Song Shenyan's eyelashes stirred, and he closed his eyes under Huo Ling's gaze.

Silent evasion.

She knows, she knows everything.

Selectively avoid in the relationship, and selectively ignore in front of the word like.

I can't help but feel like it's all just a deal.

Numb your own sense of pain and touch.

I hope I don't bother with these things.

The bumpy boat can't withstand the slightest wind and waves.

She lives below deck.

hated those women who used to be in Huazhen, but they had to choose the same way to achieve their goals.

Huo Ling let go of the hand that was holding her.

lowered his posture and asked her, "If you want, I can give it." ”

Xie Tangyu also said this, and also ridiculed Huo Ling for not being able to give her what she wanted.

Song Shenyan sighed.

"It doesn't matter."

The same sentence, the state of mind that does not use.

It doesn't matter who gives it, as long as it's useful.

"At six o'clock in the evening, I will send someone to pick you up and go to Huo's house."

With that, the room was silent again.

She curled up in the covers.

The eyes seem to be red, and they don't seem to have any.

She slept long enough that she didn't wake up until Bai Su knocked on the door three or four times.

Looking into the familiar room, I realized where I was.

It seems to have become her home.

Warm and safe.

This was brought to her by Huo Ling.

"Miss Song, Mr. has sent clothes, shoes and jewelry, which will be waiting for you downstairs."

Song Shenyan took the box.

Inside is a very classic cheongsam style.

The atmospheric and simple azure color is very similar to the one worn by Xie Tangyu when I first saw it.

The fine embroidery made her can't help but look at it for a long time.

After changing, she put on a set of earrings and bracelets.

The whole person added a bit of grace, and the drooping hair was coiled up with a jade ornament.

The foot doesn't hurt anymore, but it's still a little red.

The shoes that wrap around the top of her feet are carefully chosen.

There was a clattering sound, and Huo Ling was wearing a dark blue suit today.

Match.

Those two words come to everyone's mind in the room.

Huo Ling got up from the sofa and walked two quick steps to her and stretched out his hand.

"It's beautiful."

He really praised it.

Song Shenyan's beauty is multifaceted, you only see one side.

And she's a woman worth scrutinizing.

After getting in the car, Song Shenyan's nervousness was revealed, and he always wanted to speak.

But he shut his mouth again.

Huo Ling felt it and held her hand.

"That's the first level."

"The Huo family now has a lot of people who are released abroad, and they are all doing business abroad, and it is my uncle and aunt who stay in Nancheng."

Uncle Qi Jing, Song Shenyan has been taught.

It's a noble lady who is serious.

There is no such thing as a problem.

But it makes you feel embarrassed, and you can be ashamed of yourself standing in front of her.

"My uncle and mother are quite disdainful of competing with juniors, the best thing is upbringing, and the bad thing is Qinggao."

Song Shenyan smiled suddenly.

couldn't help but hit the back of his hand: "I think it's all praise for your uncle." ”

After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Those unpleasant things are downplayed.

To be precise, it was left behind at the same time, as if it had never appeared.

The Huo family's compound is not too far, separated by two internal roads from the Lu family, who had been there before.

These rich people are all in a bunch.

Even if not, they will be close together.

That's what resource-based monopolies mean.

This time, what Song Shenyan saw was no longer a garden full of courtyards, but a patch of big trees.

The trees are densely packed, and after passing through the green avenue, you will see a large open space.

The small buildings around are not high or low, and after passing through a few buildings, you will see the iron gate.

The iron gate saw the license plate number and let it go directly.

After driving for less than a minute, the car stopped in front of a tall gray western-style building.

Compared with the declining Lu family, the Huo family seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Huo Ling came down and walked to the side and opened Song Shenyan's car door.

Such a move made the servants waiting at the door look at it.

Of course, it will also be inadvertently transmitted to Qi Jing's ears.

"Don't be nervous." As the two of them walked inside, he whispered in her ear.

It seems more intimate and harmonious.

Qi Jing sat on the sofa in the main hall and waited for someone, and there was a young lady sitting beside her.

Hear the movement and get up.

"Xiaoling is back."

Qi Jing's expression towards Huo Ling was completely different from the one he saw Song Shenyan alone in the villa that day.

Aside from the identities of the two people, at first glance, it looks like a real mother and son.

It's a pity that this Mrs. Huo has her own biological son.

In terms of age, this Mrs. Qi is more than ten years older than Huo Ling, and she is very confused.

Huo Ling is now the illegitimate son of Huo Erye, and he has a son when he is old, and it is just a one-night stand, which is not a matter of being on the stage.

After giving birth, he was in front of his biological mother since he was a child, and because his biological mother died, he entered the Huo family.

Qi Jing felt that he had eyes and grew up by his side.

And at that time, Qi Jing had just given birth to the next generation of the Huo family.

Huo Ling understated these things, but she felt that in those years of growth, there was something that she couldn't say.

Everyone has secrets, and she has no intention of snooping.

When he was led in, Song Shenyan's expression was simulated.

It can be seen that people are still defeated in a moment.

Because there was a person standing in front of Qi Jing who Song Shenyan couldn't be happy.

Chen Yichuan was not surprised, and smiled at her.

Just like the reunion at afternoon tea that day.

"Sit down." Qi Jing beckoned Song Shenyan to sit in the back row on the right.

Diagonally opposite is Chen Yichuan.

She was much closer to Qi Jing, and it looked like she had been here a few times.

Huo Ling wanted to stay, but someone came to inform him to go to the study.

"I heard that Miss Song has entered the Nancheng Theater to work."

Song Shenyan nodded, and then replied: "Yes, but it hasn't officially worked yet." ”

Because the theater has been busy preparing for the lotus cup recently, it will take some time for newcomers to join the company.

Chen Yichuan asked curiously: "How did Miss Song and Mr. Xiao Huo meet?" ”

Mr. Xiao Huo.

It seems to be Xie Tangyu's tone.

It seems that she is not familiar with Huo Ling.

"By chance."

Song Shenyan prevaricated.

Qi Jing seemed to think of something.

"Miss Song is not taboo, there are a lot of southern dishes prepared at home today."

Song Shenyan smiled and didn't speak.

What's there to mind about that.

She's a Southerner.

Chen Yichuan is not a southerner, and the room full of people should be her and Qijing southerners.

But if there are guests, shouldn't it be according to the tastes of the guests?

What Qi Jing and Chen Yichuan said was all in the circle, and she couldn't get in.

It's boring to listen to from the sidelines.

And don't dare to do anything.

Although it is just drying, it is better than getting off the horse.

Huo Ling was right.

This uncle is really educated.

Never worry about anything with juniors.

Even if you don't like it, it's impossible to embarrass it in front of people.

If you meet someone like Qiao Hengzhi's mother, I'm afraid that Song Shenyan can't help but pick up his feet.

"What are you talking about, so happy."

The study on the corner of the first floor opens the door.

Someone came out of it.

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

Song Shenyan was immediately beaten, and he turned his head halfway to look over.

"Tang Yu." Chen Yichuan rushed at the comer.

Xie Tangyu is not wearing a suit today, but a shirt and slacks of the same color as the dress on Chen Yichuan's body.

Young, energetic.

There is no coldness outside.