Chapter: 17
He took a step back and said coldly: "Teacher Wen, I drank some wine and lost my temper."
Wen Man looked pale and embarrassed beyond words.
Huo Shaoting finally had some grace, stretched out his hand to pull up her skirt and buttoned it for her.
"I'll do it myself." Wen Man's voice trembled.
Her hands grabbed the button the size of a grain of rice, but it was too slippery and she couldn't fasten it. In the end, it was Huo Shaoting who buttoned it for her.
He apologized again.
In order to compensate her, he personally called lawyer Jiang Ming and explained to him the situation of Wen Man's father.
Jiang Ming admired Huo Shaoting as a junior. He immediately agreed when Huo Shaoting asked and made an appointment to meet Wen Man.
Huo Shaoting said a few more words and hung up the phone.
He sat behind the desk and lit a cigarette. He said to Wen Man, "In addition to litigating for you, you can make any other requests."
Wen Man knew that this should be the last time they met.
In the past, Huo Shaoting might have occasionally cared about her body, but it was different now. He should have made up his mind to draw a clear line with himself.
Wen Man is a sensible person.
She pretended to be relaxed: "It's just love between a man and a woman, I have nothing to lose! I also have to thank Lawyer Huo for his help..."
Wen Man's nose felt a little sore at the end, but she didn't want to cry in front of him. She and Huo Shaoting were not even friends, so there was no point in being pretentious in front of him.
She said goodbye to him and said she would take a taxi back.
Huo Shaoting didn't say anything. He was still sitting there smoking, his eyes dim and unclear.
Wen Man leaves.
She didn't go home immediately because she didn't want to face Aunt Ruan's disappointed eyes so soon.
As night fell, Wen Man walked alone on the street. The Ferris wheel in the city center square lit up with colorful lights, and young couples were hugging and kissing under the Ferris wheel.
Wen Man stopped.
She watched quietly, the night wind blowing, and the corners of her eyes were moist.
A golden Continental drove past Wen Man, and Huo Shaoting saw Wen Man.
She stood under the Ferris wheel and looked up at the stars, with lingering nostalgia in her eyes... Huo Shaoting would not narcissistically think that she was missing him!
He knew exactly who she was thinking about. JrNovels.com