She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

wedding.

His breath burned her ears, and these two words directly hit her heart.

Shang Manyue looked at the man's handsome face close at hand, and her fingertips couldn't help but trace his features.

"Are you serious?"

How could she not look forward to a formal wedding with him? When she was young, she liked to watch idol dramas. Watching all kinds of romantic weddings in them, she fantasized about her future wedding in her heart.

When she was getting married to Huo Jingbo, she mentioned it in his ear, with explicit hints and hints, but he never responded.

Now he took the initiative to mention it.

"Ah."

Huo Jingbo responded calmly, "Let grandpa be happy. Hasn't he always wanted to be our witness?"

It turned out to be for grandpa...

Even though he could understand Huo Jingbo's filial piety, Shang Manyue still couldn't hide his disappointment.

She also didn't want to appear so ignorant and pretentious, lowering her eyes and hiding her emotions.

But how could Huo Jingbo not notice this little thought? He pinched the woman's chin and lifted it gently, forcing her to look at him.

Shang Manyue was unable to escape, his thick eyelashes trembling.

The man appreciated her panic, and then added unhurriedly, "It will also make you happy."

Shang Manyue later realized that he had seen through it and that he was teasing her on purpose. She became a little angry and pushed him away.

"I'm going to go to bed."

She jumped off the dressing table and walked towards the big bed, her face flushed with shame.

Huo Jingbo didn't stop her, he stood lazily against the dressing table, his hands folded across his chest, his dark eyes following her slender figure, "Mrs. Huo, can you bear to let me sleep like this?"

He meant something.

Shang Manyue glanced at him subconsciously. During the kiss and touch just now, he had already reacted. Some curves were vaguely visible under the loose bathrobe.

Her face turned redder.

She didn't know if men at this age were so wolf-like or if it was just Huo Jingbo. He seemed to be able to have sex every day, and his needs were so great that her back and legs ached. It was a pity that he was the only one she had lived for more than twenty years. Man, there is no reference.

She had been struggling all night last night, and went to the hospital early this morning. She had been worried all day. She was very tired now and really didn't have the energy to make trouble with him anymore.

So Shang Manyue decided to pretend to be dead. She pretended not to hear what he said, lifted the quilt, lay down straight and closed her eyes.

She even deliberately made a small snoring sound in order to be realistic.

Huo Jingbo looked at her series of extremely fake actions, touched his chin, and smiled.

However, he actually thought she was a little bit cute like this.

Like a little girl.

Okay, tonight he will stop being a beast and become a gentleman.

Huo Jingbo walked into the bathroom, stood under the shower, took a cold shower, suppressed the fire in his body, and then wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came out.

Shang Manyue actually fell asleep at this moment, sleeping peacefully, which made people feel pity.

Lying on the bed, he stretched out his long arms, put his wife into his arms, hugged her tightly, smelled the faint fragrance of shower gel on her body, and gradually fell asleep.

When Shang Manyue woke up the next day, Huo Jingbo was no longer there, but there was a touch of red plum on her white neck. It was obvious that someone had nibbled it in the morning.

Shang Manyue was speechless while applying powder, but she was still happy in her heart.

During breakfast, Aunt Chen told her, "Sir, tell me to call him when you wake up. He will take you to try on wedding dresses today."

Shang Manyue paused slightly.

She thought Huo Jingbo was just planning to make up for the wedding, but she didn't expect that it would be put on the agenda today.

Also, what he wants to do is always efficient.

Otherwise, the Huo Group would not have grown stronger in his hands.

"okay, I get it."

Thinking that she would try on the dress later, Shang Manyue subconsciously kept her mouth shut and ate two less buns to avoid being unable to fit into the beautiful wedding dress.

Then she called Huo Jingbo.

The man answered with a teasing voice, "You slept until now? Fortunately, I didn't do anything to you last night. Otherwise, wouldn't you be able to get up today?"

Under the influence of this stinky gangster like him, Shang Manyue's face became somewhat thicker, and she became bolder over the phone, and her mouth was faster than her brain.

"Mr. Huo, with all due respect, even if you did something last night, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to keep me from getting out of bed!"

After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said and wanted to bite off her tongue.

Although it was fun to quarrel with others for a while, if she provoked Huo Jingbo like this, she would not be the one who suffered in the end?

Before Huo Jingbo could react, Shang Manyue hung up the phone as if he was listening.

She didn't say anything!

Yes, nothing was said!

An hour later, the black Cullinan drove back to the villa.

Shang Manyue opened the car door, originally thinking that Yang Ge was coming to pick her up, but unexpectedly the man sitting in the driver's seat was Huo Jingbo.

"Why did you come back by yourself?"

She closed the back seat door, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

The man suddenly leaned forward, his handsome face magnified in front of her eyes, the two of them were almost lip-to-lip, and Shang Manyue held her breath subconsciously.

"How can you let other men do this kind of thing for you?"

Huo Jingbo explained lazily, and then he pulled out the seat belt for her and fastened it neatly. Then he sat up straight and started the car solemnly.

Shang Manyue's heart was beating loudly.

He obviously didn't do anything, but he seduced her.

She knew he must have done it on purpose to "retaliate" for what she said on the phone.

Be petty.

It’s really a loss that can’t be taken at all.

Shang Manyue complained secretly in her heart.

The top wedding dress shop in Hong Kong, the private customization here is second to none.

Knowing that Huo Jingbo was going to bring Mrs. Huo to try on wedding dresses, the manager led all the store employees to line up to welcome them. You must know that the wedding of the head of the Huo family is definitely a grand wedding, attracting everyone's attention. If Mrs. Huo can choose their wedding dress, then It's huge exposure.

All of them had smiles like flowers and served them with all their energy.

They had prepared more than a dozen wedding dresses alone, as well as toast clothes and so on. The total number was at least thirty or forty. Shang Manyue felt sweaty even before she tried it on.

Trying on clothes is also a laborious task, so she thought about cutting some of them out.

However, the clerk kept coaxing him, "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo ordered these to be prepared. This is the first time we have seen such a big pomp. It shows how much Mr. Huo attaches great importance to you. You are beautifully dressed. He sees it." It’s also pleasing to the eye.”

Shang Manyue knew in her heart that they were so sweet just to sell a few more pieces. After all, Huo Jingbo was not short of money, but who wouldn't be happy to hear good words.

They also complimented the man's talent and the woman's appearance, saying that they were a perfect match. Shang Manyue felt dizzy and began to try on them one by one.

She chose a wedding dress with a strapless waist and a long skirt that touched the floor. It was dotted with white petals. When she walked around, the flowers seemed to be blooming, which was so beautiful.

As the curtain opened, she was wearing a white wedding dress, and her beautiful appearance was reflected in Huo Jingbo's eyes.

The man was also wearing a black dress with black silk on the lapel, which was more textured. Coupled with his male model-like figure, he was breathtakingly handsome.

Huo Jingbo stared at her with his dark eyes and walked closer with long legs. He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her close.

Shang Manyue was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

The man's hot breath fell on her ears as he spoke word by word.

"Mrs. Huo, there is something I want to say to you."