Rong Heng was already depressed, but after being laughed at by everyone, he only felt that his life had become even gloomier.
Compared with him, Qianxing felt that her embarrassment and discomfort were nothing, and she gradually relaxed.
Mr. Huo originally had a temperament that loved to quarrel with his juniors and make fun of them. Not to mention Mu Qian's quarrels with him, even Huo Jinbei could occasionally argue with him, not to mention Qianxing, who was not afraid of anything.
A temperament that is not afraid of the earth.
After the meal, Qianxing felt that the conflicts between himself and Mr. Huo were over.
However, no one can guarantee whether more "difficulties" will be forged in the future.
After dinner, Huo Jinbei chatted with Mr. Huo for a while, probably because he didn't want to put too much psychological pressure on Qianxing, so he didn't let her accompany him.
Qianxing was happy and relaxed, sitting on the sofa downstairs watching TV, but her eyes occasionally glanced at Rong Heng who was sitting next to her.
Mr. Huo and Huo Jinbei were chatting on the terrace, and Mu Qian was upstairs. There were only two of them sitting in this huge living room, but Rong Heng didn't even look at her. Instead, he kept staring at his mobile phone, calling her from time to time.
Poke the screen hard a few times.
Qianxing sat frozen for a long time, and finally couldn't help but secretly glance at the screen of his mobile phone.
At this quick glance, she saw that his mobile phone screen stayed on the WeChat chat interface, but there was only a series of long green boxes on the right side, and the left side was empty, with no message box at all.
In other words, he was sending a one-way message to the other party, but the other party never responded.
Rong Heng, however, was still sending messages to himself. Occasionally he would stop and swipe up the message record. All he saw was a series of green dialog boxes, with not a single reply on the left.
As for the owner of the other end, although Qianxing couldn't see clearly, he could guess it with his toes. Who else could it be besides Lu Yuan?
Qianxing couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly. How long had he been sending one-way messages to Lu Yuan?
After scrolling up so many times, it seems like I haven't seen a single reply. How long has it been since Lu Yuan replied to him?
Is this normal for people in love?
The more Qianxing thought about it, the more curious he became, and he involuntarily leaned towards Rong Heng.
Rong Heng was immersed in typing on his mobile phone when he suddenly noticed a shadow cast down. He immediately put away his mobile phone and turned to look at the person next to him, "What are you doing?"
Only then did Qianxing react, and hehey twice in embarrassment, "Let me see what model your phone is. It looks pretty good."
"You are quite capable of telling lies with your eyes open." Rong Heng said coldly, "I really don't know what Huo Jinbei likes about you."
Hearing that he turned to this topic again, Qianxing choked uncontrollably, then crossed his arms, turned away and replied: "It's better than what you are talking to yourself!"
Rong Heng choked for a moment and glared at her again.
After stabbing each other with swords, the two people sat in their own seats without saying a word to each other. The atmosphere was even more tense than before.
Huo Jinbei drank tea with Mr. Huo and sent him back to his room. When he came downstairs, he saw Qianxing sitting on the sofa. There seemed to be a natural barrier between him and Rong Heng. He crossed his arms and frowned.
TV, but the expression on his face is clearly dissociated.
Huo Jinbei walked until Qianxing came back to his senses and looked up at him, "Have you finished talking to grandpa?"
"Yeah." Huo Jinbei responded, stretched out his hand to hold her, and said, "Tired?"
Qianxing lowered his eyes slightly, but still frowned unconsciously. When he heard Huo Jinbei's question, he just responded softly.
"Then let's go back." Huo Jinbei said.
"Okay." Qianxing responded immediately, and then glanced in the direction of Rong Heng.
Rong Heng was still sitting on the sofa, poking attentively with his cell phone.
Qianxing quickly looked away, pulled Huo Jinbei and walked out.
Huo Jinbei glanced at the two people. Seeing Rong Heng's focused look, he didn't say anything and just left with Qianxing.
