Huo Jingchen's Weibo was just finished, and the entire Weibo was boiling again, with a surge in comments, and it didn't take long for it to rush to the hot search.

[, what kind of plot is this? 】

[Weakly asked, could it be that Huo Shao was dumped? ] The young lady is really just! 】

[Ahhh It's the feeling of heartache, and Hoho is mine... There is no grass at the end of the world, look at me, look at me, look at me again. 】

[Stolen number, right? 】

[God reversed, I just wanted to ask if the faces of those sunspots before hurt? 】

……

Zhao Siqing just finished changing her dress and putting on makeup, and then took a taxi to the hotel.

The annual meeting started at five o'clock, and she arrived a little earlier.

Zhao Siqing originally planned to eat something casually to fill her stomach first, but as soon as she entered the venue, she was keenly aware that a lot of eyes fell on her.

The women were talking about it in twos and threes, as if there was some secret.

Zhao Siqing didn't react much, thinking that it should be because of the Weibo he posted today.

In fact, she regretted it after posting it on Weibo.

It's not that I regret breaking up with Huo Jingchen, but I regret making such a big fuss about it.

Well, she admits that she actually kind of regrets breaking up.

Thinking about the text message that Huo Jingchen sent later, Zhao Siqing was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was messing with.

"Drink less." Li Feihuan's voice sounded beside him.

Zhao Siqing turned his head to look and saw Li Feihuan wearing a white suit and black trousers, with a light face, but he was angry.

Yuan Yuan stood beside him, tiptoeing to get the pastries on the long table.

"How's your injury?" Zhao Siqing spoke softly and drank a little more of the wine in the glass.

"It's all right." Li Feihuan stretched out his hand and took the wine glass in her hand away, his eyes were light: "This wine has a lot of stamina, drink less." ”

"I feel like juice." Zhao Siqing's eyes fell on the wine glass in his hand, a little reluctant.

She doesn't usually like to drink, but this wine tastes really good.

Li Feihuan chuckled and returned the wine glass to her: "I'll send you back when you're drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk with a thousand cups." Zhao Siqing's face did not change, looked at him and said lightly.

Li Feihuan's eyes fell on the woman whose cheeks had begun to flush a little, she was indeed not drunk, but the alcohol seemed to be a little up, her eyes were shining, her cheeks were slightly red, she looked a little excited, but she was extremely intoxicating.

"Do you want to break up with Huo Jingchen?" Li Feihuan reached out and picked up a glass of wine and spoke softly.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, and met Li Feihuan's smiling gaze.

Li Feihuan leaned over and approached a few points, looked directly at Zhao Siqing with clear eyes, and said slowly: "If you don't marry me, I will definitely not let him pester you again." ”

Zhao Siqing seemed to have heard some joke, chuckled lightly, and looked lazy: "Still not." ”

"How?"

"I'm afraid your family will be ruined."

Li Feihuan paused, he didn't expect her to open his mouth like this, and after a while, he chuckled lightly and said softly: "You are really cute." ”

Zhao Siqing looked at him silently, and couldn't see what the man in front of him was thinking.

And at this moment, as soon as Huo Jingchen appeared, he saw this scene.

Zhao Siqing and Li Feihuan were standing at a long table, chatting and laughing, and seemed to be quite happy.

She wore a white slanted shoulder slim long dress, her hair was lightly pulled up, revealing a fragrant shoulder and jade neck, the long skirt outlined her perfect curves, delicate embroidery and diamonds, making her beauty more stunning.

Li Feihuan on the side was wearing a white suit, with gentle eyes, looking like a handsome son.

The two stand together, but they are a good match.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were deep, and he was really breaking up and happy.