an...On the phone, Huo Shaoting was in a meeting.

His voice had a hint of gentleness: "Come back before nine o'clock! ... By the way, Zhang the secretary will come to get a file later, it's on my desk in the study, you give it to her."

Wen Man softly hummed in agreement.

She didn't hang up immediately, she hesitated a little.

Ho Shaoting was in the conference room and couldn't say much, so he spoke softly: "I'll call you back!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Man thought about how she needed to keep her home visit a secret from Zhang's secretary when she came later.

After waiting for 20 minutes, Zhang's secretary didn't arrive, but a phone call came.

Secretary Zhang's voice was tense: "Wen Man, my child has a fever. I have to rush back now. Could you please deliver the files for me It's the one on Mr. Huo's desk!"

Wen Man got along well with her, so she immediately agreed.

Zhang's secretary was extremely grateful.

Wen Man went to the study and got some materials, then drove to the office.

She thought that when the time came, she could wait for Huo Shaoting to finish his meeting and return together.

He must be surprised to see what she has set up.

Wen Man smiled at the corners of her mouth.

In the night, a white BMW weaved through traffic and arrived at Yingjie's office in about half an hour.

Wen Man went upstairs.

Unexpectedly, most of the lights in the firm were off.

There was no one in Huo Shaoting's office, but his second secretary was still there. Seeing Wen Man come over, he said rather strangely: "Mr. Huo received a call half an hour ago and left in a hurry."

Wen Man's face changed slightly.

The second secretary originally thought Mr. Huo had gone to celebrate Valentine's Day, but looking at Miss Wen's expression, it didn't seem like it.

She watched people carefully, trying to understand what they were thinking and feeling.

Wen Man could understand Er Mi's feelings very well and smiled faintly, "It's okay!"

She got out of the car and sat down.

The wisest choice right now is to return to the apartment and wait for Huo Shaoting. Then, spend a bland Valentine's Day before flying to France.

But... Wen Man gently stroked the steering wheel!

She gently pressed the accelerator, and the white car drove towards the hospital.

Nightfall, a dimming of light.

Rain began to fall from the sky, drop by drop, disturbing the young lovers.

As people walked along the road, they gradually thinned out.

Wen Man drove the car to the hospital, but she didn't go upstairs immediately. Instead, she sat quietly for a long time.

Going up there would definitely be unpleasant, but not going would make her feel like this would bother her for the rest of her life. It's just not her personality.

In the end, Wen Man still unbuckled her seatbelt.

……

Joanna is a bit of a celebrity, so Wen Man found her ward easily with just a little asking around.

The private ward's door was ajar, leaving a sliver of space open.

You can see and hear better inside.

Before Wen Man arrived, she heard Qiao An's hysterical voice, which was quite a commotion.

Wen Man arrived at the door.

< >Inside, there was a deathly silence, broken only by a few shallow breaths. < >

Wen Man stood by the door, she saw...saw Qiao An hugging Huo Shao Ting from behind.

He was tense all over, his face etched with suppressed emotion.

He had only ever appeared before Joan like that.

Suddenly…

Ho Shao-ting forcefully pushed Qiao An away.

He looked at Joan, his voice icy cold: "Why shouldn't I hate you If it weren't for you, marriage would still be sacred to me, not a scrap of paper, a kind of restraint, nor a means of tying people down! Joan... Don't tell me I shouldn't hate you"

……

"Don't hate me! Shaoting...don't hate me!"

"Shall we start over"

Ho Shao-ting didn't respond to her.

Joanne, in her loose hospital gown, burrowed into his arms, tucking her small head into his chest.

She dreamily said, "I know you can't forget me! I know you don't love Wen Man!"

Huo Shaoting shivered.

Joanne let out a slight smile. "If you loved her, you wouldn't have put the ring on her middle finger! Shaun, I know you wanted to propose to me back then, that diamond ring was sized for my ring finger... wasn't it"

"So, you're never going to marry her!"

Ho Shao-ting pushed her away again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "My parents and Mingzhu all like her. Why shouldn't I marry her"

A sound of "thud" came from the door.

That's Wen Man's file that fell from her hand!

……

Wen Man's whole body stiffened.

Before coming up, she had thought of many unpleasant pictures, but she hadn't thought it would be...like this.

Ho Shaoting said... Marriage is a shackle!

He said... Marriage is a piece of paper!

He said marriage is just a way to tie down a person!

Was it Wen Man who wanted to tie him up, or was it Huo Shaoting who wanted to tie her up

Either way, it's laughable and pathetic!

And there was the diamond ring she coveted so much, which she would stare at whenever her waiting turned into heart-wrenching pain. Turns out, there was a story behind it. Turns out, he didn't put it on her ring finger because he didn't love her, but because that spot belonged to Joan!

It's too funny!

She used to laugh at Qiao An for being crazy, laughing at Qiao An for being unsound.

It turns out, she's the one who wasn't really awake!

She waited for him foolishly, stewing tonic for him. She was willing to go to France for two years just so he could settle things with Qiao An. She looked forward to Valentine's Day, even though she knew he had a meeting and had to work. But Qiao An could get him to come over with just one phone call.

How dare she think that after two years... they would cut off all contact They were clearly planning to entangle each other for their entire lives, and besides, both of them seemed to enjoy this relationship quite a bit!

Only she, clearly an outsider, thinks she's in charge!

Enough, Wen Man... That's enough!

That's it!

Wen Man didn't want to cry, it was too embarrassing and shameful, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably!

……

"Wen Man!" Huo Shaoting was taken aback to see her.

He subconsciously knew that she had heard everything he just said.

He wanted to explain.

Wen Man stopped him: "Don't come here! Huo Shaoting... don't come here!"

She picked up the file and handed it to him.

She whispered, "Zhang's secretary's child is sick, and she asked me to deliver the files for her! Since you're not at the office anymore, I...wanted to come see you!"

Ho Shaoting took the file.

He frowned: "Wen Man, it's not what you think!"

Wen Man lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, she looked at the diamond ring on her finger.

The moisture in her eyes slowly condensed, she couldn't really see clearly, but she persisted in looking for a long time. During this period of time, she kept telling herself: "Being sympathetic to men leads to no good end!"

Look, she's so embarrassed now!

Slowly... Wen Man took off the diamond ring and held it up gently.

He could feel his Adam's apple bobbing nervously as he realized what she wanted to do!

Wen Man stared at him steadily.

She remembered that not long ago, she had asked him a question, and his response was: "Warmth, I can't give you what you want!"

Later, she had a brief relationship with Jingci...

Ho Shao-ting appeared and began to pursue her.

He didn't just want to get in bed, he wanted to date her and even marry her. He gave her a diamond ring and took her home... She was so surprised!

Now she finally understands, it was all just his compromise!

Because his parents, his sister liked her, and he was satisfied with her body, so he was willing to marry her... In his heart, marrying her was never a voluntary choice, but rather a kind of grace towards Wen Man!

So, he never said he loved her!

Not once!

A wry smile touched Wen Man's lips, as if in self-inflicted pain, she asked him.

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