To My Dear Mr. Huo

It's okay. Zuo Hongchen smiled and stretched out his hand: I think, I haven't congratulated you on your marriage yet. It should be more formal.

Su Qingsang was a little laughed at by his actions: Senior brother, we don't need to be like this.

However, she still stretched out her hand to shake hands with Zuo Hongchen: Senior brother, please do your best as soon as possible.

Zuo Hongchen couldn't hide the bitterness on his face: Well, yes. I have to do my best.

I'm just afraid that I won't be able to find someone like you who makes me fall in love.

Huo Jinyao looked at Zuo Hongchen's hand, it was so annoying, he really wanted to chop it off.

Before he chopped off Zuo Hongchen's hand, he had already pulled it back.

Huo Jinyao's eyebrows were raised upwards, and he was considered to be acquainted.

Without waiting for Zuo Hongchen to get in the car, he immediately put his arms around Su Qingsang's waist and walked to his car.

Su Qingsang only had time to wave at Zuo Hongchen, but Zuo Hongchen didn't even have time to wave, so they left.

Wife, I'm too full. Let's go to the movies.

No, I have to go to work tomorrow.

It doesn't matter, it won't take long to see a movie.

But my paper—

Okay. It's off-duty time, can you stop thinking about work?

Huo Jinyao.

The voice behind could not be heard, but Su Qingsang had a somewhat complaining but not angry tone, Zuo Hongchen realized that it was the first time he had heard it.

Maybe in Su Qingsang's heart, this Huo Jinyao is really different.

Is it possible for him to give up?

I reminded myself like this in my heart, but there was no way I could just give up.

Forget it, let him observe it for a while. If Su Qingsang was really happy, he wouldn't have time to let go.

Huo Jinyao couldn't hear what Zuo Hongchen was saying.

He will be trying to convince Su Qingsang to go to the movies. It sounds like they haven't dated yet.

I really don't have time. Her paper was very important, and Su Qingsang really didn't want to spend time doing these unimportant things: I want to go home.

Two hours, just two hours.

Huo Jinyao, I want to go home.

They were just fake marriages. He wouldn't really regard himself as her husband and wanted to interfere in her affairs, would he?

Su Qingsang's face sank. Seeing this, Huo Jinyao raised his hand and surrendered: Okay, don't look at it if you don't look at it. Let's go home.

He seemed to realize that his tone just now was not very good. Su Qingsang felt a little uncomfortable.

I wanted to apologize, but couldn't open my mouth. She simply turned her face to look out the car window.

The headlights flashed in front of her eyes, and she thought about a series of changes that happened in less than a week.

Huo Jinyao.

kindness?

I'm not a good wife candidate.

No one showed her how to be a good wife. In fact, she didn't know how to act.

If you regret it. We can—

The word divorce was still in his throat when he heard a squeak. The car stopped on the side of the road. Su Qingsang was startled, she turned to look at Huo Jinyao.

He is also looking at her. His eyes were deep, a seriousness that she had rarely seen.

Huo-

Su Qingsang. Huo Jinyao's voice was very soft, but with a firm strength: I will not regret it, nor will I divorce.

you--

Divorce, don't mention it again in the future.

His remarks made Su Qingsang feel a little more guilty just now. His lips moved, and what he wanted to say just stuck there, unable to say a word.

Do not worry. Huo Huo and Qingsang will slowly enter the state. It will start to look more and more like a couple. Don't worry!