As the car drove out of the Huo family's mansion, Qianxing's face was still not very good. She sat in the passenger seat and held the seat belt unconsciously with her hands.
Huo Jinbei glanced at her movements from the corner of his eye and was about to say something when his cell phone suddenly rang.
He glanced at the call and saw that it was his master who had brought him along as an intern, and then answered the phone.
This conversation is a journey.
The call finally ended when the car drove to the door of my house.
Fortunately, Qianxing didn't seem to have any objections to this. Seeing that she had arrived at a place she was familiar with, she immediately unbuckled her seat belt, pushed the door open and got out of the car.
In the house, Ruan Yin, who heard the commotion, quickly walked out, opened the door, and said with a smile: "You're back?"
When Qianxing saw her, his heart suddenly felt warm, and the suffocating feeling in his heart also felt much lighter.
Ruan Yin took her hand and quickly brought her into the house.
As soon as they entered the door, the two of them sat on the sofa and chatted. Huo Jinbei happened to be sending some information to his master, so he went upstairs to sort it out.
Qianxing knew that he was busy, so she did not disturb him and only brought him a bowl of soup in the middle of the meal.
He was always focused on what he was doing and didn't bother to say anything to her, so Qianxing went downstairs to chat with Ruan Yin again.
When Huo Jinbei finally finished what he was doing and went downstairs, Ruan Yin was driving Qianxing back to her room to take a shower and sleep.
Seeing Huo Jinbei, Ruan Yin couldn't help but frown, "It's finally come back, why are you still busy with so many things? You don't even have to look at what time it is, you should take a shower and go to bed."
Huo Jinbei glanced at Qianxing and stretched out his hand towards her.
Qianxing's eyes fell on his hand, her ears felt warm, she pushed her hand away and went upstairs first.
Ruan Yin looked at Qianxing going upstairs, and then she realized what she was doing, and patted her forehead, "I've said too much, haven't I? This girl is too embarrassed to get up. Okay, I'm going back to the room too,
Just arrange it how you want."
After saying that, Ruan Yin went upstairs with a smile.
Huo Jinbei was left standing downstairs and could only sigh helplessly.
…
Qianxing returned to the bedroom she lived in before. It was still the same as before, and some of the small ornaments Ruan Yin had bought for her had not been moved at all, which showed that this room had been reserved for her.
Facing such a room, Qianxing dared to think of anything else and hurriedly walked into the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower and sat on the bed, she always felt that something was missing.
After all, Huo Jinbei was always by her side during this period of time, and now she was suddenly the only one left, which was a bit unaccustomed.
What's more, she still has something hidden in her heart today...
Qianxing sat cross-legged on the bed, thought and thought, endured and endured, but finally couldn't hold it back, so she got out of bed, put on her shoes and walked towards the door.
However, as soon as she opened the door, she suddenly saw Huo Jinbei standing at the door of her room, preparing to knock on the door.
He must have just taken a shower, his hair was still half wet, and he was only wearing a bathrobe - he looked familiar to her.
Seeing him like this, Qianxing couldn't help but immediately raised her hand, hooked it around his neck, and threw her into his arms.
Huo Jinbei stretched out his hand to hug her, walked a few steps into the room, and then closed the door behind him.
Originally, he was prepared for the two of them to sleep in separate rooms tonight, but this idea suddenly changed when he left the Huo family mansion.
He thought she would need him tonight.
In fact, Qianxing does need it very much.
…
In the most intimate moment, Qian Xingxiang was dripping with sweat, but she still clung to his neck tightly.
Huo Jinbei lowered his head and kissed her over and over again.
Qianxing was so dazed by his kiss that she finally blurted out uncontrollably: "Huo Jinbei, what do you like about me..."
Huo Jinbei heard this question clearly in his ears, sighed slightly in his heart, but reached out his hand, touched her eyebrows gently, and then kissed her lips again.