After the wedding, I stood in front of Huo Ting Villa with my suitcase, feeling a mix of emotions. This luxurious building would be my "home" in the future, yet I felt no warmth at all.
As I pushed open the door, a rush of cold air hit me. I couldn't help but shiver; the temperature here seemed as frigid as Huo Ting's icy demeanor.
"Your room is on the second floor, to the right," Huo Ting's voice came from behind me, indifferent as if he were speaking to a stranger.
I suppressed my displeasure and forced a casual tone. "Thanks, President Huo. But we're married now; can't you be a bit more welcoming?"
Huo Ting frowned slightly, seemingly uncomfortable with my words. After a moment of silence, he managed to say, "If you need anything, just tell the housekeeper." With that, he turned and left.
Watching his retreating figure, I silently vowed: since you are so cold, I won’t make it easy for you either.
In the following days, I began my "testing plan." I deliberately acted distant and aloof around Huo Ting, treating him as if he were just a stranger renting a room. Whenever he appeared, I would quickly find an excuse to leave or simply ignore him.
However, Huo Ting seemed completely unfazed, continuing with his own routine. This only deepened my suspicion about his true motives for marrying me. Was it really just to appease family pressure?
Since the cold treatment wasn't working, I decided to spice things up. I started frequently contacting male friends and posted some flirty photos on social media. In the pictures, I either leaned on some handsome guy's shoulder or posed with them with my arms around their shoulders, smiling brightly.
After posting these photos, I would secretly observe Huo Ting's reactions. Yet he always appeared indifferent, not even furrowing his brow. His lack of response only fueled my determination to escalate things further.
One weekend, my best friend Xiao Ting hosted a party at her place. I deliberately chose a low-cut dress and put on an exquisite makeup look. Before heading out, I made sure to twirl in front of Huo Ting and asked him casually, "How does this look? Is it pretty?"
Huo Ting glanced at me and replied flatly, "It's up to you."
The dismissive attitude left me feeling a tight knot in my chest. I gritted my teeth and turned to walk away.
At the party, I deliberately acted particularly close to a handsome male friend. We chatted and laughed, even dancing together. Just as we were enjoying our conversation, I caught a glimpse of Huo Ting, who had unexpectedly arrived at the party.
Seeing him there brought a flicker of joy to my heart, and I put on an even more enthusiastic performance. I leaned closer to the gentleman, whispering in his ear from time to time, which made him laugh heartily.
Suddenly, a strong hand grasped my wrist. I turned around to find it was Huo Ting. His gaze was icy, and his tone was devoid of warmth as he said, "Come with me."
He pulled me into a quiet corner and released my wrist before coldly stating, "Watch your behavior. Don’t forget your current identity."
Feigning innocence, I retorted, "Aren't we only in a contractual relationship? What business is it of yours?"
Huo Ting's expression darkened further, anger seemingly simmering in his eyes. But he ultimately took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Do not challenge my bottom line."
Seeing him struggling to contain his anger filled me with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. Finally, I had provoked an emotional response from you, Huo Ting. I secretly reveled in it and decided to stoke the flames further.
"Oh? So President Huo has a bottom line after all?" I said in a deliberately flippant tone. "I thought I was just a decoration in your eyes."
Huo Ting's gaze turned even more dangerous as he stepped closer to me until my back pressed against the wall. He leaned in, his hands bracing against the wall beside my head, enveloping me completely.
"Wen Wan," his voice was low and magnetic, "do not attempt to test my patience. You will regret it."
I forced myself to remain calm and met his gaze directly. "Then tell me, Mr. Huo, what should I do to avoid regretting it?"
Huo Ting stared at me for a few seconds before suddenly releasing his grip and stepping back. "Do as you wish," he said, tossing the words over his shoulder as he turned to leave.
Watching his retreating figure, a mix of emotions swirled within me. What was this man really thinking? Why was he always so hot and cold? My determination to uncover the truth only grew stronger.
In the days that followed, I intensified my attempts to test Huo Ting. I pretended to receive flowers and gifts from admirers, deliberately accepting them in front of him. I eagerly awaited his reaction, hoping to see if he truly cared about me.
However, Huo Ting remained inscrutable. Sometimes he would frown, while other times he would completely ignore me. This unpredictable behavior only fueled my curiosity further.
I knew I was playing with fire, but I couldn't stop now. I had to discover the truth behind this marriage. I needed to know if Huo Ting truly felt nothing for me.
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I silently vowed: Huo Ting, I will unveil your mask and see your true self. This game of testing has only just begun.
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