"These... Did you sort it out? Zhao Siqing looked at him and asked softly.

Met her eyes, Huo Jingchen responded lightly, and turned his head to look out the window a little uncomfortably.

Zhao Siqing looked at the man's side face and said softly, "Why does Mr. Huo want to help me?" ”

This time, so did the public opinion on the Internet last time.

Although she didn't know what kind of person Huo Jingchen was, she couldn't be clearer about the rumors about him.

But such a ruthless man at the center of the rumors has now helped her repeatedly.

Huo Jingchen turned his head and looked at her with sharp black eyes.

He said in a low voice, word by word: "Because, I don't want you to be bullied." ”

"Why?" Zhao Siqing asked softly, a little in a trance.

Huo Jingchen tugged at her red lips and moved closer to her, with a strong sense of aggression in his eyes: "Want to know?" ”

He approached suddenly, with a faint scent of sea salt.

Accompanied by a strong sense of oppression, Zhao Siqing was a little nervous for no reason.

She avoided his gaze, her throat was a little dry, and said softly, "Mr. Huo has something to say directly." ”

Huo Jingchen stared at her for a few seconds, sneered, and then sat up straight again, obviously not wanting to continue answering.

The atmosphere in the car was a little dull, and Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed.

She, a person specializing in psychology, not only failed to see what this man was thinking, but was intimidated by his momentum, which was really a bit of a failure.

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Not long after, the car slowly stopped downstairs at Zhao Siqing's house.

"Sir, Miss Zhao's house has arrived." The driver opened his mouth to remind.

Huo Jingchen was about to speak, and as soon as he raised his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on a man in front of the building, and his gaze was a little evil.

The man was wearing a black shirt, long slacks, one hand in his pocket, his face was handsome, his eyebrows were a little gloomy, but he was cold and gentle, and a black stud on one ear was shining, which was particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Siqing followed his line of sight and was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect Lu Qian to be waiting for her.

She looked at Huo Jingchen and said softly, "Mr. Huo, no matter what, I want to thank you today." As for your condition, we can make an appointment if it's convenient for you, and I'd like to give you a mental profile first. ”

"Yes." Huo Jingchen responded lightly, and his eyes fell on the man outside the window from beginning to end, as if he hadn't heard what she was saying.

"Mr. Huo, then I'll go first." Zhao Siqing could sense the unkindness in his gaze and spoke softly.

But as soon as she moved, Huo Jingchen suddenly spoke: "Zhao Siqing." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Siqing turned his head to look at him.

Huo Jingchen's throat moved slightly, looked directly at her cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The man outside ......"

"It's my boyfriend Lu Qian, do you know?"

Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a little, his narrow phoenix eyes were sharp and compelling, with a strong aggressiveness, as if he was about to vent his uncontrollable surging emotions, he looked directly at Zhao Siqing: "Break up!" ”

"What?" Zhao Siqing looked at him in surprise.

"You broke up with him." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice, as if he was trying to suppress something.

Zhao Siqing was keenly aware that the man's mood was a little strange, she looked at him seriously, I don't know if it was because he didn't rest well a few days ago, or because of mood swings, his eyes were a little red at the moment.

Zhao Siqing's voice softened a little, and asked tentatively, "Why?" ”