Huo Jingchen stared at her back, his eyes gentle.

After a few seconds, he withdrew his gaze and landed on the small black heart at the end of the review page, slightly curling the corners of his lips and shining brightly.

Huo Jingchen put down the pen in his hand, got up and walked to the window to look at the city, the weather is getting cooler, and it is about to enter winter, but today's sunshine is exceptionally warm.

In the room, Zhao Siqing was holding the computer and looking out the window in a daze.

She seems to become... It's becoming less and less like yourself......

*

In the afternoon of the next day, the vice president of the JH Chamber of Commerce invited her to attend an evening party about psychological trauma.

As the initiator of this charity activity, JH invited many celebrities from the political and business circles to discuss cooperation and make donations.

Zhao Siqing has little experience in this area, but he plans to join in the fun, which can be regarded as accumulating experience.

In the evening, Huo Jingchen's car stopped in front of the studio on time.

It didn't take long for a little woman to appear in a smoky blue dress.

Huo Jingchen glanced at her and frowned slightly.

The dress is not revealing, but it can be worn on her, but the already snow-white skin set off is even more blown, and a pair of cold and clear eyes are like smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Zhao Siqing opened the car door and said softly: "Let's go, it's almost late." ”

Huo Jingchen suppressed the urge to hide her in his heart, retracted his gaze and started the car.

Zhao Siqing retracted his gaze, feeling that he was a little too silent.

But thinking that he has always been unpredictable and moody, I didn't take it to heart.

There was no word all the way, and the car quickly stopped in front of the hotel.

Zhao Siqing didn't wait for Huo Jingchen to open the door, and got out of the car directly to wait for him.

"Qingqing?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded not far away.

Zhao Siqing turned around to look, a little surprised that he would meet Zhao Xing'an here, and immediately showed a smile and said softly: "Dad." ”

Jiang Xueqing took Zhao Xing'an and appeared in front of the two of them, Jiang Xueqing took the initiative to say hello: "Qingqing is also here, what a coincidence, if I knew that you would also come, I would have asked your father to bring you and we would come over together." ”

Zhao Siqing smiled and said softly: "Dad is also very busy with work, why bother him again, not to mention that I am not far away, and it is not troublesome to come." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xingan smiled and said: "Or Qingqing knows that she feels sorry for me, it seems that this old saying is good, my daughters are all little padded jackets." ”

Jiang Xueqing grabbed his arm, and suddenly said with some anger: "You mean I don't know that I feel sorry for you?" I'm not thinking about how close you and Qingqing are. ”

"Good, good... You feel sorry for me too...... You all feel sorry for me. ”

Zhao Xing'an smiled and spoke, with a doting tone in his tone, obviously what happened not long ago did not affect his attitude towards Jiang Xueqing much.

Zhao Siqing has to say that Jiang Xueqing is a woman with means, no matter what else she is, she is indeed unmatched in dealing with her father.

Zhao Xingan turned his head to look at the car not far away, and then said tentatively: "Who did Qingqing come with here?" ”

"and Huo Jingchen, it just so happened that he was okay and came over with a companion."

Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Xingan's face suddenly deepened a little, and he asked gently: "Qingqing, you and Huo Shao... Together? ”

Zhao Siqing was stunned, and could see the expectation and joy in Zhao Xingan's eyes.

Since the last time they met, they had been separated for so long, and her cheap father hadn't called her once, but when they met, they first wanted to ask for some benefits from Huo Jingchen.