The charming atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and the temperature in the box seemed to cool down quickly in an instant. Xia Wan stared at Zhao Wanyan's three words, and an unspeakable complex emotion rose uncontrollably in her heart.

Huo Qing glanced at her with a deep look in his eyes, and an imperceptible smile immediately overflowed on his lips, and the hand that was originally holding her turned into ten fingers clasped, he opened his mouth and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Not really." Xia Wan bit her lip unconsciously, then looked away awkwardly, and snorted softly, "Don't answer the phone?" ”

Huo Qingsui chuckled and reached out to scratch her nose: "Little jealous woman." ”

Xia Wan was angry, turned his head and glared at him with disgust: "I ......"

Huo Qing shook his head with a smile, took the mobile phone that was still vibrating with his other hand, turned it on in front of her and turned on the speaker.

"Hey."

The rest of the words were all blocked in his throat, and Xia Wan looked at his frank movements, feeling more and more awkward, and even felt that he seemed to have the potential of some little jealous woman.

She thought wildly, and at the same time, Zhao Wanyan's eloquent and high-pitched voice quickly spread to every corner of the box, and if you listened carefully, you could vaguely detect a trace of dependence inside.

"Qingsui, you're back, aren't you?"

Huo Qingsui's expression did not change, and his fingertips habitually rubbed gently on the back of Xia Wan's hand, and said lightly: "Yes, something?" ”

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Wanyan was silent for two seconds.

"Qing Sui," she spoke again, she was a little tired, and there was a hint of imperceptible compulsion, "I just heard from my agent that I have a few fans who are ignorant and go to make a summer evening, I'm sorry." I think they're still young after all, and it would be nice to learn a lesson, but ...... Isn't it too ugly to make trouble at the police station? Can...... Give me a face, forget it? After all, they've been fans since my debut, and I'm ......"

"Wanyan," Huo Qingsui interrupted her words extremely indifferently, clearly and directly indicating his attitude, "Being young does not shirk all responsibilities, on the contrary, only being young can have the value of being taught a lesson." What's more, they hurt my wife. ”

The moment his words fell, Zhao Wanyan's face changed, and the hand holding the mobile phone unconsciously increased his strength, and even his breathing was faintly disordered.

"Qing Sui," she called him out of focus for a long time, "I'm in the hospital, I want to see you, right now." ”

Xia Wan watched him hang up the phone, and stood up directly without saying a word.

"Where are you going?"

Xia Wan's eyes were filled with a complicated look, and she exhaled lightly and said, "Hospital, go see her." ”

In fact, even if there was no phone call, she decided early on that she would go to the hospital after the filming, she couldn't do nothing, looking for Zhao Wanyan, maybe she could find a breakthrough. And now, Zhao Wanyan took the initiative to see her man, and she wanted to go even more.

With her chin raised, she snorted, "You're not going?" ”

"Go." Huo Qingsui smiled and hugged her waist, leaned over and bit her earlobe, and the warm breath then drilled into her ears, crispy and itchy, "Wherever you go tonight, I will accompany you." ”

The tip of Xia Wan's very unproductive heart trembled, and a suspicious pink halo even quietly stained her cheeks.

How could she think that this man was serious and old-fashioned before, and he would only be fierce to her?

Is......

When it comes to love words, it can kill people.

"Gone!" Blushing and biting her lip, she lowered her eyes and walked quickly out of the box.

Huo Qing saw her small movements, and somewhere in his heart became extremely soft again because of her.

Sheng Xi Hospital, senior VIP ward.

Zhao Wanyan stood at the window, even though he was wearing a hospital gown, his good figure was still vividly displayed, but his back looked like he was as high as ever.

The mobile phone in the palm of her hand was almost pinched and deformed by her, but even so, the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart could not be vented.

All she could think about was that.

"They hurt my wife."

His wife......

Scold.

Does he care so much about the summer evening?

"Miss......" When Uncle Fang walked over, he happened to see the green tendons exposed on the back of her hand, and he was very worried, "Isn't it uncomfortable?" I'll call you a doctor? ”

As he spoke, he was going to ring the bell by the bedside.

Zhao Wanyan said in a low voice: "No, no." The depressed mood could not be resolved, she stared at her wrist, as if she was smiling, as if she was laughing at herself, "Uncle Fang, if I hadn't left back then, wouldn't many things have changed?" ”

"Miss......"

It's not that he wants to be comforted, Zhao Wanyan pulled his lips and interrupted him: "But, I have no choice." ”

Fang Bo was silent.

"Knock knock—"

A calm knock on the door sounded at this moment.

With a trembling fingertips, Zhao Wanyan turned around violently, her breathing became uncontrollably rapid, trying her best to suppress the clutter in her chest, and soon, she forced herself to calm down: "Qingsui, come in." ”

The door to the hospital room opened in the next moment.

Zhao Wanyan was about to walk over subconsciously, but when his eyes touched the summer evening beside him, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and the excited emotions all dissipated, replaced by a thick chill.

