e up in the morning. >Huo Shaoting is no longer at the apartment, and even the aunt has finished her housework and left first.Wen Man felt she had fallen.She was actually infatuated with Huo Shaoting'...Wen Man's eyes were slightly red, and she met Gu Changqing's gaze in the night.

They had four years of relationship, their eyes and brows couldn't help but reveal a lingering affection, whether it was resentment or hatred!

A glass partition.

Ho Shao-ting held a glass of red wine, staring blankly.

There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

He didn't like the emotions in Wen Man's eyes. She might not love Gu Changqing anymore, but that person had left an indelible mark on her heart.

He chuckled wryly, realizing he had a rather possessive streak—a common ailment among men.

Huo Mingzhu appeared beside him.

She looked at Gu Changqing and Wen Man standing together, suddenly feeling a little uneasy. She murmured, "Brother, how come Gu Changqing and Wen Man are together They look..."

Ho Shao-ting hoped his sister would never know.

He glared at the couple, spewing nonsense with wide eyes: "Forgotten Last time Gu Changqing refused to save Wen Man, Wen Man held a grudge against him, and he probably dislikes her too."

"That's how it is!"

Huomingzhu accepted this statement.

She then asked another question: "Brother, wasn't Wen Man Jiang Rui's girlfriend How did she become your girlfriend"

Huo Shaoting smiled faintly: "I chased her down before Jiang Rui, what's the problem"

Huo Mingzhu gave him a strange look.

Then she said in a coquettish voice, "Brother, you must think she's prettier."

He didn't deny it.

He moved his sister to the front and gently hugged her, resting his chin on her hair and chuckling softly: "Didn't you say she has cooking skills, a sweet disposition, and is very sensible What else do you want to know"

Huo Mingzhu looked down on him.

As expected, men are creatures of lower-half thinking, and her excellent brother is no exception.

"You're such a jerk, brother!"

She pondered for a moment, then asked in a gossipy tone: "Are you living together"

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly.

...every man is a scoundrel. When you meet a woman you want to hold, it's not too hypocritical to be like Liu Xiahui!

Ho Mingzhu suddenly remembered something important and told him softly, "Mom has recently become obsessed with fortune-telling. She found a master to calculate your destiny, saying that the person destined for you is a rabbit."

Are you a rabbit

Ho Shao-ting unexpectedly remembered that Wen Man was a rabbit.

Could it be

He kept a neutral expression and lightly tapped his sister's head: "You actually believe this feudal superstition"

Huo Mingzhu thought it over carefully.

That's right! The fortune teller said she and someone born in the Year of the Sheep are a perfect match. Gu Changqing wasn't born in the Year of the Sheep, so it's not accurate...

Just as the siblings were speaking, Wen Man didn't want to be alone with Gu Changqing. She wanted to leave the balcony.

Gu Changqing, too, turned around and saw Huo Shaoting and Huo Mingzhu standing opposite him. He didn't know how Huo Shaoting had managed it, but Mingzhu wasn't angry at all. Instead, she smiled and waved to him cheerfully.

Gu Changqing broke out in a cold sweat.

Huo Mingzhu went past and hugged his arm, sweetly saying: "Gu Changqing, Wen Man is my brother's girlfriend now, you should be nice to her from now on."

Gu Changqing looked at her delicate little face, then shifted his gaze to Wen Man's face.

He said meaningfully, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her!”

Huo Mingzhu tiptoed and kissed him on the lips: "I knew you loved me the most!"

Gu Changqing coaxed her like a child, and sure enough, Huo Mingzhu was very happy and excited: "Brother said that Wen Man cooks well, how about we go have some supper later"

She ingratiated herself with Wen Man: "Please, I can't stomach the food here." "You can't say that in front of the children! Behave yourself!"He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.He kissed her for a while and said in a soft, gentle voice: “How could I be considered old-fa...