d!Ms. Liu understood her well. She knew that if Mingzhu knew about Mr. Lu's illness, she wouldn't have signed the document. But... it wasn't fair to her.Mr. Lu makes a valid point. There's no reason t...Zhang Chongguang stood in the entrance hall, watching quietly.

In the vast dining hall, silver candles flickered, but only Huo Xi sat alone. Dressed in a professional suit, her black attire blended into the dim light, making her appear even more solitary.

The candlelight illuminated her features, but her expression was unreadable.

Zhang Chongguang lowered his head to change his shoes, his voice soft: "You're in such a good mood today, enjoying a candlelit dinner all by yourself"

After changing into his slippers, he came over and naturally wanted to kiss her, but Huo Xi dodged him. She said calmly, "I just think the lights are too bright."

She nodded to the opposite side.

Zhang Chongguang's thin lips curved upwards slightly as he walked to her side and sat down. He also took out a high-stemmed glass and poured himself a glass of red wine... However, neither of them drank, calmly sizing each other up.

After a long silence, Huo Xi finally spoke. "What have you decided"

Zhang Chongguang raised his highball glass, took a sip of red wine and smiled: "As I said, both children follow me, or it's out of the question."

Ho Xi's black eyes stared at him.

After a while, she smiled faintly: "Why be so persistent, Zhang Chongguang I think there will be young women willing to bear children for you."

Zhang Chongguang's eyebrows jumped.

He stared at Huo Xi intently, afraid to miss any expression of hers...Huo Xi's words brought back the unexpected kiss from last night.

Perhaps it was revenge, or perhaps it was his repressed marriage, but he certainly wanted to indulge himself.

But at the crucial moment, he still managed to brake.

At that time, I felt a bit lost and didn't want to continue. So now, does Huo Xi care about Song Yun's existence

He sneered: "Are you really willing to hand over Mrs. Zhang's reputation like that"

Huo Xi looked at his hateful face and smiled: "Zhang Chongguang, from the day I was born, there's never been a question of marrying for love. On the contrary, many people want to gain status from me."

Since things had reached this point, she didn't care about hurting him anymore.

Indeed, Zhang Chongguang's pupils constricted. He clutched the slender fingers around his champagne flute so tightly they turned white. He spoke in a measured tone: "Mrs. Zhang, you don't need to keep emphasizing how I was chosen by the Huo family."

He paused and then said, "I know you got my itinerary from Secretary Qin, and I know you looked into the origins of that house Song Yun lives in, but those things don't prove anything. We both interact openly, and that house was a reward from the company to her."

Ho Xi could tell, he was intentionally trying to upset her.

She looked down and sneered, "It takes real skill to make raising a woman sound so pure and elegant. I'm impressed, simultaneously...and truly disgusted!"

"Speaking calmly, she looked up and said, "Zhang Chongguang, you've crossed my line. You can certainly have new feelings, but that should be after our divorce. Perhaps you're carefree in your relationship with Miss Song, but do you know what she thinks Will she do something rash"

Faced with him, Huo Xi lost his appetite.

She got up and walked upstairs, but her wrist was grabbed... She turned to see Zhang Chongguang's handsome yet slightly sullen face. His voice was low: "Give up on divorce, I'm coming home!"

Ho Xi stared at him for a long time.

She waved him off, her expression as if she'd heard a joke.

How ridiculous!

He wasn't sure if he was laughing at Zhang Chongguang or at himself for being so foolish back then.

Hosei went upstairs.

Zhang Chongguang didn't leave immediately. He sat back at the dining table, the silver candlestick still burning with flickering flames. The Western dishes made by the servants remained untouched by Huo Xi, who only sipped a small amount from his half-full glass of red wine.

Zhang Chongguang picked up the glass of red wine and took a slow sip.

Auntie Wu came over and whispered, "Madam didn't eat dinner when she came back last night. She hasn't smiled much since the last time her husband brought... that someone back. Sir, please don't think I'm being nosy."

Zhang Chongguang twirled his glass of wine, silent.

Wu Sao did not dare to say more, and retreated.

Zhang Chongguang sat until the middle of the night, the candle had long since burned out, and the hall was dimly lit... He slightly raised his head towards the upstairs direction, staring until his eyes ached before he gently got up.

Late at night, a black Range Rover drove into a high-end residential area.

When Song Yun opened the door, she excitedly threw herself into his arms.

Even though he didn't sleep with her that night, she knew in her heart that men's hearts soften when faced with a woman's tenderness. He wouldn't find the warmth he craved at home, but he would here!

In the early morning, in a stylishly decorated apartment, a man was asleep on the sofa.

The phone vibrated. The caller ID displayed Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang Chongguang was still unconscious.

Song Yun walked out of the kitchen and when she saw the caller ID, she lightly bit her lip before picking up the phone and walking into the bedroom to answer quietly. "Hello, this is Mr. Zhang's phone, please tell me what you need."

Over there, Ho Hsi called early this morning to communicate with Zhang Chongguang about a project from the West Asia Group. Unexpectedly, Song Yun answered the phone.

But, that's not surprising.

Ho Xi said calmly, "I'll call you back later." Then he hung up the phone.

Song Yun pressed the hang-up button and was just about to think about what to say later when she saw someone standing at the bedroom door. It was Zhang Chongguang, his face dark with gloom: "Who let you answer my call"

Song Yun didn't have time to delete the call log.