Looking at each other, Xia Wan keenly captured the scorching heat that flashed under Zhao Juanyan's eyes.

She didn't speak, but quietly met her eye until a strong inquiring gaze came in.

Looking at the situation, she was slightly surprised.

It's him?

She remembered that she helped an old gentleman that time, and the old gentleman's butler was him, called ...... Uncle Fang?

And Uncle Fang, that would call the old gentleman Zhao Lao.

Zhao Lao......

Zhao Wanyan......

Could it be that Zhao Lao is Zhao Wanyan's grandfather and Huo Qingsui's benefactor?

Such a coincidence?

There was a brief pause in the summer evening, until—

"Qingsui, there are some things that I need to talk to you about alone. Summer evening, you don't mind, do you? ”

Xia Wan's coming back to her senses immediately crashed into Zhao Wanyan's bottomless eyes.

Pursing her lips and smiling, she didn't answer, but asked very naturally: "What if I say I mind?" ”

Zhao Wanyan didn't expect her to ask like this, she was choked for a while, and her brows frowned unconsciously: "Xia ......"

"I'll wait for you outside." Xia Wan didn't see her expression, turned his head generously, and looked at the man next to him with a light smile.

She will try to believe him as he says, and most importantly, she knows that the person in his heart is herself, so what is there to care about being alone or something?

Capturing the tsundere hidden in her eyes, Huo Qingsui couldn't help laughing, it seems that his little jealous woman has become a little wild cat with sharp claws again.

"Soon." The corners of his lips hooked slightly, he touched her hair, and said lightly.

"Hmm." Xia Wan unconsciously glanced at him, and was a little unhappy to be touched by him like a pet in front of outsiders.

Zhao Wanyan saw the intimate actions of the two of them as if no one was around, and felt that a heart was so eroded by sourness that it was about to fall apart.

"Qingsui," after Xia Wan went out, she walked straight to Huo Qingsui, looked up, she looked at him, a little self-deprecating, and a little meaningless smile, "Do you know what I experienced last night?" ”

Before he could speak, the smile on her lips deepened, and she said word by word: "Last night, I was almost photographed nude, just like four years ago." Qingsui, you told me that my fans were going to be sent to the police station when they got hurt a little bit in the summer evening, so what about the summer evening? What should I do if she did that to me? Well? ”

"It's not her." Between his eyebrows, his thin lips opened slightly, and Huo Qing responded in a deep voice.

Zhao Wanyan smiled, but the smile was a little cold, and when she spoke again, her voice became sharp unconsciously: "So, do you believe her, don't you believe me?" ”

"Summer evenings don't do anything like that." Facing her questioning, Huo Qingsui was always indifferent, and her expression was still the same, "Her temperament doesn't disdain to do that kind of unstylish thing." In addition, this incident obviously hurt her. ”

Not wanting to waste time, he asked directly: "You just need to tell me who you have met since you returned home." ”

"You doubt me?" Zhao Wanyan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's not."

Zhao Wanyan was silent, but she couldn't help but sneer, but somehow, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Don't...... Is that person?

No, it won't.

How so?

Walking out of the ward, Xia Wan went all the way forward, until he reached a place where there was no one, he turned around slowly, looked at Uncle Fang who followed him all the way with a faint expression, and asked politely and detachedly: "Uncle Fang has something to tell me?" ”

Fang Bo looked at the summer evening in front of him with a complicated expression, he really didn't expect that Huo Shao's wife was the one who helped Zhao Lao last time, should this be called fate?

Why is it her?

Alas.

However, when he thought of the appearance of his eldest lady from time to time during this time, a certain decision in his heart was still firm.

"Miss Xia." He spoke, straight to the point, "Can you return Huo Shao to our eldest lady?" As long as you leave, the Zhao family can promise you any conditions. We can also blame the past for what happened last night. ”

Xia Wan almost couldn't hold back a sneer.

I was just asked to leave Huo Qingsui last night, and now I come again?

One is under the banner of being good for Huo Qing, and the other is distressed about his eldest lady, which is really embarrassing to refuse!

"Miss Xia?" Fang Bo looked at her, his brows furrowed directly into a Sichuan shape, "You ......"

Xia Wan glanced at him and interrupted him in a cold voice: "First, what does it mean to not blame the past?" What have I done that require you to be blamed? The matter hasn't been clarified yet, Uncle Fang, you just think it's me, isn't it a little unreasonable? Second, do you want me to leave Huo Qingsui? Why? ”

Fang Bo was choked in an instant, and when his eyes met her cold facial features, he suddenly couldn't make a sound.

"I'm sorry, we don't have much to talk about." Indifferently threw down such a sentence, and left in the summer evening, without any stop.

Fang Bo looked at her back as she left, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything, only a pair of eyes were dim and difficult to discern.

Xia Wan breathed a sigh of relief in annoyance, and was about to leave this stuffy place, and when he didn't want to walk to the service desk quickly, Leng Buding heard his name being mentioned heavily, and that sentence was mixed with a thick disdain and disdain.