Huo jingzun has always been a thin and cool person. Since childhood, it is difficult for him to like anything or people.
Even with such hatred, Huo jingzun personally buried the fallen puppet cat in his youth.
No inscriptions, no mourning, only a small earth bag.
Huo jingzun looked at the earth bag coldly. He didn't know why he was so disappointed in a cat.
Is it because it is not smart enough to choose itself that loves it?
Or is it because after expressing its resistance to him, it happens to be coquettish to others?
At that time, Huo jingzun didn't think particularly clearly.
But now Huo jingzun looked at Su Qinghuan whose eyes fell on Gu chubai for a moment, and the man suddenly understood the answer at the bottom of his heart.
——If many years ago, his cousin had not killed the puppet, but regarded it as a treasure and held it in his heart all day.
Maybe, even if my cousin doesn't fall the cat to death.
He'll kill the cat himself.
Such a dark and terrible emotion, at this moment, appears so clear.
And so cruel.
……
Li tezhu is a confidant around Huo jingzun. He is familiar with Huo jingzun's Micro expression.
At the moment, he felt the air conditioning from the president. He only felt that his little assistant was the worst.
What's all this?!
If Li tezhu was not sure that Huo jingzun liked Su Qinghuan before, but now he saw Su Qinghuan looking at Gu chubai, Gu chubai holding Ling Xianer, and Huo jingzun staring at Su Qinghuan.
What a mess.
After all, Ling Xianer was once appointed by Mr. Huo to marry a woman who wanted to be a granddaughter-in-law at home, and Gu chubai and Su Qinghuan were former lovers who had been in love for five years.
Others may not know the entanglement, love and hate, but Li tezhu has personally collected so much information about Su Qinghuan for Huo jingzun for so many years.
And Su Qinghuan once suffered from depression because of Gu chubai.
Really
……
Li tezhu was afraid that Huo jingzun would burst out some amazing words at the airport. He quickly coughed and reminded everyone that it was time to go back to their homes and find their mothers.
"Miss Su, do you want to catch up with Mr. Gu? And Miss Ling, are you going to have a reception for president Huo's office? But President Huo is tired. I'm afraid I can't go to dinner with you."
“……”
Several people who were suddenly named suddenly began to come back.
Ling Xianer was the first to react.
She had noticed that Huo jingzun's eyes almost fell on Su Qinghuan's face without scruples, and Gu chubai, who was holding in her hand, seemed to be closely linked with her, but she never dared to face Su Qinghuan's eyes.
This is not a guilty conscience. What is it?!
For a moment, Ling Xianer felt a great sense of frustration.
Huo's helmsman, who she begged but couldn't, was obviously interested in Su Qinghuan.
And Gu chubai, who finally got back from Su Qinghuan, obviously doesn't stand firm!
If Gu chubai really forgets Su Qinghuan, how can he look so flustered!
……
Ling Xianer secretly hated it.
She simply looked straight at Huo jingzun and Su Qinghuan, with a shallow smile on her lips, but vaguely provocative.
"Brother Jing, I heard the people from Hodgson's group, you have recruited an assistant in French simultaneous interpreting. Brother, Miss Su?"
"It's me."
Ling Xianer saw Su Qinghuan admit so happily that the thorn in her heart grew stronger and sprouted.
She smiled with a secret smile.
"Does Miss Su even know French? But seeing that Miss Su is so beautiful, if you go out to talk business with brother Jing, it should be good for those men who look at their faces superficially?"
"Miss Ling praised me."
Su Qinghuan nodded without modesty and hit back at Ling Xianer.
"There are indeed a lot of French men who asked me for my contact information at this meeting, but Mr. Huo's cooperation is a female boss who even has children."
“……”
Su Qinghuan's sharp words immediately made Ling Xianer's original runs powerless.
Li tezhu also knew that Huo jingzun didn't like to see such scenes of you coming and going and criticizing each other. He quickly smiled and rounded the scene.
"Miss Ling, it's a pity that you weren't there at that time. Miss Su's French level is definitely second to none. Miss Su's contribution to cooperation is really great."
"Really?"
Ling xian'er bit her teeth and smiled reluctantly. She pulled Gu chubai's sleeve. Her beautiful eyes showed some doubt.
"Brother chubai, do you and Miss Su seem to be college classmates? Was Miss Su a Xueba? How can I hear you? It seems that Miss Su didn't even pass CET-4 at the beginning? I didn't expect that she has made such achievements in French now."
Gu chubai was in a trance. When he heard Ling Xianer's words, he nodded subconsciously.
"Qinghuan, when did you learn French?"
Su Qinghuan looked at him faintly, and the bright and moving face showed some invisible desolation at the moment.
"What do I study and like? Even if Mr. Gu is my classmate, has he really cared about Qinghuan? So how can you know?"
“……”
Gu chubai obviously didn't expect Su Qinghuan to say so.
The woman's eyes were a little disappointed and some unspeakable sadness. Gu chubai only felt that his heart was pierced by an invisible needle.
In fact, Su Qinghuan is right. Although the original owner is arrogant, he has been with Gu chubai for so many years. Gu chubai likes and yearns for anything, whether it's clothing, food, housing and transportation, or other minority hobbies. The original owner tries his best to cater to Gu chubai's preferences.
But looking back at Gu chubai, I'm afraid he doesn't even know what picky food the original owner has, what animals he likes most, and what songs he likes.
……
Gu chubai thought of Su Qinghuan's various care for himself, and was speechless for a moment.
Huo jingzun couldn't see the scene of the two of them as if no one was reading their old love.
He looked coldly at Ling Xianer and refuted it directly.
"Enough!"
Su Qinghuan and Gu chubai were startled by Huo jingzun.
Ling Xianer was the first to bear the brunt, because Huo jingzun stared at her face directly and coldly, and his voice implied a warning.
"Ling Xianer, is Su Qinghuan good at French? Gu chubai is just her college classmate. How does he know? Once he failed to pass CET-4, doesn't mean he has no language talent at all?"
“……”
Ling Xianer's eyes misted when she was told. She bit her lips reluctantly.
"Brother Jing is right. I'm too arrogant. Miss Su, brother Jing, as an apology, why don't I invite you to ride a horse at the weekend?"
Ling xian'er said, looking straight at Su Qinghuan, if there was a provocation in her eyes.
"It's said that when Miss Su used to shoot costume dramas, the whole riding drama used doubles. I guess I didn't have the conditions to learn riding before. Why don't I take Miss Su to have an eye on the weekend?"
Gu chubai hesitated when he heard the speech. Su Qinghuan knew that he was afraid of riding a horse. After all, he was almost nervous when filming.
He always felt that Ling Xianer had gone a little too far today.
"Xian'er, isn't that good?"
Just when Gu chubai wanted to stop it, a cold voice appeared in his ear.
"OK, weekend? I have time!"