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Chapter 223 Mr. Huo is now playing the emotional card with me?

"But, Shen Qingqing mentioned grandpa, I'm afraid..." Xu Youran frowned slightly, a little worried.

"Don't worry, the old man has never liked Shen Qingqing. Let's talk about it after she can enter the Shen family's old house!" Xu Ruiqin said softly.

Xu Youran thought about it and felt that this was the case, so she didn't chase him out.

Shen's house, under the old banyan tree.

Huo Tingxiao finally caught up with Shen Qingqing. He stretched out his hand to restrain Shen Qingqing. Looking at her cold eyebrows and the scene at this moment, they couldn't help but remind them of everything in the past.

They met, fell in love, and it was here that he proposed to her!

Shen Qingqing frowned slightly and looked up at him, "Is something wrong, Mr. Huo?"

"Do you still remember this place?" Huo Tingxiao asked lightly, his voice no longer cold as before.

But who knew that Shen Qingqing smiled coldly and said, "So what if you remember, so what if you don't remember?" After a pause, she broke away from his hand, "Mr. Huo is playing the emotional card with me now?"

After saying that, Shen Qingqing took a few steps forward and walked in front of him. The reflections of the two of them were reflected on the ground, which was particularly beautiful. The sparse sunlight shone from under the banyan tree, but it was also particularly desolate when it shone on their faces.

Through the shadow reflected on the ground, what I saw was that the woman reached out to touch the man's handsome face, but the man just looked at her and made no movement, let alone pushed her away.

It was this face that became her lifelong obsession and made her live in hell.

Shen Qingqing smiled slightly, her slender hands gently touched his eyes, and finally fell on his lips. Then she stood on tiptoes and kissed him gently. With just a light kiss, tears fell from the corners of her eyes. , flowed down her face and into his mouth.

Salty and bitter.

"A Xiao, is it hard?"

Huo Tingxiao didn't understand. He just looked at her tears and suddenly started to panic, especially when he saw Shen Qingqing's tears. In his impression, she rarely cried.

But how can tears be bitter?

Shen Qingqing smiled, but my heart felt even more bitter.

"It ends wherever it starts, right?" Her voice was very soft and indifferent, as if she couldn't hear any emotion, "A Xiao, it turns out that love at a young age can lead to mutual hatred. You have never believed me, but it doesn’t matter, I don’t care anymore!”

After saying that, Shen Qingqing walked out of his sight, but he did not stop her, but Shen Qingqing still left his sight.

It was not until later that Shen Qingqing whispered Ah Xiao, it became a past that Huo Tingxiao could never realize in his life, and it also became a memory in his life.

Shen Qingqing stood at the door of Shen's house with a slight smile on her lips, then turned around and called a taxi. She wanted to go to the cemetery and see her grandpa...

No, it should be grandpa and Ayan!

"Sister, where are you going?" the driver asked.

"Suburban cemetery, thank you!"

As soon as Shen Qingqing left, Huo Tingxiao also left. He asked Joey to take a taxi back. In the car, he called Xiao Yichen, "Yichen, where are you?"

"What's wrong at the Repulse Bay Villa?" A faint voice came from Xiao Yichen's side.

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

After Huo Tingxiao finished speaking, he hung up the phone. All he could think about was what Shen Qingqing said, and he couldn't get it away no matter what.

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