Huo Shaoting was just about to drive home when his phone rang.

At first glance, it's the person involved in the case.

His client’s voice trembled nervously: “Mr. Ho, the other party suddenly came up with new accusations that are very detrimental to me!”
Ho Shaoting gently caressed the steering wheel.
He frowned: "Send me the files!"
After hanging up the phone, he quickly received a message, confirming that things were indeed complicated.
Ho Shao-ting is a man who values his career very much. He got out of the car without hesitation and went back to the office to announce overtime.
There were wails all around.
It wasn't until three in the morning that Huo Shaoting remembered he had promised Wen Man to stay overnight. Wen Man should have cooked him a meal and even run him a bath.
Huo Shaoting picked up his phone, wanting to call her, but he thought she should be asleep.
He only sent a WeChat message in the end.

He had just sent the message when Zhang, his secretary, came in with a stack of files.
"Mr. Ho, the meeting is ready."
……
Late at night, in an apartment.
Wen Man was sprawled on the table, her face pale in the dim yellow light.
The phone on the table vibrated a few times.
Wen Man woke up in a start. She checked her phone and realized he wasn't coming back tonight. She stared at the message for a long time, then slowly cleared the dinner table and drained the bath water.
The water infused with essential oil has cooled.
Wen Man simply washed up and climbed into bed. Although she was so tired, she couldn't sleep. Perhaps that was truly the case.
She wants him everywhere!
She slept groggily until the next morning, when Bai Wei called.
Wen Man got up to answer the call, her voice a little hoarse.
Bai Wei joked, "It's almost 10 o'clock. Wen Man, are you still sleeping? Does Mr. Huo have such big demands?"
Wen Man's face was flushed.
"Nonsense! Huo Shaoting didn't come back last night."
Bai Wei let her go: "Fine, fine. I'm just reminding you to dress up a little. Tonight, we have a tough battle ahead! Even though we may not be in the teaching business anymore, we can't let that little brat's dirty water splash on us."

Wen Man was very touched.
From the time things happened at home, Bai Wei has been with her all the way. She whispered softly, “Thank you, Bai Wei.”
Over there, Bai Wei was biting on a slender cigarette and coughed lightly: "Don't get so mushy! Treasure, when you become successful, remember how we got through this together!"
Wen Man smiled.
After hanging up the phone, she remembered that Huo Shaoting had stood her up.
Wen Man bit her lip, holding her phone as she ordered a full set of invigorating and nourishing meals for Huo Shaoting. After doing something wrong, she felt particularly good and tossed around on the bed for several circles.
She did nothing, just waiting for feedback from Lawyer Huo.
About half an hour later, Huo Shaoting sent a WeChat message.
I'll let you know in the evening if I need this!
Wen Man looked at her phone, blushing.
She gently tapped out a few words.

After sending the message, she ignored it and began to pamper herself. She ate something, then went for a bath with exfoliating scrub, washed her hair, and put on a face mask... Wen Man felt like she had never been treated so lavishly in her whole life.
Wen Man walked into the dressing room wrapped in a bathrobe and picked out a deep brown little dress.
Simple and clean style.
The innermost layer is just a close-fitting silk, covered by a thin veil on the outside.
The deep brown color sets off Wen Man's warm skin, making it appear even whiter and adding a touch of femininity. Wen Man spent half an hour doing her makeup after styling her hair into soft curls.
After she was finished, she looked at her reflection in the mirror.
It's way more beautiful than she imagined!
Wen Man's cheeks flushed slightly. She imagined herself in this outfit, embracing and kissing Huo Shaoting... Just thinking about it filled her with anticipation!
It was getting late, Wen Man was about to take a taxi there.
But as soon as she went downstairs, she saw a black McLaren parked at the door, with a pair of long legs leaning against the expensive car.
A classic British suit.
His leather shoes gleamed, not to mention that face, which was even more handsome and alluring than usual.
Wen Man was stunned.
He's not supposed to go straight to the hotel?

(Editor in charge：graphic novels)