Huo Jingchen felt a sharp pain in his head, and his heart felt heavy.
Seeing that he let go of her, Zhao Siqing slowly turned around. Seeing that his eyes were red, she said softly, "I'll be leaving first. "
After saying that, Zhao Siqing turned around and passed by him. She grabbed her bag and left in a hurry.
Huo Jingchen came back to his senses and subconsciously reached out to grab her wrist. He said in a low and hoarse voice, "Qingqing, i... "
The moment he touched her, Zhao Siqing stiffened a little and her gaze fell on his hand.
Huo Jingchen subconsciously let go, as if he was afraid that she would be disgusted.
Zhao Siqing looked up at him and said softly, "Huo Jingchen, you're lucky to be born noble, but it shouldn't be an excuse for you to trample on others. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Siqing turned around and left, not even bothering to zip up her back.
The door was shut with a bang. Huo Jingchen stood there in a daze, his deep eyes filled with malice and dark red.
"Ah! "
After a long time, he growled in a low voice. His eyes looked like they were about to split open. He knocked over the things on his desk and smashed them onto the ground.
A Loud Bang came from the office. The air pressure was terrifyingly low.
Huo Jingchen was like a furious lion, but he had nowhere to vent his pain
The corners of Huo Jingchen's eyes were sore. When he thought of her disheveled appearance just now, his heart felt suffocated.
He was a bastard!
He was a bastard!
He clearly only wanted to treat her well, but why did it seem like he was always hurting her?
But Qing Qing, how can your heart hold so many people And I can't hold anyone else but you... ...
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes, hiding the tears in his eyes.
I can't control myself to love you, to possess you, to rob you.
*
Zhao Siqing only had time to tidy up her dress after she entered the elevator.
After leaving the Huo Corporation's building, she took a taxi home.
She rummaged through her suitcase and packed a few clothes, then took a taxi back to Yang Jingqiu's place.
Yang Jingqiu lived in a duplex villa. It was 160 to 70 square meters, not too big, but it was enough.
Yang Jingqiu didn't like having servants around, so the huge house was empty.
After Zhao Siqing opened the door, she dragged her suitcase into the living room. She was a little absent-minded as she looked at the familiar surroundings.
Back then, Yang Jingqiu had forcefully sent her out of the country despite her wishes. She had not returned for the past six years.
However, she did not expect to return under such circumstances after such a long time.
Zhao Siqing carried her suitcase up to the second floor. She pushed open her bedroom door and slowly walked in.
The bedroom was full of sunlight. The bed and the dressing table were covered with a dust cover. Although it looked spotless, when the warm sunlight shone in, one could still see tiny specks of dust floating in the air, giving off an inexplicable warmth.
She put her clothes in the cupboard and cleaned it briefly, but she was still a little absent-minded.
She planned to spend some time apart from Huo Jingchen to calm down and think about the future.
These days, she seemed to have lost her mind because of the throbbing.
All she could see was his good deeds. She was immersed in his protection and love, but she forgot that he was actually the one who was ruthless and unscrupulous.
As for Lu Qian... ...
Zhao Siqing didn't know how she could help him. With her status and situation, even if she helped him, it would only hurt Lu Qian's self-esteem.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Jingqiu came back from outside.
After opening the door, she saw that the lights in the house were on and there was steam in the kitchen. She couldn't help but be stunned.
Not long after, Zhao Siqing came out with the food. She looked at her and said softly, "let's eat. "