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On Huo tingxiao's side, he drove back to Huo's villa. It was early in the morning. Such a large villa looked particularly cold in the dark night.
Huo tingxiao sat on the sofa in the living room, with a little evil in his eyes and a cigarette butt in his hand.
What rang back in my mind was Shen Qingqing's cry in the toilet and what she said to him in a voice full of hate——
She said, how can you, how can you do this to me? Huo tingxiao, I hate you, I hate you!
She also said, Huo tingxiao, why don't you die?
Huo tingxiao's heart trembled when he thought of his hatred.
Shen Qingqing... Shen Qingqing
Suddenly, the mobile phone on the tea table hummed and vibrated. Huo tingxiao reacted from his absence, then picked up the mobile phone, looked at the caller ID on the screen, and then pressed the answer button.
"Grandpa, why haven't you slept so late? What's the matter with me?"
"Go back to the old house tomorrow. I have something to tell you!"
"OK, I see!" Huo tingxiao responded indifferently, and then hung up the phone.
Grandpa asked him to go back to his old house at this time. What else can I do except Huo Tingyan?
After going to Huo's the next day to deal with some daily things, when Huo tingxiao got down, he was ready to drive back to his old house.
But the old house at this moment is not so calm.
Shen Qingqing took a taxi to the Huo family's old house early in the morning. The housekeeper asked Shen Qingqing to enter the yard, but only asked her to wait in the yard. Huo didn't say he couldn't see her, but asked her to wait in the yard.
Shen Qingqing knows that Mr. Huo did it deliberately to embarrass her, but for the sake of midsummer, she can't give up and is not qualified to talk about giving up.
Even though it rained, Shen Qingqing did not support an umbrella, standing under the Wutong tree in the hall of the old house of Huo, and remained motionless, letting rain drop and splashing her trousers.
Huo Ting Yan drove back first than Huo Ting Xiao. After he stopped the car, he pushed the door open and lifted a black umbrella. He just came out of the car and saw the back of Wutong tree standing motionless, stubborn, proud, but thin and weak.
The courtyard is deep with falling flowers and light rain. Together with the beautiful woman in front of us, it becomes a beautiful landscape painting.
Just like his first meeting with Shen Qingqing.
But it's not what it was.
Huo Tingyan raised his lips slightly and walked towards Shen Qingqing with some banter——
When Huo Tingyan held the big umbrella in his hand and covered the sky above her head, Shen Qingqing slowly turned back and saw a face she hated very much.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
"Is it you?" Shen Qingqing frowned and opened his mouth indifferently. His tone was strange and even disgusted.
"Why don't you stand here and go in?" Huo Tingyan naturally didn't ignore the undisguised disgust in Shen Qingqing's eyes, and he seemed to be used to all this.
In addition to her tender feelings for Huo tingxiao, Shen Qingqing was just a passer-by in her eyes, which was not worth mentioning at all.
Shen Qingqing smiled indifferently, but replied indifferently, "Grandpa Huo didn't let me in!"
A word has been said very clearly. How could she get in if Mr. Huo didn't let her in?
"Shen Qingqing, if grandpa doesn't let you in, you won't go in? When have you been so sensible and obedient?" Huo Tingyan snorted and smiled, but took her hand in his back hand and forcibly took her to the house.
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