Chapter 169: Who the Made You Cry

After Qiao Nian sent a WeChat message to Shen Wantian, she walked around the park aimlessly, and then sat on a wooden chair.

She leaned back in her chair and stared intently at the full moon in the night sky.

Now that the evidence of falsification is there, what does she do next?

She is still underage, and even if she has an ID card, she can't book a hotel alone.

Why don't you really go to Shen Wantian or Sheng Jiuran and Xie Qi's house and spend the night there?

Qiao Nian lowered her eyelashes and rubbed her red eyes.

The question is.... She's in a terrible mood right now.

No one wants to see it at all.

Moreover, it's so late, just because of the little at home, it's not good to trouble people abruptly.

So, does she really have nowhere to go except for that broken family?

Qiao Nian felt very uncomfortable, she hugged her knees with both hands, rested her chin on her head, looked ahead intently, her voice was very soft, and asked herself, "Am I lost?" ”

"Ding!"

Suddenly, the phone that was placed next to it lit up.

Qiao Nian thought that Shen Wantian had replied to her, rubbed her sour eyes again, and picked up her phone to take a look.

Huo Yan: [I've said it many times, and you'll look for me when you get home!] 】

Huo Yan: [You want to find me at the first time, you know if you have it!] 】

Ember: What are you doing? 】

Qiao Nian looked at the screen, suddenly raised her hand and touched the hairpin on her head, she took the hairpin off and put it in the palm of her hand.

It's a Q version of the fox hairpin.

It's so cute to have a hairpin.

But he said she was cute.

The corners of Qiao Nian's lips couldn't help but hook, and he re-buckled the hairpin to his hair, and then the phone vibrate.

It's Huo Ash's voice call.

How could he be so patient?

It had only been a few minutes since he was impatient, and he came to the door immediately.

Qiao Nian looked at the WeChat voice call on the screen, paused, and then swiped his finger and refused.

I'm sorry, Ember.

She really couldn't pull herself together quickly and talk to him as she normally would.

Give her a little more time and she'll definitely pick herself up again.

Qiao Nian buried his face in his knees, desperately trying to convince himself.

But the surging grievances still surged into her heart, making her so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

The phone vibrated continuously, stopped for a few seconds, and then vibrated again.

The persistent teenager looked for her over and over again, but he refused to give up as if he couldn't get a response from her.

Look no further.

Look no further!

Let me, let me calm down.

I.... I.... OK.

Qiao Nian hugged his knees tightly, trying to shrink himself, gradually closing himself.

At some point, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from far to near.

Immediately after, a familiar and hot breath rushed over, wrapping the shrunken girl tightly.

"Qiao Nian!"

Huo Shen gasped slightly, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were so cold that they condensed a terrifying storm.

"Who the made you cry?"

He propped himself up in his chair with both hands, and his dark eyes stared at the poor cow-huddled girl.

I felt like my heart was being punched down and it hurt.

"You tell me, Lao Tzu will help you kill him!"

Huo Yan's heart was faintly irritable, and his handsome face was already extremely cold.

He had never been secretly fortunate that he would stay around the home of his beloved girl like an idiot, and not go too far.

That's why he was able to find a sad little fox in time because the other party ignored his WeChat and walked all the way.

"Huo, Huo Ash?".

Qiao Nian was stunned, and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise.