Not long after, the car stopped outside Zhao Siqing's house.
Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen greeted each other before getting out of the car and going upstairs.
As for the bank cards, she did not take them and left them neatly in the back seat.
Huo Jingchen looked at her back view and could not help but light a cigarette.
He almost lost control again. Did he scare her.
Zhao Siqing only completely relaxed when she reached home. First, she placed the jigsaw puzzle that Chu Yue had sent over neatly on the coffee table. Then, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After that, she casually ate something and sat in front of the coffee table to categorize the puzzle pieces according to the letters.
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On the other side, Huo Jingchen's headache came back after he reached home.
He didn't even eat, took a shower, and went to bed early.
But not long after, he dreamed of the dream he had during the day.
It was his birthday that day, so he went to the office early in the morning.
He never thought that she would celebrate his birthday until he received her text message.
[ come back early in the evening, I have a gift for you. ]
Looking at her text message, he was lost in thought for a long time. It could even be described as ecstatic.
She had not spoken to him for three whole months.
Even though he knew that she was acting strangely, he was still immersed in the joy and refused to wake up.
He specially went to choose a new suit, ordered the roses that she liked, bought the cake that she liked, and asked the maid to prepare a sumptuous dinner.
When he got home, it was already late.
She was wearing a long white dress, curled up on the SOFA and watching TV. The warm orange light in the room gave him an illusion of warmth.
When she heard his movements, she greeted him warmly, "you're back. "
He was even a little reserved and replied faintly.
He could not help but come forward and hug her on his lap. He kissed her eyes and said, "Qing Qing. "
She did not hide. Instead, she asked gently, "I asked the maid to prepare dinner on the terrace. Can I celebrate your birthday there? "
He stared at her for a few seconds. Even though he knew that she must have other thoughts, he could not help but nod.
It had been a long time since she had spoken to him so gently.
He went to the top floor of the villa with her. The night sky was filled with stars and the lights were bright. It was a beautiful sight.
On the rectangular dining table, there were candlesticks, flowers, and delicacies.
She quietly accompanied him to a meal and even sang him a birthday song. Under the candlelight, she looked particularly gentle and calm. Only her eyes were cold and indifferent.
She did not seem to have a good appetite. She did not eat much before putting down the bowl and chopsticks.
After the servant took the things down, she looked at him and said gently, "now it's my turn to give you a gift. "
He looked at her silently.
She slowly got up, took out a black pistol from the gift box at the side, and slowly raised it at him.
His face gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Do you hate me that much? "
She looked at him coldly and did not say a word.
He sat on the chair without moving, and his black eyes looked straight at her. "Qing Qing, you want to kill me. "
She did not answer, but looked at him and asked softly, "Huo Jingchen, do you love me? "
His lips opened slightly. "Yes. "
She smiled at him. The wind blew her hair, making her look stunning.
"How much do you love me? " She asked again, like the most innocent girl.
Huo Jingchen was silent for a few seconds. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "do it. "
Zhao Siqing smiled and slowly moved the gun away. She turned it towards herself and looked at him. She said softly, "happy birthday, Huo Jingchen. "