After Huo Tingxiao left, Jing Jiaren really couldn't understand why he treated him like this, obviously two people who had nothing to do with each other, Jing Jiaren also took the initiative to sign an agreement with him, and would not pester him at all, what does he mean now?

couldn't figure it out, so Jing Jiaren called Jiang Li.

"Does he have some conspiracy?" Jing Jiaren typed and asked.

Jiang Li paused there for a few seconds, and then the female star, who is used to acting in TV series, suddenly shouted.

"Jiajia, there must be a conspiracy here, how can he, the president of a multinational group, be so idle, he must want to kill you! Do you remember the costume drama before, the heroine was killed, Huo Tingxiao wants to give you enough sweet dates before falling down! Jiang Li smacked his lips while opening his brain, "Such a man is so ruthless, he must hate you for signing a marriage agreement with him, and he will rectify you!" ”

Jing Jiaren: "......"

"Jiang Li, if you don't write this script, I think you're quite good." Jing Jiaren was very helpless.

But what he was for, she still didn't know.

Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is the day when Huo Tingxiao finalizes his return.

Jing Jiaren got up early in the morning and found that the servants were busy carrying something outside, and when she went out to look, she realized that it was something she brought back to the door.

Don't ask, it must have been arranged by the old lady, and no one in the entire Huo family would think of supporting her scene.

Unexpectedly, when she walked to the front of the car, she saw Huo Tingxiao directing the housekeeper, and the reluctant Lin Zhiqing was standing next to her.

Jing Jiaren didn't say much, and stood next to Huo Tingxiao.

When the man saw her come down, he put away his mobile phone and got into the car, and the group set off like this.

Jing Jiaren sat in the back row with him, thought about it, and took out a sketchboard.

"What do you want me to do?"

Since there are benefits, there must be a deal, and Jing Jiaren can only come up with this reason from the perspective of Huo Tingxiao's businessman.

Huo Tingxiao didn't answer, just frowned slightly.

"Why don't you bring a tablet, you can't use it?"

Jing Jiaren almost wanted to hammer people, how earthy she was in his eyes, she couldn't even use a tablet!

"No, it's a bit heavy and troublesome." Jing Jiaren continued.

Huo Tingxiao snorted: "I remember that there is an ultra-thin one, and I will send it over tomorrow." ”

Jing Jiaren: That's not what I meant......

She sighed and continued writing, "You haven't told me what you want me to do. ”

Huo Tingxiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "What can you do?" ”

"I don't know, that's why I asked you." Jing Jiaren wrote.

Huo Tingxiao no longer looked at her: "Just do your role as Mrs. Huo." ”

This sentence can actually have many meanings, but Jing Jiaren doesn't think much about it, the role of Mrs. Huo he said is to cooperate with him to play a loving couple in front of a good person.

Nothing to say all the way.

In the Jing family's mansion, Jing Jiaxue was pacing anxiously with Wang Zhilan in the living room.

"Didn't you say you'd come back today, why didn't you come yet!" This is the first time Jing Jiaxue has asked, "Mom, how about you look at my clothes today?" ”

Wang Zhilan waved her hand to sit down: "Jing Jiaren came back with her husband, what are you doing in such a hurry, and do you have any beautiful style!" ”

"What's more, it's not certain that Huo Tingxiao won't come back, she is a little mute who can't speak, and she can make Huo Tingxiao, a Buddhist master, move the crowd? I don't think it's a show. ”

Wang Zhilan fiddled with her new bracelet and snorted disdainfully.

Jing Jiaxue stomped her feet anxiously beside her: "Mom! ”

"Even if my brother-in-law doesn't come back today, I can't be worse than that little slut! Besides, if my brother-in-law comes back, this is the only chance I have to get in touch with him up close, so of course I have to take it! ”

Jing Jiaxue lifted the hem of her skirt, and the anxiety and cruelty on her face were obvious.

"What certainty do you expect? Just this clothes, this jewelry? How did I give birth to you so smart! Wang Zhilan couldn't get angry, so she nodded at her daughter.

Jing Jiaxue was confused, and looked at Wang Zhilan: "Mom, why are you still talking about this at this time, don't you want me to marry into the Huo family and trample that cheap girl under my feet?" If you don't help me, I'm still here to talk about me! ”

Wang Zhilan glared at her daughter with hatred: "Mom has already prepared it for you!" ”