Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Mingzhu cried bitterly and threw herself into Huo Shaoting's arms.

Wen Man also guessed it, stroked her hair lightly, and then gave Huo Shaoting a wink.

She walked up to Huo Zhendong, smiled and thanked the uniform staff.

Huo Zhendong vaguely guessed the meaning and sent the person away.

The family was finally calm, only Mingzhu was crying suppressedly, Xiao Shuoshuo was a little overwhelmed, Wen Man went to hug him, and said softly: "Mom is not feeling well, can my aunt take you to play?"

Xiao Shuoshuo lowered her face: "Father said he wanted to call your sister."

Wen Man: ...

She glanced at Huo Shaoting.

Huo Shaoting picked up Xiao Shuo Shuo, and said to her softly: "I'll take Shuo Shuo to the company, and you accompany Mingzhu. It's easier for you women to talk."

Wen Man hummed.

She personally prepared some toys and snacks for Shuo Shuo, kissed him, and then closed the car door for him.

Back to the mansion.

Huo Zhendong sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette, he knocked on the seat beside him, motioned Wen Man to sit over, and said: "Your mother is going to accompany her first, Man Man, come and talk to Dad."

Wen Man went to sit down.

Huo Zhendong loved her very much, and he didn't care about talking to her, he said softly: "Mingzhu and your uncle, I actually agree, but it seems that Lu Qian is in trouble."

He said, Wen Man just listened quietly.

After a long time, he whispered again: "If Lu Qian can't give her happiness, neither can anyone else."

After saying that, he walked away.

Wen Man sat there alone, drinking the scented tea poured by the servants, and after a long time of reasoning, she finally figured out what Huo Zhendong meant, and she smiled lightly.

In fact, Huo Zhendong is a very good father, very open-minded.

She went upstairs to see Mingzhu.

After talking with Mingzhu all morning, Mingzhu finally fell asleep.

Wen Man gently covered her with the quilt.

When she went downstairs, her heart was like water. For more than a year, she couldn't forget the scene of Mingzhu and Shuoshuo queuing up to buy milk tea. She waited in line for half a day and was only willing to buy a cup.

She called Lu Qian.

Lu Qian's voice was tired but gentle: "How is she?"

"It's okay, it's just a little sad."

Wen Man pondered for a long time, but still asked what she wanted to ask: "Uncle, is what was written in the newspaper true? Do you really want to be engaged to Miss Lan?"

Lu Qian was silent for a while, and said softly, "Help me take care of her for another half a year."

Half a year, only half a year...

Wen Man knew that it was confidential, so she didn't ask any more questions, and chatted about some shimmering topics.Originally, Shuo Shuo was supposed to go to kindergarten at this age, but Lu Qian firmly opposed it, so he stayed at home to play for another year.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Man took Huoxi home.

Huo Shaoting came back early, and brought back little Shuoshuo. He didn't feel bad for the two children playing on the morningdew piano.

After staying with her for a while, he called the servant: "Where's your wife?"

The servant smiled slightly: "Madam is cooking dinner for Miss and Young Master Shuoshuo!"

Huo Shaoting felt warm in his heart.

He didn't go to the kitchen immediately, but went to see Yunsi first, took a shower and changed into his home clothes.

Walking to the kitchen, the two servants exited wisely.

Huo Shaoting walked behind Wen Man, hugged her lightly, and kissed the back of her ear dishonestly: "Do you have mine?"

Wen Man was setting the plates, saying it was itchy, telling him to stop making trouble.

"Your servants will do it."

Huo Shaoting's eyes were slightly deep, he stared at his wife.

Wen Man is a perfect wife. She has a harmonious relationship with his parents and sister, and takes good care of several children, including her own body and skin. She also manages the same as before. When they lived as a couple, he never feel boring.

However, he is not satisfied.

Huo Shaoting didn't know if it was the seven-year itch between them.Or, because he didn't recover his memory, Wen Man couldn't find the feeling he had back then?

This made him worry about gains and losses.

After dinner, he took care of Yun Si as usual, and Wen Man coaxed Huo Xi and Xiao Shuo Shuo to sleep. Those two children had inherited the Lu family's genes, so they were cute sleeping side by side.

Huo Shaoting took some official duties home to do.

He worked in the study until 11 o'clock, and he was a little tired when he came out. When he returned to the bedroom, Wen Man was talking on the phone with someone, probably her classmate, and he could faintly hear the names of Gu Changqing and Bai Wei.

When Huo Shaoting came in, Wen Man hung up the phone.

She looked at him: "Are you tired, take a shower and go to sleep!"

As usual, she went to the cloakroom to get him clothes, where she had carefully ironed every piece of clothing, and even the smell of laundry detergent was something he was used to.

A gentle and virtuous wife should make a man feel at ease.

But Huo Shaoting really can't be happy, it's too formative, Wen Man is just playing the perfect wife, taking care of him, taking care of the children, and then accompanying him to do things like husband and wife.

Love it or not, she never seems to care.

She never asked about the part of his memory that he lost.

The loss of not being valued and not being loved increased day by day. He even suspected that he had a mental illness and went to see a psychiatrist alone.

The doctor said that he was not sick, it may be that the life of husband and wife is not harmonious.

At night, when he followed Wen Man, he couldn't help thinking twice a week, isn't it enough for a man of his age?

Wen Man buried her face in the pillow.

He was absent-minded, and so was she.

"What are you thinking?" Huo Shaoting leaned over to kiss her.

Wen Man gently put her arms around his neck, and hummed softly: "I'm thinking about what to make for Huo Xi and Shuo Shuo for breakfast tomorrow morning..."

Huo Shaoting looked at her quietly for a while, then held her slender waist.

A love story draws an end.

He got up to take a shower, Wen Man was sticking to the sheets, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

In the bathroom, there was a slight hoarse voice.

She was quite surprised, it was Huo Shaoting who was... that?

Just now, he was not satisfied?

At this time, as a wife, she shouldn't pry into that privacy, she should give a husband a face, besides, she was really tired after a busy day, raised her hand to button her pajamas, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Huo Shaoting came out of the bathroom feeling refreshed.

He looked at the woman sleeping on the bed, feeling indescribably complicated. He yearned for her, but no matter how warmly he hugged her, he couldn't get a response.

For the past six months, they haven't had a bad time.

After all, something was missing!

He didn't want Wen Man to inhale second-hand smoke, so he simply went to the study, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

Then convince yourself that this kind of life is good and he should be content.

But the black hole in his heart is getting bigger and bigger...

In the middle of the night, the door was pushed open.

Little Hosie slipped in with a pillow in her little white dress, and climbed onto her father's lap as soon as she came over, snuggling up comfortably.

Huo Shaoting put aside his worries and kissed his little guy: "Why did you come here?"

"Lu Shuo snores so loudly."

Huo Shaoting pinched her cheek: "Why do you call him Lu Shuo?"

Little Hussie rested his little head on his father's arm, then pulled the blanket on his body, and gently closed his eyes: "Because my uncle and grandpa are his father."

Huo Shaoting's heart was overflowing with pride.

He kissed the little girl in his arms, then hugged him and lay down on the sofa, letting Hosie sleep in his arms.Little Hussie was not polite to him either, his little feet stuck to his lower abdomen, using him as a washboard to tickle him.