Zhao Siqing slowly looked up and saw a handsome face in the misty curtain.
Huo Jingchen?
The man's eyes were dark. He lowered his eyes and looked at her without making a sound.
Zhao Siqing did not speak either. She slowly withdrew her gaze and drank the beer in her hand.
She just did not feel very happy and wanted to drink a little.
Those years abroad were too hard to endure. When she could not endure it, she would drink a little.
Then the insomnia would be gone, and her nerves would become numb.
She wouldn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.
Huo Jingchen didn't speak. He just stood silently behind her and covered her head with the umbrella.
In the dark night, there was a storm.
In front of the Bright Pearl Tower, a man in a suit had one hand in his pocket, and the other hand was holding the umbrella, protecting the woman sitting on the stone steps.
The rain was getting heavier. He stood silently in the storm like a waterfall, but the umbrella in his hand didn't move at all.
After Zhao Siqing finished the jar in her hand, she tilted her head and looked at him.
The man was already soaked in the rain, but even so, he still had a deep aura and did not look too disheveled.
"Mr. Huo, why are you doing this? " Zhao Siqing asked him loudly.
Huo Jingchen pursed his lips slightly and did not say anything.
Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief. She felt that he was really a strange person.
She slowly stood up. The umbrella in Huo Jingchen's hand also rose a little higher, but it still firmly protected her under the umbrella.
"I just want to sit here for a while. You don't have to care about me, " Zhao Siqing said to him. There were still drops of water slowly rolling down her face.
"Do you like him that much? " Huo Jingchen asked in a deep voice. His long and narrow eyes were sharp and threatening.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She didn't expect him to know so clearly.
She didn't bother to ask how he knew, so she didn't say anything in a daze.
"What do you like about him? " Huo Jingchen moved closer. The two of them were under the same umbrella, and they were getting closer.
Zhao Siqing looked up and saw the man's devilish face.
She didn't know if it was because he had stood in the rain for too long, but his already pale face was even paler now. His lips were even redder, and his eyes were evil and devilish!
Without waiting for Zhao Siqing's reply, Huo Jingchen moved closer and said in a deep voice, "I have everything that he has, and it will only be better than him! "
Zhao Siqing looked at him blankly, unable to understand what he meant.
After thinking about it, Zhao Siqing felt that she had only met him a few times, so she was probably thinking too much.
She explained softly, "Mr. Huo, you are very nice, but there are many outstanding people in this world. It doesn't mean that as long as a person is good, others must like him. "
Huo Jingchen stared at her and said slowly, "then what do you have to do to like them? "
When he opened his mouth, there was a thunderous sound.
The night sky cut through a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, it was as if it was daytime.
"What did you say just now? " Zhao Siqing asked.
Huo Jingchen pursed his lips and stared at her for a few seconds, as if to confirm whether she really did not hear him.
A few seconds later, he looked away. "Get in the car. I don't have time to waste with you here. "
The man's face seemed to change instantly, and Zhao Siqing was more and more sure that he was temperamental.
He walked beside her. His face was very cold, and his gaze was cold. He looked a little cold and heartless. Only his big hand held a black umbrella firmly, covering her head from the beginning to the end.
Zhao Siqing looked at the side of his face and suddenly felt that this feeling was a little strange.
She could not tell what it was. It was like someone carrying the wind and rain for you in a storm for no reason.