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Chapter 105 Shao Ting Ge Don't, I Want It!

    

ut.Ho Shaoting finished the red wine, ending this cold Christmas Eve. He walked to the bedroom, which was still cold and empty.He lay there for a while, but then got up and went to the bathroom.For a...Huo Shaoting looked at Jiang Rui, then back at the people in the restaurant, and suddenly understood everything.

Jiang Rui was still thinking about Wen Man!

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "Here to pick up Jiang Sheng"

Jiang Rui let out a light chuckle.

He just saw it!

Jiang Rui walked up to Huo Shaoting and borrowed a light, took a puff and smiled: "I was originally going to send Wen Man back, but since Shao Ting is here, I don't need to. But... Shao Ting ge, you wouldn't be dating that famous widow from Hong Kong, and just happened to be caught by Wen Man"

Ho Shaoting frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He is only a few years older than Jiang Rui, but his status speaks for itself. Jiang Rui only dared to make a lighthearted remark about it.

Jiang Rui glanced at the restaurant.

He said nothing more, only smoking silently....

After he finished a cigarette, he spoke softly, "Shaoting ge, I'm serious! If you don't really want Wen Man, give her to me."

Ho Shaoting's finger holding the cigarette trembled.

The city's neon lights illuminated Jiang Rui's youthful face, casting it in a flickering glow. With a voice that belied his age, he declared with conviction, "I want!"

After that, Jiang Rui's Adam's apple bobbed nervously.

He didn't look back at Huo Shaoting, and went straight into the restaurant...

Ho Shao-ting stood there, continued to smoke the cigarette in his hand, and sneered.

Aha! He really did it!

When he returned to the restaurant, Jiang Rui was already seated beside Jiang Sheng, saying nothing but watching as Jiang Sheng spoke with Wen Man.ght by her gaze. He looked at her with intense eyes.His eyes, indescribable.Love and hate coexist, and the remnants of these years' desolation linger.Huo Xi suddenly felt like talking to him. Sipping...