After the words fell, Jiang Jingming turned around and left, his face a little ugly.

Zhao Siqing looked at his back and couldn't help but speak: "Did he really cry a handful of snot and tears back then?" ”

Huo Jingchen retracted his gaze, and a pair of eyes fell on her with a gloomy look: "You care about him a lot." ”

Zhao Siqing licked her lips, retracted her gaze and said softly: "I didn't... I send four in the name of Nalan Yanran. ”

Huo Jingchen sneered, circled her thin waist and whispered, "Good brother, your name is smooth." ”

"I am ......"

"Listen to the good husband, otherwise it won't be over today." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice in her ear, with bewilderment.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, only to feel that his warm breath was scattered in his ears and tickled, and he subconsciously dodged.

She really didn't feel embarrassed when she called Jiang Jingming, but when she thought about calling Huo Jingchen a good husband, her ears turned red.

"No... Don't call. Zhao Siqing stammered.

Huo Jingchen hooked the corners of his lips, and his gaze was a little dangerous: "I'll give you another chance." ”

Zhao Siqing's legs and stomach were weak when he was stared at by his gaze, and he lowered his head slightly and didn't dare to look at his eyes, and his cheeks were hot.

"Zhao Siqing ......"

"Well... Good husband~" Zhao Siqing interrupted urgently, for fear that he would say something out of tune.

But as soon as the words came out, the whole person burned a little.

Huo Jingchen whispered in her ear: "You will recognize your relatives in the future, and your ass will open flowers for you." ”

Zhao Siqing glanced at him and didn't dare to make a sound, he was entangled for a few seconds, he couldn't hold back the gossip heart that was about to move, and couldn't help but speak again: "Jiang Jingming really cried a handful of snot and tears?" ”

Huo Jingchen glanced at her, didn't have much interest in mentioning it, and said lightly: "Almost." ”

"What kind of girl is Jiang Chuchu?" Zhao Siqing couldn't help but wonder, what kind of fairy lady is this Jiang Chuchu, who can bring down a demon like Jiang Jingming.

Huo Jingchen said lightly: "I don't know, I never care about other women." ”

Hearing the irony in his words, Zhao Siqing was a little bald... Oh no, big head......

Vinegar.

*

It didn't take long for the banquet to begin.

Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu came to the stage one after another to say a few words, and then everyone sent their blessings to Mrs. Gu, and everyone started talking.

Zhao Siqing looked around the crowd, but she didn't see Gu Anhui, but Gu Shiyu was there all the time.

However, Mrs. Gu's eyes fell on her from time to time, and she even smiled at her sometimes, which always made Zhao Siqing feel weird.

"Huo Jingchen... Did you say Mrs. Gu took the wrong medicine? I just saw in the way she looked at me... Gentle. ”

Zhao Siqing was a little suspicious of herself, her voice fell, and before Huo Jingchen could speak, Mrs. Gu walked in front of the two with a wine glass, and her eyes involuntarily fell on Zhao Siqing.

After thinking for a while, he said softly: "I heard the news that you were hospitalized a while ago, are you in good health now?" ”

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound, and looked Mrs. Gu in front of her up and down.

Mrs. Gu looked at her a little nervously, her hand holding the wine glass was clenched very tightly, and her whole nerves were even tighter.

She never seemed to speak to her in such a pleasant way, and every time she was either accusing or trying to teach her a lesson.

She has been Gu Anhui's mother for more than 20 years, but now facing Zhao Siqing, she suddenly doesn't seem to know how to be a mother.

片刻后，赵思卿笑了笑目光疏冷：“顾夫人真是个有意思的人，顾安卉派人绑架我，您却在这嘘寒问暖，戏有时候演过了便也就成了笑话。 ”