Everyone in the conference room couldn't help but secretly look up at Huo Jingchen's expression, seeing that the handsome and compelling man was full of thunder one second, but the next second it was gentle and drizzling.

Everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts, isn't their president a good person? Or the kind that switches freely......

Sure enough, you can't mess with it!

After Zhao Siqing saw Huo Jingchen's news, her ears were hot.

She closed her phone and tossed it aside, ignoring him.

*

After two or three days of recuperation, Zhao Siqing's illness was completely cured.

Zhao Siqing thought about the news he saw from Huo Jingchen's mobile phone by accident last time, and he seemed to be about to have a birthday.

But before his birthday, it was Christmas.

Zhao Siqing has been living in Yang Jingqiu and has not moved back.

It's not to be angry with Huo Jingchen, but because after 'sleeping' that time, she was afraid that Huo Jingchen would mess around and sleep on the bed.

In addition, she suddenly felt that Yang Jingqiu was no longer young.

In such a big house, there is no servant, only she lives here alone, it is really lonely.

Although Yang Jingqiu didn't say it, Zhao Siqing could still feel that she was happy.

On Christmas Day, Zhao Siqing gave each of the studio's employees an apple and a red envelope.

I picked up two customers in the morning, and I planned to leave work early.

Huo Jingchen's car was parked outside, and people were leaning on the body of the car smoking cigarettes and waiting for her.

Not long after, a woman in a navy blue coat walked out of the building, the woman's hair was pulled up randomly, tied with a white scarf, revealing a little face that was more lusterly white than winter snow, her eyes were warm, and she showed a shallow smile when she looked at him, and her clear eyes were bent a little, which made people's hearts soften.

Huo Jingchen straightened up, stretched out his hand to hug her, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Hmm... Eat a little at noon, and go to my house for shabu shabu in the evening. Zhao Siqing thought that Yang Jingqiu might not come back very early, but it was also a festival after all, so it was good to have a meal together.

"Okay." Huo Jingchen responded lightly and opened the car door for her.

Huo Jingchen directly took Zhao Siqing to the nearest shopping mall, because it was not yet night, so the person was fine, not as terrible as he imagined.

The two found a Western restaurant to eat something briefly, and then Zhao Siqing saw that it was still early, so he planned to walk around the mall, planning to buy something for Yang Jingqiu.

Back then, it was natural to complain about complaining.

But maybe everyone is growing, and as the years change, she gradually understands Yang Jingqiu.

In fact, she knew that she forcibly sent her out of the country out of protection for her.

And what I can't let go of is probably the guilt and self-blame of Xiaoxi.

It's just that life has to move forward after all, and if she insists on staying in this quagmire, her current life may be a diametrically opposite situation.

When you are exhausted, you may no longer have the courage to face the hurt that others have done.

Huo Jingchen looked at the gradually increasing crowds in the mall, his eyebrows gradually twisted, and he led Zhao Siqing directly to the direction of restricting the flow of people on the other side.

Switching to the top national big-name area, there are indeed fewer people.

It's just that there is still a long queue in front of each expensive big brand, so Zhao Siqing has to sigh at the purchasing power of the Chinese people.

If you don't know the price of these things, I'm afraid you would really think that they are selling radish and cabbage.

Zhao Siqing found a brand that Yang Jingqiu wore for a long time, and pulled Huo Jingchen over to line up: "There are a lot of people, but it's good to go in." ”