"Did you compile all of this?" Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked softly.
Huo Jingchen met her eyes and mumbled too quietly to hear. He turned his head to look out of the window uncomfortably.
Zhao Siqing looked at the man's side profile and asked softly, "Why did you help me?"
'He hadn't only helped her this time, he'd also helped sway public opinion on the Internet previously.
'Although she hadn't learned for herself what kind of person Huo Jingchen was, she knew the rumors about him very well.
'But a man that was rumored to be so ruthless had now helped her repeatedly.'
Huo Jingchen turned his head and looked at her with his sharp black eyes.
He spoke in a low voice, articulating each word, "Because I don't want you to be bullied."
"Why?" Zhao Siqing asked softly, a little uncertain.
Huo Jingchen tugged at his red lips and moved closer to her. His eyes were filled with a strong sense of aggression. "Do you really want to know?"
He suddenly moved even closer. There was a faint scent of sea salt emanating from his body.
Overwhelmed by his looming presence, Zhao Siqing felt a little nervous for no apparent reason.
She avoided his gaze. Her throat was a little dry. She said softly, "Mr. Huo, if you have something to say, you can say it directly."
Huo Jingchen stared at her for a few seconds and then sneered. Then, he sat up straight again, obviously not intending to answer.
The atmosphere in the car was a little gloomy and Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed.
As a person who specialized in psychology, not only could she not see what this man was thinking, but she was also intimidated by his imposing manner. It was really shaping up to be a bit of a disaster.
*
In short order, the car slowly stopped outside Zhao Siqing's house.
"Sir, Miss Zhao's home is here," the driver reminded Huo.
Huo Jingchen was about to speak, but he looked up slightly and his gaze fell on a man in front of the building. His gaze immediately became a little mischievous.
The man was wearing a black shirt and long casual pants. He had one hand in his pocket and his face was handsome. There was a bit of gloominess between his brows, but it was also serene and gentle. There was a black stud sparking in one of his lobes, which was particularly eye-catching.
Zhao Siqing followed his gaze and was slightly stunned. She did not expect Lu Qian to be waiting for her.
She looked at Huo Jingchen and said gently, "Mr. Huo, I have to thank you today no matter what. As for your illness, if it's convenient for you, we can make an appointment. I want to create a psychological profile first."
"Mm-hm," Huo Jingchen responded faintly. His gaze had been fixed on the man outside the window the entire time she spoke as if he did not hear what she was saying.
"Mr. Huo, I'll be leaving." Zhao Siqing could sense the unkindness in his eyes and spoke softly.
However, just as she moved to leave, Huo Jingchen suddenly said, "Zhao Siqing."
"Mm?" Zhao Siqing turned to look at him.
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly. He looked directly into her cold and thin eyes and said in a deep voice, "The man outside..." He trailed off expectantly.
"That's my boyfriend, Lu Qian. Do you know him?"
Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a little. His long and narrow phoenix-like eyes were sharp and threatening, with a strong sense of aggression. It was as if he was about to vent out an uncontrollable surge of emotions. He looked directly at Zhao Siqing and commanded, "Break up!"
"What?" Zhao Siqing looked at him in surprise.
"You must break up with him," Huo Jingchen said in a low voice, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
Zhao Siqing keenly sensed that the man's mood was a little strange. She sized him up seriously. She didn't know whether it was because he hadn't had a good rest a few days ago or because of this fluctuation in his mood, but at this moment, his eyes were a little red.
Zhao Siqing's voice softened a little, and she asked tentatively, "Why?"