Chapter 443 Mr. Huo, I have nothing to say to you!
When Ou Qing heard this title, he couldn't help but froze. Then he looked at Huo Tingxiao again, with a hint of provocation in his expression. He even reached out to hold Shen Qingqing's waist, and Shen Qingqing also He didn't hide, he just let Ou Qing hold him in his arms.
"Mr. Xu, I'll give you an afternoon to pack your things. I'll go back to Shen's house in the afternoon to end things with you!"
After saying that, Shen Qingqing took Ou Qing's arm, turned around and walked out, while Huo Tingxiao watched the shadow disappear from his sight, as if she was walking out of her own life.
He took a few steps forward to block Shen Qingqing's way, "Qingqing, give me some time, let's have a good talk, okay? I..."
"I have nothing to say to you!" Shen Qingqing curled her lips and smiled.
She just stood like that, looking at the man standing in front of her.
The man has a pair of deep eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips that are tightly pursed, and a well-tailored handmade suit, which makes him so outstanding. He just stands in front of everyone, not caring about others. Inquiring eyes.
He just looked at the woman standing in front of him.
That thing called longing flows along his blood into his heart, and then spreads throughout his body.
Brilliant lights shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining brightly all over the floor.
Huo Tingxiao's cold and deep eyes stared at Shen Qingqing quietly, his dark eyes filled with the deepest regret and self-blame in his heart.
He stretched out his hand, but his hand trembled slightly and could not fall on the thin cheek of the woman in front of him.
"Qingqing..."
The moment Shen Qingqing heard the voice and raised her head, her expression became indifferent and distant.
Huo Tingxiao's face looked a little unreal under the light. His handsome body was still arrogant and handsome, and his brows exuded the domineering aura of a natural king.
"What do you want to tell me, Mr. Huo?" Shen Qingqing looked at the man in front of her and said calmly, "Do you want to ask me why I didn't die?"
Huo Tingxiao looked at her steadily, his eyes not moving for a moment. In his eyes, the burning love became stronger and stronger.
His voice was hoarse with a hint of choking: "Qingqing, no, it's not like this..."
"If that's not the case, then what does Mr. Huo mean?" Shen Qingqing said calmly, as if she was talking about an extremely ordinary thing, without sadness or joy.
"Qingqing, it's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead!" Huo Tingxiao has not yet recovered from such a shock, he can only say this intermittently.
Shen Qingqing didn't speak, she just stood there quietly without giving him a glance.
Huo Tingxiao couldn't help but lower his head when he saw her like this. It was right for Qingqing to hate him. That was right. But when he thought of her cold eyes, he still felt uncomfortable. But then he thought about it. Five years ago, he had treated Qingqing. That would be bad, even worse than now.
At that time, how did Qingqing persevere?
Every time she compromised, he thought it was her guilt, but he didn't know that it turned out to be Qingqing's connivance to him, and he pushed Qingqing further again and again.
"Qingqing, you won't forgive me, right?" Huo Tingxiao's voice was low and trembling, with a hint of self-deprecation, "That's right. It's right that you don't forgive me..." "