To My Dear Mr. Huo

Huo Shao? What Huo Shao?

Su Qingsang hadn't swallowed the fish in her mouth yet. She glanced at Huo Jinyao with some doubts on her face.

It's nothing. Huo Jinyao took a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Su Qingsang: I used to be the youngest and most handsome in our company, so they like to call me that.

Su Qingsang's mouth twitched, can this person's face be any thicker? She nearly choked on the fish.

Not only her, but even Zuo Hongchen almost couldn't hold chopsticks. I have seen a thick-skinned one, but I have never seen such a thick-skinned one.

What? Am I not handsome? Huo Jinyao stretched out his hand to support Su Qingsang's face and asked her to look at him: Isn't your husband handsome?

Su Qingsang felt that his face was about to burn. This man, why is this man so cheeky?

Don't make trouble. There are still people here.

I didn't make trouble. Huo Jinyao didn't care whether there were anyone around him: Wife, you haven't told me whether I'm handsome or not.

Handsome, handsome. Su Qingsang couldn't stand him anymore, so he stretched out his hand to grab his hand: You are the most handsome in the world, okay?

It's about the same. Huo Jinyao let go of his hand when he spoke, but he didn't back away. Instead, he leaned over and slapped Su Qingsang's face: In my heart, my wife is also the most beautiful in the world.

If Su Qingsang had a hole in the ground, she promised to get into it.

Turning her face, she saw Zuo Hongchen's stunned expression, she was embarrassed to death: Senior brother, don't mind, he is just like that.

It's okay. Zuo Hongchen lowered his eyes. The last fire of hope in my heart was quenched: You two have such a good relationship.

Who has a good relationship with him?

Su Qingsang refused to admit it. But there is no way to deny it. Huo Jinyao, on the other hand, would climb up the pole, stretched out his long arms, and hooked her into his arms, showing his white teeth with a smile.

Yes, we have a good relationship.

Zuo Hongchen didn't want to talk about hope, he just felt full of bitterness.

He really was too slow. In the next time, he didn't know the taste of food, and he didn't know what he ate at all.

On the other hand, Su Qingsang was surprised when he watched him shove some dishes that he hadn't eaten much in his mouth from time to time, but he soon understood.

This person has stayed abroad for a long time, so it must be better at home. I ate all the food that I didn't eat, so it was obvious how homesick I was.

Not so surprised. And the few more glances she looked at made Huo Jinyao more and more madly attentive.

This caused two of the three people to feel uncomfortable eating this meal.

Finally, the meal ended in a strange atmosphere with different thoughts, and the three of them left the restaurant together.

It was still light when they came, and it was completely dark now.

Let's go. Wife, go home.

Huo Jinyao took Su Qingsang to his car. Zuo Hongchen paused in his footsteps, and he still had the business card in his pocket.

After thinking about it, I still want to remind Su Qingsang that it is better.

Qingsang?

kindness?

Zuo Hongchen wanted to say that this Huo Jinyao is not simple. I also want to tell her not to trust people too much.

But all the words seemed too pale and powerless to the lips. The scene of the two of them having an intimate meal just now was still engraved in his mind.

Su Qingsang is married. She is already married, what kind of person is that man, with Su Qingsang's cleverness, will he not know?

Maybe people say that homeless people are just a joke. Why should he remind her to be disgusting?

Senior brother? So serious, what are you trying to say? Su Qingsang blinked at him with a pair of water eyes.

Huo Jinyao stood by the side, his eyes narrowed slightly.