"You just asked me a total of eight questions, and I answered seven. Now, it's me." Huang's paralyzed face still had no expression, but his tone was much lighter than before.
"Do you like sushi?"
"generally."
"Tell me what you like to eat?"
“Spicy wing tips.”
Huang nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Hey? What are you doing?"
"Go buy spicy wing tips, let's go." He grabbed her and dragged her out.
Su Wanqing couldn't shake her off several times until he threw her into the car.
"Mr. Huang!" She called him with some dissatisfaction.
"Call me Huang." His tone was firm, with a power that a superior could not refuse.
Su Wanqing opened her mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then closed her mouth. You will always suffer a loss when talking to this person.
Huang parked the car next to a store, bought a large box of spicy wing tips, and then drove all the way to the beach.
The sea breeze blew slowly, and the two of them sat on the soft beach, watching the waves of the waves under the stars at night.
Su Wanqing did not refuse the delicious food, and ate happily while drinking a drink.
Huang looked at her and was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "You can eat fatter."
"I'm not thin." Su Wanqing told the truth. Compared with the thin waist and white bones, she is slim and plump.
"What kind of man do you like?"
"Luo Xichen."
She answered while eating, relying on intuition and not thinking carefully at all.
"I'm asking what kind of man do you like?" Huang emphasized again.
Su Wanqing still blurted out without thinking: "He is a man like Luo Xichen."
Huang paused and continued to the next question: "What do you think of unmarried couples?"
Unmarried couple…
Su Wanqing stopped eating the spicy wing tips, and the figures of Luo Xichen and Mechelle floated in her mind.
Suddenly she lost her appetite. She put down the food box, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, saying, "It's just a status, a status that makes people envious, jealous, and hateful."
"Envy, jealousy and hatred?" Huang raised his eyebrows, "Actually, you have it too."
"What?" Su Wanqing didn't hear clearly because the sound of the waves was a bit loud.
Huang said nothing, his eyes moved to the deep sea, his face expressionless.
"Hey, you have two more questions." Su Wanqing reminded him when he saw that he was silent for a long time.
"Let's accumulate it and ask together next time." Huang stood up and patted the sand, "It's getting late, I'll take you home."
"Oh." Su Wanqing responded, feeling that the person in front of her was strange.
If it wasn't because she wanted to know her mother's secret relationship, she wouldn't have interacted with people like Huang. She felt... as if she was difficult to get along with, and she would be silent after just a few words.
Huang drove the car to the entrance of the Luo family villa and called Su Jiuge.
"Aunt Jiuzi, it's me, Huang, I brought Shazhi back."
"Yes, it's at the door. Can you come down here? I have a few words I want to talk to you face to face."
Soon, Su Jiuge came down, walked out of the gate, and stood in front of the two of them.
"Qingqing, you go back to the room first, and I'll have a few words with Huang."
Su Wanqing turned her eyes between the two of them several times in confusion, said "Oh" and went into the house.
"Aunt Jiuzi, give up." Huang leaned against the car and stared at Su Jiuge with his dark eyes, "Shazhi has endured a lot of unnecessary harm." "You just asked me eight questions in total.
, I answered seven, now it’s me.” Huang’s paralyzed face still showed no expression, but his tone was much lighter than before.
"Do you like sushi?"
"generally."
"Tell me what you like to eat?"
“Spicy wing tips.”
Huang nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Hey? What are you doing?"
"Go buy spicy wing tips, let's go." He grabbed her and dragged her out.
Su Wanqing couldn't shake her off several times until he threw her into the car.
"Mr. Huang!" She called him with some dissatisfaction.
"Call me Huang." His tone was firm, with a power that a superior could not refuse.
Su Wanqing opened her mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then closed her mouth. You will always suffer a loss when talking to this person.
Huang parked the car next to a store, bought a large box of spicy wing tips, and then drove all the way to the beach.
The sea breeze blew slowly, and the two of them sat on the soft beach, watching the waves of the waves under the stars at night.
Su Wanqing did not refuse the delicious food, and ate happily while drinking a drink.
Huang looked at her and was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "You can eat fatter."
"I'm not thin." Su Wanqing told the truth. Compared with the thin waist and white bones, she is slim and plump.
"What kind of man do you like?"
"Luo Xichen."
She answered while eating, relying on intuition and not thinking carefully at all.
"I'm asking what kind of man do you like?" Huang emphasized again.
Su Wanqing still blurted out without thinking: "He is a man like Luo Xichen."
Huang paused and continued to the next question: "What do you think of unmarried couples?"
Unmarried couple…
Su Wanqing stopped eating the spicy wing tips, and the figures of Luo Xichen and Mechelle floated in her mind.
Suddenly she lost her appetite. She put down the food box, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, saying, "It's just a status, a status that makes people envious, jealous, and hateful."
"Envy, jealousy and hatred?" Huang raised his eyebrows, "Actually, you have it too."
"What?" Su Wanqing didn't hear clearly because the sound of the waves was a bit loud.
Huang said nothing, his eyes moved to the deep sea, his face expressionless.
"Hey, you have two more questions." Su Wanqing reminded him when he saw that he was silent for a long time.
"Let's accumulate it and ask together next time." Huang stood up and patted the sand, "It's getting late, I'll take you home."
"Oh." Su Wanqing responded, feeling that the person in front of her was strange.
If it wasn't because she wanted to know her mother's secret relationship, she wouldn't have interacted with people like Huang. She felt... as if she was difficult to get along with, and she would be silent after just a few words.
Huang drove the car to the entrance of the Luo family villa and called Su Jiuge.
"Aunt Jiuzi, it's me, Huang, I brought Shazhi back."
"Yes, it's at the door. Can you come down here? I have a few words I want to talk to you face to face."
Soon, Su Jiuge came down, walked out of the gate, and stood in front of the two of them.
"Qingqing, you go back to the room first, and I'll have a few words with Huang."
Su Wanqing turned her eyes between the two of them several times in confusion, said "Oh" and went into the house.
"Aunt Jiuzi, give up." Huang leaned against the car and stared at Su Jiuge with his dark eyes, "Shazhi has already suffered a lot of unnecessary harm."