er, clearly looking down on Jiang Lan's words.Must be living off his wife's money, rightHe said modestly, "I don't know which hotel you're staying at"Jiang Lan looked down at the entire city, his tone...Ho Shaoting returned to the mansion, it was already 8 o'clock.

The aroma of cooking filled the villa. His wife directed the servants in the kitchen, her brow gentle and kind under the warm hallway lights.

Seeing Huo Shaoting, Wen Man's voice was low: "Where have you been The children have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Before he could speak, she went on, "You're the one who always calls people back. Now that they've returned, you can't even be bothered to show your face!"

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly.

He put his arm around his wife's shoulder: "Something's up! It can't be about finding a mistress."

Wen Man's face flushed.

Huo Shaoting, seeing that there was no one around, took the opportunity to declare his loyalty: "After all these years, do I still need to say how I feel about you A thousand young and beautiful girls couldn't compare to you."

Wen Man readily grasped the point: "Are you saying I'm old"

Ho Shao-ting laughed: "No way!"

Under the corridor, he looked at his wife with gentle eyes.

He wasn't being complimentary, but rather, Wan Man has kept her same appearance all these years. Perhaps it's because the children are all quite sensible, with the older ones looking after the younger ones, and with him taking care of things, Wan Man hasn't had much to worry about.

She was still as delicate as ever.

As a man, Huo Shaoting was very content.

He walked into the living room with his wife, and at once he saw Ho Hsi and Chang Ch'ung- Kwang.

That man, after being driven away last time, came back again and naturally leaned on the sofa, picking up a magazine to read, as if he had never left this house.

Ho Shaoting's heart felt a twinge of emotion, but his face remained stern and imposing.

"Are you back"

Zhang Chongguang immediately put down the magazine in his hand and stood up: "Yes!"

Huo Shaoting took off his windbreaker, Zhang Chongguang naturally took it over and put it on the sofa for him. Huo Shaoting smiled casually: "Hey! I said how come you went out for a while, how come you're so involved in things"

Wen Man glanced at him: “The child has finally come back, so don't bring up his dark history anymore!”

Ho Shao-ting looked at her, still smiling.

He was joking, but there was still a hint of the sinister look he had when he was in prison in his eyes.

One can't tell unless they are a close companion.

Wen Man suddenly guessed where he had gone and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Chongguang. In the end, she didn't say it out loud.

Huo Shaoting sat down and took two sips of tea, then stood up: "Dinner is served!"

As soon as he spoke, Xiao Huo Jiao threw her arms around his arm: "Daddy, I've been hungry for ages! You were out for so long, Mommy even suspected you found a mistress!"

Ho Shaoting patted his little daughter's head.

Let her sit next to him for dinner, while Zhang Chongguang sat on the other side.

Zhang Chongguang was a little awkward.

Ho Shao-ting got up and opened a bottle of vintage wine: "Have a drink!"

Wen Man saw that he had poured himself a little over half a cup and couldn't help but advise, "It's not a special occasion, so maybe drink a little less."

Ho Shao-ting took a cup and poured some for Zhang Chongguang as well.

He looked at his wife: "How do you know it's not a special day Maybe I just found a mistress"

Wen Man personally filled it for him.

She said, "That's something you should drink well!"

Ho Shaoting's face was handsome and slightly flushed. He said to the children, "Your mother cares too much about me. Look, she spends all day thinking about keeping a close eye on me! What kind of man is considered successful Someone like me is successful."

Wen Man clamped vegetables into his mouth, blocking him from speaking.

However, Huo Shaoting insisted on having a drink with Zhang Chongguang. "You've been abroad for many years and are used to drinking foreign liquor. I wonder if you can stomach this."

Zhang Chongguang immediately drained half the cup.

"Not bad, your drinking capacity!" Huo Shaoting finished the glass in one gulp. The spicy liquor slid down his throat and into his stomach.

He remembered the day when Chongguang came to his home.

This child, though not his biological offspring, shows no less love and dedication than any other. In fact, he gives the most advice on business matters.

Glory has also grown up!

Ho Shaoting drank several small cups in a row. Wen Man tried to persuade him, but he insisted, "I'm happy today!"

In the end, a bottle of white was finished.

Ho Shaoting was drunk.

Wen Man helped him upstairs to rest, saying as they walked, “Later, get your dad’s coat up here. His phone is in the pocket, just in case your grandpa looks for him!”

Hoxi was getting ready to go and get it.

Zhang Chongguang stopped her, he said softly, "I'll go! You eat more!"

He looked at her with a hint of blame. He had been watching the show and hadn't eaten much earlier.

Ho Xi also didn't insist.

Zhang Chongguang walked past the sofa and took his coat. Just as he was about to go upstairs, a piece of paper slipped out of his pocket, folded neatly into a square.

He opened it out of curiosity.

A few seconds later, he looked up at the building, his gaze somewhat profound.

Huo Jiao ran over and said, "Chongguang ge, what are you looking at"

Zhang Chongguang put the file away and smiled faintly, "It's nothing!"

After that, he climbed the stairs.

Upstairs in the master bedroom, Huo Shaoting was drunk. Wen Man was taking care of him. He held his wife's hand with a flush on his face: "Wen Man, let's have another baby!"

Wen Man's face flushed.

"How old are you, talking nonsense, letting the children hear the joke!"

Ho Shaoting pulled her down and kissed her.

"How could I have rambled like that! I'm not seventy or eighty, I can still have children!"

Wen Man smiled wryly: “You have, I don't!”

Ho Shaoting gently caressed her waist, "How could you say that! Every time it's smooth and supple, just like when you were young!"

The more he spoke, the less coherent he became. Wen Man got up, intending to let him sleep.

If we keep going, things are going to get out of hand.

But when he stood up, he found someone standing in the doorway.

Zhang Chongguang!

Zhang Chongguang obviously heard them talking, his expression was quite peculiar, Wen Man felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zhang Chongguang is very considerate.

He came in, hung up his coat, and whispered, "You go downstairs and eat some more. I'll take care of... Old Uncle Huo."

Wen Man also felt they should talk, so she went downstairs first.

After taking two steps, she stopped again.

"Hey, Chongguang, don't take it to heart when your Uncle Huo hit you earlier."

Zhang Chongguang smiled faintly: "No!"

Wen Man went downstairs. The bedroom lights were a hazy yellow. Huo Shaoting, after drinking some alcohol, felt hot and unbuttoned two top buttons of his shirt. He was now making a fuss about wanting water.

"I'll get it!" Zhang Chongguang said softly.

Then he went to the living room and poured a glass of warm water. He knelt beside the bed: “Uncle Huo, have some water!”

Ho Shao-ting opened his eyes.

He gazed at the young man by the bed, so handsome and promising.

After a long pause, he whispered, "What did you call me"

Zhang Chongguang's nostrils quivered slightly.

He stared at the person in bed for a long time, and suddenly trembled and said: "Do you still want me to be your son"

Ho Shaoting stared at him, then gently closed his eyes and smiled: "What can I do I raised him myself. Should I give him away Parents shouldn't do that!" was too shameful. Huo Shaoting like this was simply playing with her.She was only wearing a black silk bathrobe, and with the struggle, it wasn't enough to contain her allure. Her fair skin made Huo...