CHAPTER 613: CHAPTER 612: I’M A PURE STRAIGHT MAN

"You might not understand me very well," Huo Mutian said, raising his hand and making a climbing gesture. "I’m someone who likes to rise to the challenge."

Wen Qiao was amused by him and dropped her aloof facade, "Do all men of your status have the same problem, that ’a woman who doesn’t like me? Great, you’ve got my attention’ mentality?"

Huo Mutian chuckled lightly, "No longer playing it cool?"

"If you like, I can keep it up."

"I’d rather you didn’t. You’re cuter when you’re not putting on airs."

A waiter passed by with desserts, and Huo Mutian waved him over, taking a small piece of cake and placing it before Wen Qiao, "The desserts for the banquet are specially made by pastry chefs from France. Have a taste."

"Such extravagance?" Wen Qiao was a little surprised.

Huo Mutian smiled and gave a noncommittal response.

Wen Qiao’s gaze was captured by the exquisitely made little cake in front of her. She touched her flat stomach, and ultimately couldn’t resist the temptation. She scooped up a small piece and put it into her mouth. The cream’s sweetness and the cheese’s soft texture melted in her mouth, whetting her appetite.

Wen Qiao nodded in approval as she ate, hearing the laughter from the man beside her. She turned to glare at him. "Aren’t you going to try some?"

Huo Mutian raised an eyebrow, "Will you feed me?"

With that, he opened his mouth wide.

Wen Qiao rolled her eyes, "You’re dreaming before bedtime."

Huo Mutian laughed softly.

Suddenly, he felt a chilly gaze fixed on his back.

Without turning around, Huo Mutian could guess who the look was from.

He curled the corner of his mouth and nudificantly nudged Wen Qiao, who was happily eating her cake, "Your ex-husband is staring at me so intensely he almost looks like he wants to eat me alive."

"Huh?"

Wen Qiao was startled and instinctively sought out Fu Jinghen’s figure.

Huo Mutian seized the moment. Just as Wen Qiao turned her face toward him, he quickly reached out his thumb and gently wiped a bit of cream from the corner of her lips.

Wen Qiao almost immediately realized his intention. She looked at Huo Mutian expressionlessly, "If you dare do something as disgusting as putting that finger into your mouth as a flirtatious gesture, I’ll see you on the blacklist."

Huo Mutian’s eyes paused for a moment, and he took a tissue to clean his hand, shaking his head helplessly, "There’s just no dealing with you."

Wen Qiao huffed and continued to look for Fu Jinghen, only to see his retreating back.

Huo Mutian also looked over, his face filled with excited light. He stroked his chin, speculating, "Do you think he’s angry?"

Wen Qiao shot him a glance.

Wasn’t this a case of asking what he already knew?

And why was he so excited?

However, speaking of which...

Wen Qiao put down the cake and turned to stare intently at Huo Mutian, "Why do I get the feeling you’re more interested in Fu Jinghen than you are in me? Your interest in me couldn’t be just a way to get close to Fu Jinghen, could it?"

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Watching Wen Qiao’s knowing, meaningful expression, Huo Mutian’s face darkened, "Throw whatever inappropriate thoughts are in your head out, and put that expression away—I’m a straight man through and through."

"Then why are you paying so much attention to Fu Jinghen?" Wen Qiao didn’t comply with Huo Mutian’s request, her expression unchanged. "But you know, your words don’t carry much weight. How could I possibly believe you?"