ubby little hand, as white and tender as snow, clutches old Huo Zhendong's face and pecks him on the cheek.Ho Zhen-dong looked at Wen Man, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.He kept sayin...Wen Man also felt that this long skirt suited her. 。She sat down and complimented Zhang's secretary again: "You have good eyesight, Zhang's secretary." 。He didn't respond. 。Aunty Li, who works at our house, brought over a Western breakfast and said apologetically, “I didn’t know Teacher Wen would be coming! Please bear with it for today. Teacher Wen, if you want to eat something else, just let me know and I’ll make it for you tomorrow.” 。Wen Man likes Chinese breakfast, but this is Huo Shaoting's house, and the aunt he hired. 。She has no reason to order people around. 。Wen Man smiled faintly and said, "This is perfect." 。

Li Shen breathed a sigh of relief: it seems like she's easy to get along with. 。She rubbed her hands and then busied herself in the kitchen. 。Ho Shao-ting folded the newspaper. 。He looked at Wen Man, she was lowering her eyes and drinking milk. 。y likeable.Lu Qian, of course, cared for him.He held his son in one hand and luggage in the other, not daring to let Mingzhu do any work.Mingzhu shut the car door and gave him only a cold glance.Lu Qi...