She quietly raised her head to look at the man in front of her, her white fingers randomly swiping across the screen of her phone.
She just wanted to ask, what should we do now?
Seeing that she was absent-mindedly poking at the screen, Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened and he slowly said, "Zhao Siqing. "
"Hmm? " Zhao Siqing raised her eyes to look at him.
Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice, "you tell me, or should I come and look for her? "
Zhao Siqing's throat tightened. Under his gaze, she slowly found the remark of 'Zhu Gu Sheng' and did not forget to look up at Huo Jingchen's face.
Huo Jingchen almost exploded with anger when he saw those three words.
Zhu Gusheng!
Zhu Gusheng... ...
Huo Jingchen was so angry that he wanted to hit her when he thought about how she cursed him to die alone after being reborn.
Zhao Siqing didn't dare to look up again. She only felt that he was too angry.
He had neglected her for so long and even threw away her birthday present.
She wasn't angry, but he was so angry.
He really was a gas bag.
Thinking of this, Zhao Siqing silently opened the remarks and changed the name. It was supposed to be Huo Jingchen, but when she entered the word "Huo" , the word "gas bag" immediately appeared in the font prompt.
Without thinking, Zhao Siqing directly selected it, and then, a new comment was generated.
After a series of six to no, Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds after she finished changing it.
Then, Meng ran came to her senses and subconsciously looked up at Huo Jingchen.
What was she doing?
Huo Jingchen curled the corners of his lips, and a dangerous look appeared in his eyes. "If I don't beat you up today and call you Daddy, then my surname won't be Huo. "
Half an hour later, Zhao Siqing came out of the guest room with messy hair and red eyes, as if she had been bullied. She didn't even pay attention to Huo Jingchen.
Huo Jingchen's expression was cold, but there was nothing unusual in his deep eyes.
Of course, other than the lipstick on his shirt.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the Spring Festival.
Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen's relationship was still neutral. Huo Jingchen had never explained what happened on his birthday and was still deliberately distancing himself from her.
Zhao Siqing did not contact him again. Other than the teeth marks on her shoulder, it was as if nothing had happened.
Early in the morning, before Zhao Siqing got up, she heard the sound of a car in the yard.
She rubbed her eyes and got up. She saw a tall man get out of a dark green jeep. The man's hair was cut into half an inch and he was wearing a pair of black boots. He was dressed casually.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and smiled. Zhao Yancheng was back.
She hurriedly tied up her hair, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.
When Zhao Siqing reached downstairs, the man happened to push the door open and enter. Zhao Siqing looked at him in a daze and said softly, "Yancheng. "
The man was tall and strong. His Sharp Eagle Eyes were intimidating.
Perhaps it was because he had been exposed to the sun all year round, his skin was dark, but he seemed to be particularly capable and powerful.
"Sis. " Zhao Yancheng's gaze fell on Zhao Siqing, and it softened a little.
Zhao Siqing threw herself into his arms, the corners of her eyes moist.
He had been quiet since he was young. The year she left, he did not say a word. He followed Yang Jingqiu to send her to the airport, and there was not much of a reaction.
However, the day after she left, he also packed his things and left without leaving a word.
In a flash, six to seven years had passed. The young man who was originally about the same height as her was already so much taller than her, and his features were clearer than before.
However, no matter how Zhao Siqing looked at it, she felt that he was still the little boy who liked to quietly follow behind her all those years ago.
Zhao Yancheng was brought back by Yang Jingqiu and Zhao Xingan after their divorce. When he was first brought back, he seemed to be only four years old.