Lu Qian's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at the waiter and didn't make a sound.

The waiter pushed the things left by Zhao Siqing in front of him, glanced at him, and didn't explain much.

Lu Qian looked at the things on the bar in a trance, a vegetable porridge, a drawer of xiaolongbao, in addition to a decanting tea and a thermos cup.

He slowly opened the lid of the porridge bowl, and the porridge was still warm.

Lu Qian suddenly remembered the corner of the clothes he saw before, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the waiter and said urgently: "Who left something?" ”

The waiter rarely looked at him pale, but remembered what he promised Zhao Siqing, and just shook his head slightly.

Seeing that he couldn't ask, Lu Qian turned around and pushed open the door of the bar and chased out.

The road is full of people and vehicles.

Lu Qian stood in place and looked around, but he didn't see anything except the white expanse.

It was snowing again, and the snowflakes as big as goose feathers were scattered one after another, enveloping the whole world in snow white, a piece of crystalline, but there was no reason to reveal the coldness.

Lu Qian retracted his gaze and returned to the somewhat cold bar with some loss.

He dragged a chair out, sat at the bar and looked at the things in front of him distractedly, and the whole person was a little absent-minded.

It's her, is it Qingqing......

Oh, even if so?

Let her see what she looks like now?

That's really better than not seeing.

Looking at the porridge bowl in front of him, he took out a spoon and drank a little indiscriminately, and the corners of his eyes were a little sour.

The burning stomach gradually became comfortable because of this warmth.

Lu Qian was eating, his eyes were thick, and his heart ached.

He's still lost her... Or lost her......

Is it that if he hadn't let go at the beginning, then today, no matter how difficult it is, she will be by his side.

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After Zhao Siqing left, he took a taxi and went to find Huo Jingchen.

No matter what Li Feihuan said, no matter what she saw with her own eyes.

She still wanted to ask him in person.

Ask him if he did it? Ask him why......

After more than half an hour's drive, Zhao Siqing had been absent-minded, and after arriving at the Huo Group building, she wanted to go up directly, but she forgot that Huo Jingchen was actually not the person she could see if she wanted to.

After the female receptionist stopped Zhao Siqing, she looked her up and down, and said lukewarmly: "If you want to see Huo, you always have to make an appointment, do you have an appointment?" ”

Zhao Siqing could see her sarcasm, but she was in a bad mood today and didn't want to waste too much time on an inconsequential person.

Zhao Siqing turned around and walked to the side and called Huo Jingchen.

The phone was quickly picked up, and a familiar low voice came: "Qingqing." ”

Listening to his voice, Zhao Siqing was in a trance.

After being silent for a few seconds, he said softly: "I'm downstairs in your company, I have something to ask you, can you say hello to the front desk or have someone take me up." ”

Hearing that Zhao Siqing was downstairs, Huo Jingchen's eyes deepened a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Wait for me there." ”

After the words fell, Huo Jingchen directly dissolved the meeting and turned around and went downstairs.

Tang Yan followed behind him, quietly looked at his face, and didn't dare to breathe.

Why Zhao Siqing came... The president of his own house still has this face.

Isn't that right?

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Zhao Siqing waited silently.

The female front desk glanced at her and sneered: "Miss, you have to wait for trouble to wait over there, you will affect our work here." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing raised her eyes and glanced at her lightly.