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Jiang Lan still chose to stay.
Because of the rain, they stayed in the city for a whole three days. At night, Jiang Lan slept in the next room and never shared a bed with Huo Jiao.
They are all not in the right state!
Three days later, they flew back to the city on the same private plane. Huo Jiao returned to her own apartment, and she also brought back Xiao Jiang Sheng, but Jiang Lan often came over, about three or four times a week.
Occasionally, if he was late, he would stay over for the night.
They just never consummated their relationship.
Two months went by like that, and Huo Jiao's upcoming movie was finally going to start filming. Luckily, it was being filmed in the city, a urban romance film with a pretty good cast. Huo Jiao also landed the lead female role.
She wanted to leave her child with her parents.
But since Huo Shaoting and his wife were getting up there in years, she couldn't bear to make them worry about her. At this point, Jiang Lan suggested that he take care of the child, and when Huo Jiao finished filming, they could bring the child back.
He was telling her when they were at a restaurant.
Let's see, it had been ages since they last dined together like this, alone. It was nearly two years.
Candlelight dinner, perfect atmosphere.
They sat together, without the sweetness of an ordinary couple nor the tacit understanding between husband and wife. They were somewhat estranged from each other... they couldn't even agree on what dishes to order, their favorites.
When she got Jiang Lan's taste wrong,
Huo Jiaocai suddenly realized she hadn't loved him for a long time, they had long stopped loving each other.
She raised her glass of pre-dinner drink and took a small sip, then looked at Jiang Lan. There was no resentment in her eyes anymore; she simply said calmly, "If it's for the sake of the child, we don't have to tie ourselves together. Jiang Lan, given your circumstances, you could still find a very good girl and live a normal married life."
She wasn't sure what else she could give him.
At this point, her thoughts were no longer solely on herself. While she had harbored resentment towards him, she didn't want to spend the rest of her life consumed by it.
Jiang Lan guessed her thoughts.

He whispered, “I have no intention of starting a new relationship!”
He hesitated for a moment before speaking with difficulty, “ Huo Jiao, rest assured, if one day you find a man you like, I will let go and give you my blessing!”
He was so sincere, inviting her to live with him and his children.
Huo Jiao's slender white fingers gently caressed the wine glass, and she said a little later that she would have to consider it...
Later, at dinner, they were all very quiet.
Last was Jiang Lan's order.
When he went out, it was raining lightly. He drove over and held an umbrella to escort her to the car. He acted like those attentive men pursuing women... meticulous and thoughtful.
Ho Jiao got in the car, her body was dry, but his shirt was soaked halfway.
Men don't care.
Huo Jiao took a tissue and softly said to him, "Wipe it."
Jiang Lan listened but did not accept. He turned his head to look at her, looked for a long time, and said in a low, hoarse voice: "You still care about me?"
Hu Jiao smiled faintly: "It's just ordinary..."
She couldn't finish her sentence because Jiang Lan listened and embraced her, holding her tightly. His palms were so intensely clutching her slender waist, he leaned in close to her ear and murmured almost painfully, "Huo Jiao, I don't care if you don't love me anymore, but I still have feelings for you."
Then he kissed her, and they kissed each other.
With a wet kiss, it soaked through her limbs, the feeling of moisture and electricity running rampant, leaving her at a loss. She didn't even know how to move her hands and feet...
Jiang Lan's voice softened.
He grasped her hand, interlocking his fingers with hers, pressing them firmly against the leather seat.
She found herself increasingly unable to resist.
Outside the car window, the rain was still falling, but inside, it was a springy dampness. A kiss laden with moisture lingered at her ear, and the man's voice was hoarse: "After you left, I hardly touched it myself. I really wanted to... But Huo Jiao, if you don't want to, forget it..."

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