Zhao Siqing ignored him, and just said: "No, no, you can help me take care of Yuan Yuan, Li Feihuan said that you don't need to bring Yuan Yuan over today." ”

Huo Jingchen's face was pale, she and Li Feihuan went on a date?

Does he still want to help Li Feihuan take care of the baby?

Where is such a beautiful thing!

Huo Jingchen's eyes were gloomy, he snatched the high heels that Zhao Siqing had not had time to put on in his hand, turned around and threw them out of the window.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, and was a little anxious: "Huo Jingchen, you are insane!" ”

She didn't bother to put on her shoes, so she hurriedly ran to the window to look.

The floor is not low, but don't hit the talent.

Fortunately, the window he threw was a green belt in the community, but there was no one.

Seeing that no one was hurt, Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She took off one of the shoes on her feet, walked barefoot to the shoe rack, took out another pair of high heels and threw them on the ground, and said as she wore them: "There are so many shoes, you have taken them out and thrown them away." ”

Zhao Siqing is really angry, Huo Jingchen is simply a not normal neurosis.

How can a normal person be like this?

Seeing that the femininity was not light, Huo Jingchen stood aside, his thin lips pursed lightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared at her silently.

Li Feihuan made it clear that she had bad intentions towards her, but she still wanted to see him.

As soon as he thought of this, Huo Jingchen was irritable.

But he couldn't tie her up at home, and he didn't even have the qualifications to keep her.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen was very angry, turned around and moved a wooden bench, and sat directly in front of the door, with a blushing face and not saying a word.

Zhao Siqing looked at the man who was suddenly sitting at the door, blocking the way, and was stunned for a few seconds.

Huo Jingchen really subverted all her perceptions of the wealthy son.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Siqing couldn't help but speak.

Huo Jingchen raised his eyes to look at her, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of yin owls.

"Get out of the way." Zhao Siqing spoke patiently, where could she get out of front of the door like this.

Huo Jingchen was still silent, and his face became more and more ugly.

Zhao Siqing turned sideways and wanted to get out of the gap on his side, but when he walked to her, Huo Jingchen reached out to stop her.

She stretched out her hand to remove his arm, but Huo Jingchen took advantage of the situation and dragged her into his arms, staring at her with black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You just want to see him so much?" ”

As soon as Zhao Siqing raised his eyes, he met his overly beautiful handsome face.

"Do you want me or do you want him?" Huo Jingchen spoke coldly, and his deep dark eyes looked directly at her.

Zhao Siqing could feel the gloom around him, and said softly: "I just met with him to talk about Sky Eagle Entertainment, what are you afraid of?" ”

Huo Jingchen stared at her for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and didn't make a sound.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, but the scene of his past life appeared uncontrollably in front of him.

At that time, they had been married for several years, and she was becoming more and more cold to him.

Until Yang Jingqiu died, she had a fierce fight with him.

"Huo Jingchen, you really make me sick! Even people like Li Feihuan are better than you, I'd rather marry him than marry a madman like you! ”

……

As soon as she thought of the hatred in her eyes, Huo Jingchen's chest was a cramp, and his face turned a little pale.

Hehe, in fact, as long as he is a normal person, he can't stand a madman like him.

He slowly let go of Zhao Siqing and walked into the bedroom without saying a word.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the closed bedroom door and a little distracted.

After hesitating for a moment, she gently pushed the door open, and saw the man sitting on the small sofa and losing his mind, his face ugly like a ghost.

Zhao Siqing subconsciously raised his hand to touch his heart, only to feel a little inexplicable pain in his heart.

She stepped forward gently, half-squatted beside him and whispered, "Huo Jingchen." ”