Soon Zhou Yun went and turned back, holding a handbag that looked old in his hand and directly threw it around Joan: "in fact, there's nothing, just two clothes."

Joan held her handbag in her arms like a treasure, and her face was full of joy.

Yu Guang glanced at her expression and Huo Chengzhou gently picked it from the tip of his eyebrow.

Qiao Minghui was completely relieved: "Joan, although you always want to find your biological parents, the Qiao family will always be your home. You are welcome to come back with Huo Shao at any time."

Joanne nodded slightly, "thank you."

Qiao Minghui smiled and suggested, "it's almost noon now. Why don't I tell the kitchen to prepare something to eat? You can eat at home at noon."

"No need." Huo Chengzhou chin slightly raised: "Joan and I have something to do. Come back another day."

After that, his wheelchair turned slightly. He looked down and saw that Joan was still sitting in place. He whispered again: "Joan, go, what are you staring at?"

Joanne was stunned: "ah? Oh!"

Huo Chengzhou smiled and pointed out: "don't you want to leave? It doesn't matter. My uncle said that this will always be your home. You can come back whenever you want."

The man's cold eyes fell on Zhou Yun: "no one will dare to bully you."

Joanne whispered, "OK."

At the moment, she insisted on walking out with the blind guide stick on the side of the man. It was calm on the surface, but it was rough in her heart.

She never thought that there would be such a day when such a man would stand out for her at Qiao's house.

It's impossible not to be moved.

But when she was moved, she also had doubts.

Why?

She and Huo Chengzhou should have met for the first time. She doesn't believe in love at first sight, especially in her current situation.

Is it really like what he said: "you burned my woman's hand and slapped her, which clearly means to hit me in the face?"

People like Huo Chengzhou will not allow anyone to challenge his authority.

Of course, there is one last possibility.

Just

Just now, her spirit was always in a tight state, and she didn't pay attention to the man's voice.

Moreover, there are many people with similar timbre, and even she can't completely distinguish them.

The most important thing is that Huo Chengzhou still has leg disease, but the man has a sonorous pace and is clearly healthy.

Huofeng takes care of Joan and sits in the car. Joan then hears the sound of his folding wheelchair into the trunk.

The corners of his lips were shallow, and Joanne laughed at what he was thinking.

How could there be such a coincidence in this world? Besides, it's just a touch of peony fragrance that is a little familiar. How could she connect such two people?

Aware of her smile, Huo Chengzhou's fingertips knocked lightly on his knees, and his low voice sounded: "what? Very happy?"

Joanne held her handbag and smiled at him with her lips bent. "Happy, thank you, Mr. Huo."

Whether you helped me out or helped me get back what belongs to me.

Huo Chengzhou nodded slightly and motioned Huofeng: "drive."

On the third floor of Qiao's house, Qiao Xue with an ice bag on her face is standing by the window. Watching the black Land Rover SUV downstairs disappear in front of her, she still has a strong sense of reluctance and confusion on her face!

Just now, Huo Chengzhou's sentence clearly rang in her ear: "I just like Joan. Naturally, I don't care about how many men she had before. I want to thank you for hooking up mu Haoyan, otherwise I won't have a chance to be with Joan."