Chapter 408: I'm Looking for a Wife, Not a Business Par

clothes and went into the bathroom, tossing the white shirt on the ground. Wen Man picked it up and put it in the laundry basket to hand wash it the next day...Suddenly, her eyes fixed.The shirt was...Gu Yunfan didn't believe it.

"Do you possess such great powers"

Wen Man very carefully tended to the roses, pruning each branch to perfection. Even in a vase, they were beautiful.

She smiled faintly, "You wait and see!"

Gu Yunfan wanted to smoke, but then he gave up.

Just then, Huo Shaoting came over.

In the sunlit room, warm as spring, his wife sat quietly arranging flowers in a white wool skirt.

From behind, she was still slender as ever.

Her auburn hair cascaded down to her waist, very beautiful.

Of course, if that stinky kid Gu Yunfan wasn't around, he would have the mood to flirt with his wife.

Ho Shao-ting was rather displeased.

But he walked over nonchalantly, picked up the vase and looked at it: "Quite pretty!"

Wen Man smiled.

She turned to Gu Yunfan and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely do what I promised!"

Gu Yunfan looked at the pair of sculptures before him, his heart feeling a mixture of emotions.

Warmth flowed towards him, and he wanted to get closer. But reason told him he should keep his distance.

Ultimately, he left.

As soon as the talent left, Huo Shaoting began to interrogate: "How come you were alone with him"

Wen Man played with the vase, glancing at him: "Are you jealous, or are you just making excuses to take advantage of me"

Ho Shaoting chuckled lightly.

He leaned against her ear, whispering softly, "You know me so well, Mrs. Huo."

He didn't do anything else, but instead, he stayed with her quietly and attentively.

Wen Man carefully tended to two bouquets of flowers, and sent one to Mingzhu.

Mingzhu loves this very much!

Lu Qian accompanied Mr. Gu, and when he returned to the bedroom, he saw her lovingly fiddling with something. He had drunk some wine and became bolder, saying: "I haven't seen you be so diligent with your hands before!"Man, smiling gently: "This is an admission invitation from the Paris Conservatory of Music. Your uncle has no other intentions... These days you've been wronged, why not go abroad for two years to cle...