Huo Jingchen stared at her back with gentle eyes.
A few seconds later, he retracted his gaze and looked at the little black heart at the end of the review page. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, shining brightly.
Huo Jingchen put down the pen in his hand, got up, and walked to the window to look at the city. The weather had turned cold, and it was almost winter, but the sun today was exceptionally warm.
In the room, Zhao Siqing was holding her computer and staring out of the window in a daze.
She seemed to have become.. Less and less like herself... ...
* Oh, yeah
The next afternoon, the vice president of the Jh Chamber of Commerce invited her to a soiree on trauma.
Jh, as the sponsor of the charity event, invited a number of political and business celebrities to discuss cooperation and donations.
Zhao Siqing did not have much experience in this area, but intended to join in the fun, to accumulate some experience.
In the evening, Huo Jingchen's car stopped in front of the studio on time.
Not long after, he saw the little woman wearing a smoke blue dress appeared in his line of sight.
Huo Jingchen glanced at her and frowned slightly.
The dress was not revealing, but on her body, it accentuated her already snow-white skin. Her pair of cold and clear eyes were like Jiangnan's misty rain, making people unable to look away.
Zhao Siqing opened the car door and said gently, "let's go, we're going to be late. "
Huo Jingchen suppressed the urge to hide her in his heart and looked away to start the car.
Zhao Siqing looked away, feeling that he was a little too quiet.
But thinking that he had always been volatile, she did not take it to heart.
The journey was silent, and the car soon stopped in front of the hotel.
Zhao Siqing didn't wait for Huo Jingchen to open the door and directly got out of the car to wait for him.
"Qingqing? " A somewhat familiar voice sounded not far away.
Zhao Siqing turned around and looked. She was a little surprised to see Zhao Xingan here. She immediately revealed a smile and said gently, "Dad. "
Jiang Xueqing held Zhao Xingan's hand and appeared in front of the two of them. Jiang Xueqing took the initiative to greet them, "Qingqing also came. What a coincidence. If I knew you would come, I would have asked your dad to bring you so that we could come together. "
Zhao Siqing smiled and said gently, "father is also quite busy with work, so why bother with him? Besides, my place is not far from here, so it's not a big deal for me to come. "
Hearing this, Zhao Xingan smiled and said, "Qingqing knows how to feel sorry for me. It seems that the old saying is right. Daughters are all cotton-padded jackets. "
Jiang Xueqing held his arm and said angrily, "do you mean that I don't know how to feel sorry for you? I was just thinking about how close you and Qingqing are. "
"Okay, okay, okay... you feel sorry for me too... you all feel sorry for me. "
Zhao Xingan said with a smile, his tone full of affection. Obviously, what had happened not long ago did not affect his attitude towards Jiang Xueqing.
Zhao Siqing had to admit that Jiang Xueqing was a woman of means. In other aspects, no one could compare to her in dealing with her father.
Zhao Xingan turned to look at the car not far away and asked tentatively, "who did you come here with, Qingqing? "
"Huo Jingchen. Coincidentally, he came with a companion. "
Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Xingan's face deepened. He asked gently, "Qingqing, are you and Huo... together? "
Zhao Siqing was stunned. She could see the anticipation and joy in Zhao Xingan's eyes.
They had been separated for so long since the last time they met. Her cheap father had not called her once, but when they met, he first thought of getting some benefits from Huo Jingchen.