Huo Jinxi looked at Mu Qian. The hand holding the cigarette rested on the window and did not move for a long time.
Mu Qian met his gaze with a smooth and calm smile.
"So you hate me." Huo Jinxi said slowly.
The smile on Mu Qian's lips did not change, but her eyes flickered slightly.
Such a sentence suddenly came out. Where did he draw this conclusion?
"Why did Mr. Huo say that?" Mu Qian said, "I was raised by the Huo family after all. How could I hate you without knowing what is good and what is good?"
"How much do you hate me?" Huo Jinxi ignored her hypocrisy.
After hearing this, Mu Qian was quiet for a moment, then slowly leaned into Huo Jinxi's ear, her red lips parted slightly, "Guess."
After saying this, she chuckled lightly, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car.
Huo Jinxi was still sitting quietly in the car, watching the red dress float away with deep eyes and ethereal thoughts.
Mu Qian took out her phone as soon as she entered the apartment building. When she walked into the elevator, the call was connected.
"Did you get the photo?" Mu Qian asked.
The other end of the phone answered in the affirmative, Mu Qian responded and hung up the phone.
Putting down her phone, Mu Qian looked up and saw herself reflected in the elevator door.
The old dress from seven years ago looked out of place against her current facial features.
She looked at herself quietly, but Huo Jinxi's words repeatedly rang in her ears - it turns out you hate me.
She had hated him for a long time, but he didn't realize it until she had almost given up her love and hatred.
It turns out that sometimes it’s not just love, but even hate that only belongs to you.
Mu Qian brushed her long hair and laughed slowly.
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The next day, photos of Mu Qian and Huo Jinxi together once again hit social media.
The photos were all taken in the early morning. In the photo, Mu Qian is sitting in Huo Jinxi's car. Such two people, such an ambiguous time, not to mention that there is a scene of the two of them being intimately connected in the photo, and even Mu Qian
The hickeys on the shallow neck are faintly visible.
However, during this period of time, the person who accompanied Mu Qian in public was clearly Lin Su.
Almost everyone in Tongcheng recognized Mu Qian as Lin Su's girlfriend, but at this time, it was revealed that she was having an affair with Huo Jinxi again.
The video of Mu Qian and Huo Jinxi making out in the toilet was once again uncovered and widely circulated.
Lin Su's public affair with Mu Qian happened after this video was exposed. He seemed to be declaring to the outside world that he didn't care about Mu Qian's past. But now, Mu Qian and Huo Jinxi are still unclear about Lin Su's.
What will the attitude be like?
For a time, the three people involved in the incident were once again in the vortex of public opinion.
Mu Qian didn't know what happened to the other two people. Anyway, she was very leisurely. She turned off her phone and lay on the sofa to watch a movie. The floor lamp she ordered in the afternoon was delivered in advance, so she rearranged the room again.
At nine o'clock that night, Mu Qian's doorbell rang again.
Mu Qian opened the door and saw Lin Su standing at the door.
"Why are you here at this hour?" Mu Qian asked, "Have you just gotten off work? Have you eaten?"
"Have eaten." Lin Su responded slowly, and then looked at Mu Qian carefully.
She was wearing a white shirt, which was buttoned to the second button even at home, leaving only part of her neck exposed.
Mu Qian welcomed him into the room and pointed out the lamp she just received today to him, "How is it? Can it still catch your eye?"
Lin Su glanced at it casually and sat down on the sofa.
Mu Qian poured him a glass of water, and when she bent down to sit down, she unconsciously groaned and pressed her waist.
Lin Su turned around and looked over, "What's wrong with your waist?"