Facing that bright and lovely face, Wen Man really couldn't bring herself to dislike it.
But she knew in her heart that this was mostly because she had fallen for Huo Shaoting, so she became especially lenient towards Huo Mingzhu.
This idea made Wen Man feel ashamed.
She couldn't help but look towards Huo Shaoting...
Huo Shaoting received her gaze, somewhat angered!
How, did she just want to get along with Gu Changqing like this? And even bring him home?
Ho Shao-ting looked at Gu Changqing.
As men, Gu Changqing quickly became uneasy. He faintly curled his lips and feigned politeness, asking: "Wouldn't this be too much of a bother?"
Ho Shao-ting let out a sneer.
He gently hugged Wen Man's waist: "Of course not!"
Wen Man didn't expect him to agree. When she was alone, she couldn't help but ask in a soft voice, "Are you sure?"
Ho Shaoting stared at her for a long time, then spoke very slowly.
"I thought you were welcome, we weren't chatting nicely just now?"
Wen Man guessed he misunderstood and that's why he was being sarcastic.
She didn't explain.
She was well aware of her past with Gu Changqing. If seeing her every time in public made him uncomfortable, there was nothing she could do about it.
She felt a little wronged, her eyes were slightly red.
Joe Jingnian happened to see this and walked over with a smile, saying: "Did the little couple have an argument? Shaoting, you're a big man, give in to the little girl. She's also a precious jewel pampered by her parents at home. You shouldn't let her feel wronged here!"
He patted Huo Shaoting: “Keep your temper in check.”
Ho Shaoting nodded respectfully.
Joe Jingnian still had guests to attend to, so he went to greet them first. However, as he was leaving, he said meaningfully to Wen Man: "There aren't many people who can make Shaoting angry!"
Wen Man had already gotten over the initial shock of falling on Gu Changqing.

She just smiled faintly.
Joe Jingnian quite admires her, this young girl is quite spirited!
He took a liking to Wen Man and broke the rules to give her two tickets to the concert, saying, "Come if you have time."
Wen Man was a little surprised and flattered. She held the ticket lightly and said her thanks, unlike her earlier dismissive glance.
I got on the bus when it was time to go back.
He Shaoting held the steering wheel with both hands, turned his head to look at her bright and cheerful face, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "So happy?"
Wen Man showed him two tickets to the concert.
"Given by Uncle Qiao?" Huo Shaoting was quite surprised, because Qiao Jingnian usually didn't like socializing, but today he seemed to really enjoy Wen Man's company.
He not only spoke up for her, but also gave her tickets.
Wen Man knew he was still unhappy because of Gu Changqing, so she deliberately flattered him. When the red light came on, she put her chin on his shoulder and softly said, "Will you accompany me?"
Ho Shao-ting turned his head, his eyes deep.
"Want me to keep you company?"
Wen Man saw that his attitude had softened a little, and she gently hugged his arm: "Besides you, who else can I turn to? Huo Shaoting, tell me..."
Her voice was soft and alluring, yet with a refreshing clarity.
Ho Shao-ting's Adam's apple bobbed.
He regretted it now, at this moment he really didn't want to have a falling out with Gu Changqing, all he wanted to do was... with Wen Man.
The green light came on.
Ho Shao-ting started the car and turned on the radio, playing a very romantic song.
He occasionally would lightly hold her hand.
Wen Man guessed he had calmed down, and she softened involuntarily. She leaned lightly against the leather chair, gazing at his handsome profile, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
After all, she is young. Men are jealous of her and willing to lower themselves for her. She might think he treats her differently and have some wishful thinking that they could end up together...

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