It was not until Zhao Siqing got into the car that she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to give Xiao Mi some instructions.
She did not seem to have the time to check if there were any clients or arrangements in the afternoon.
Seeing that the car was already very far away, Zhao Siqing gave Xiao Mi a call to give her some instructions before she felt relieved.
After arriving at the villa of the siyu residence, there was no one at home.
Zhao Siqing searched for Huo Jingchen's suitcase but could not find it. She could not rummage through his things at home, so in the end, she simply emptied her rose-gold suitcase.
"Shirt, pants, tie, PAJAMAS... "
Zhao Siqing stood by the bed, muttering softly as she folded her clothes.
There was a lot of stuff to bring. Zhao Siqing carefully packed it in a compressed bag, and then put a label on the bag to indicate what it was. This way, it would be easier for him to find it.
After 20 minutes of work, the suitcase was more than half full.
Zhao Siqing sat by the bed and stared at the suitcase on the ground in a daze.
What else?
HMM.. Underwear?
When she thought of this, Zhao Siqing's face couldn't help but burn a little.
Why didn't he come back to pack his things?
Where did he put his underwear?
Zhao Siqing got up and opened the drawer on the wardrobe. At a glance, she saw that the neatly arranged space inside was filled with men's underwear.
Her hands were on the edge of the drawer, and her gaze swept from left to right. Her small face was red and hot, and she had an inexplicable feeling of guilt as a thief.
Kneeling beside the wardrobe for a long time, she did not even dare to stretch out her fingers. Zhao Siqing's small face was red from holding it in, and it burned all the way from her ears to the root of her neck.
Seeing that time was passing by, Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and randomly fumbled for a few.
In just a short while, she felt that the bedroom was extremely hot.
Zhao Siqing felt that the colors of these things were more or less the same, so she could not see much difference. After putting them into the separate bag with a red face, she took a pen and looked at the label that she had stuck on the bag. For a moment, she could not write.
What should she write?
After struggling for a long time, Zhao Siqing slowly wrote down a line of small words: [ Panties ] .
After putting it in with much difficulty, she hurriedly stuffed it into the suitcase.
After checking it again, she packed some medicine that she usually prepared when she went out. To prevent him from having too much insomnia and not getting enough rest, Zhao Siqing reluctantly put two sleeping pills into it.
"Oh, razor, dental equipment, toiletries... "
After thinking carefully, Zhao Siqing felt that she did not miss anything. However, he suddenly had to walk so far, and she did not know how long it would take. Zhao Siqing felt uneasy.
After struggling for a while, she turned around and put in the pink rabbit that she carried every day when she slept. She also put in a box of fruit candies and a Thermos Cup.
The big box was filled to the brim. Only then did Zhao Siqing lock the box.
She calculated the time and felt a little nervous.
As she didn't know where Huo Jingchen left from, Zhao Siqing gave Tang Qi a call.
Tang Qi looked at the gloomy-looking Huo Jingchen. He walked to a corner and faced the wall. He covered the microphone and said in a low voice, "hello. "
"Tang Qi, how do I get to Huo Jingchen? " Zhao Siqing asked anxiously.
"Walk on your feet. "
Zhao Siqing:"...". ...
Tang Qi was probably not a retard.
"I'm asking him which flight he's taking. " Zhao Siqing felt that she had to be more patient with mentally disabled children.
"The president's own plane. "
Zhao Siqing:"...". ...
"where does he leave from? I'll go there now. "
Tang Qi secretly glanced at Huo Jingchen's expression. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "the president's whereabouts can not be casually revealed. "
"Tang Qi, do you believe that I'll beat you to death? " Zhao Siqing tilted her head and held the phone between her fingers. Both of her hands were carrying a huge box as she rubbed against the stairs. She was so tired that she was panting.