arrowed his eyes and stared at the man who seemed to have everything given to him.It's obvious that he didn't get what he wanted from Wen Man.He's used to having lots of women fawning over him all the...Wen Manxin was trembling.

She held back her tears with all her might, and walked in as she always had.

Ho Shao-ting put away his diary.

His slender fingers gently stroked the drawer, and when he looked up, his eyes were tender: “Has Hoxi fallen asleep”

Wen Man put down the fruit plate and proactively sat in his arms, pulling his palm to her belly: "She's asleep, this little one is waiting for you."

Ho Shaoting's palm gently caressed, feeling the unborn child.

It's too small, it hasn't moved yet.

Otherwise, he could at least feel the beating of his own flesh and blood.

He leaned close to her, his nose touching hers, flesh rubbing against flesh in an unspoken intimacy. He was intentionally teasing her, his words bold: "Is it the child who misses me, or is it you who wants to sleep with me"

Wen Man hooked her arms around his neck.

She was only wearing a thin silk nightgown, completely defenseless. In the past, he would have certainly indulged in her beauty, but she was pregnant now, and he had other things on his mind.

Ho Shao-ting only kissed her, lingering shallow kisses.

His large hand kept stirring the flames.

At last, he leaned his forehead against hers, breathing softly: "Wen Man, if only this moment could stop! We've finally made it to the end."

Wen Man's eyes were moist, and she gently pointed her finger at his lips: "Shaoting, we haven't even gotten married! How can this be the end"

Ho Shao-ting's eyes gazed deeply.

He stared at her, then spoke in a hushed voice after what felt like an eternity: "We'll get married tomorrow! Just you and me, Wen Man. Is that okay"

Wen Man said, in a hoarse voice, “Okay!”

……

The next morning.

Ho Shao-ting didn't go for a run. He made a phone call to Zhang, his secretary, asking her to prepare the files.

Zhang's secretary arrived in the afternoon, and the maid led her to the study on the second floor.

Zhang's secretary felt a mix of emotions, but still managed to force a professional smile: "Mr. Huo! I have all the files prepared!"

Ho Shaoting nodded and took the file.

That thick stack of documents was the share transfer agreement for West Asia Group.

Ho Shao-ting transferred all of his 65% shares to his wife Wen Man. It would take effect immediately upon signing and notarization by a lawyer.

Ho Shao-ting had read it once.

He handed it to Wen Man and spoke softly, "The Ho family might be inherited by our children in the future, but Xīa is what I leave for you! I'll have professional managers involved in the operations, and Zhang, the secretary... Wen Man, you can do it!"

He may not be able to stay with her until the end....

Providing her with a life of security is a husband's duty!

Furthermore, Wen Man possesses these.

In the future, when faced with his amnesia, she would no longer be self-deprecating and retreat. If he made her sad, she could make him leave home penniless.

Wen Man trembled her lips: "We're not getting married Huo Shaoting, I don't want anything, all I want is you!"

But, he's settling some affairs!

Ho Shaoting patted her head and smiled gently: "So, this is the betrothal gift!"

He is afraid that he will bully her in the future.

So he was aware when it happened.

Give her everything! her back.Wen Man froze, recoiling from his touch.He paused, his voice hoarse. "Wen Man, I know you hate me, but I have no regrets!"Wen Manliang smiled faintly.Of course, he didn't regret it, because...