She turned pale, handed the phone back to him, and explained cautiously, "I saw you were still asleep, so I just picked it up without paying attention to who was calling."

Zhang Chongguang flipped through his phone and saw that the call log was only a few seconds long. His expression eased slightly, and he asked calmly, "What did you say"

"She didn't say anything, Mrs. Zhang said she would call back later."

Zhang Chongguang put away his phone, turned and left. Song Yun followed behind him. Seeing that he was changing his shoes, she hurried over and hugged his waist: "You haven't had breakfast yet, why are you leaving"

He was aloof, and Song Yun didn't dare to be impertinent. She could only help him straighten his clothes and send him downstairs... The driver downstairs was already waiting, and Qin Secretary got out of the car.

Song Yun swept away the gloom on her face and greeted Qin's secretary very softly, "Good morning!"

Qin's secretary merely nodded lightly.

When Song Yun returned, her walk was noticeably unnatural, as if she had been taken roughly by a man.

Qin's secretary snorted coldly: "Not good enough."

After Zhang Chongguang got in the car, he casually asked, "What are you talking about"

Qin's secretary spoke honestly and bluntly, saying: "Zhang Zong, you really should take care of yourself. Men your age should be focusing on cultivating their virtue, not this kind of act with Miss Song. It's already outdated!"

Zhang Chongguang did not explain.

He turned his face to look at Song Yun's departing figure, which was walking with a limp... He was lost in thought for a moment, and Qin, the secretary, couldn't help but say, "Anyway, Mr. Zhang, as long as you don't regret it."

Zhang Chongguang slightly lowered his gaze: "Drive!"

From that day on, he began to treat Song Yun much more coldly. He didn't often go there anymore... Song Yun invited him three or four times, and sometimes only accompanied him for a meal. Even when Song Yun wanted to see him, she couldn't. Qin, the secretary, always said that Zhang was very busy.

Song Yun felt the problem was with Huo Xi.

That day, Huo Xi finished an economic case and came out of the court.

A white Maserati was parked at the door. The window rolled down, and Song Yun took off her sunglasses and looked at Huo Xi: "Mrs. Zhang, do you have time to chat"

Huo Xi's 170cm height stood straight, and she slightly curved her lips: "You can call me Lawyer Huo now! I can give you one minute, over that and there will be a charge."

Song Yun's face darkened: "Why must you use your status to intimidate others"

She was afraid that Huo Xi would leave, and hurriedly said: "When are you going to divorce Mr. Zhang He's very unhappy. Every time he comes to me to vent, I feel his pain, Lawyer Huo, you should let go and stop adding to this man's suffering, you should give him freedom."

He Xi heard the sarcasm and sneered, "You should tell Zhang Chongguang this."

Speaking to Songyun, one loses their status.

Ho Xi walked to the other side, opened the car door, got in, and drove away soon...

Song Yun bit her lip and put the sunglasses back on. Her face was full of unwillingness. She thought that if she actively criticized Huo Xi, he would lose his temper and fight her. She wanted to make a big fuss out of it and force Zhang Chongguang to divorce.

Unexpectedly, Huo Xi ignored her completely.

Song Yun was a little anxious. She knew about men's weaknesses, Zhang Chongguang came to her because he wanted to anger Huo Xi, but at the same time, he was also interested in something new... He couldn't hide that from her.

Once the novelty wears off, she'll have no chance.

Song Yun is about to make a big move.

……

On Saturday noon, Hoxi had a meal at the Huo family mansion. She had lost some weight recently, so Wen Man specially personally cooked soup for her and also wanted to subtly inquire about her relationship with Chongguang.

There's a lot of gossip floating around outside.

He was evasive.

Just then, Ho Shaoting, who had made an appointment to play golf with his friends, returned. As soon as his car stopped in the courtyard, he jumped out of the car. He was so agile that he didn't look like someone his age.

Upon entering the hall, Huo Xi called out, "Dad."

A pile of photos was thrown onto the table. Huo Shaoting clutched his chest, furious: "Bring Zhang Chongguang back here and have him explain to me! Are these pictures real or not!"

Wen Man saw his face change color and quickly fetched medicine for him.

After swallowing a pill, Huo Shaoting felt slightly better, but he was still furious.

Huo Xi picked up that stack of thick photos. They were all rather suggestive pictures, featuring Zhang Chongguang and Song Yun together. There were ones of them touring Hong Kong together, playing golf together, and even passionately kissing at the entrance hall of an apartment...

Huo Xi's finger trembled slightly.

She stared at the couple kissing passionately, her expression so absorbed and dazed, as if she would melt into the other person's body in the next second...

Huo Xi's lips trembled slightly, and after a long pause, she lowered her eyes and smiled.

She said, “How could that be! This is a screenshot from the surveillance camera! These photos should have been sent to Dad by Song Yun.”

Ho Shaoting's face was cold as he dialed Zhang Chongguang's number: "You, get back here immediately!"

It's incredible, he's actually learning to raise a woman like other people!

Huo Xi looked at the photo for a long time before gently putting it down. She sat down and called the maid over to serve her another bowl of soup, which she slowly drank... Huo Shaoting and Wen Man felt that she was too calm.

After finishing a bowl of soup, Huo Xi said softly to his parents, "Mom and Dad, I'm going out to take care of something!"since she was little, and she pursed her lips, looking pitifully at Wen Man.Warmth can't help.After Ho Shao-ting developed that "mental illness," he became the king at home, and no one dared to offend...