Huo Jingchen stared at her back, eyes soft.

A few seconds later, he took back his sight, and his eyes fell on the little black heart at the end of the review page. He gently raised the corner of his lips, which was bright and beautiful.

Huo Jingchen put down his pen and went to the window to look at the city. The weather turned cold and it was going to be winter, but today's sunshine is extraordinarily warm.

In the room, Zhao Siqing is holding the computer and looking out of the window.

She seems to have become More and more unlike myself

*

the next afternoon, the vice president of JH chamber of Commerce invited her to attend a party about psychological trauma public welfare activities.

JH, as the sponsor of this charity activity, has invited many celebrities from political and business circles to discuss cooperation and make donations.

Zhao Siqing doesn't have much experience in this field, but he plans to gather some experience.

In the evening, Huo Jingchen's car stopped in front of the studio door on time.

It was not long before I saw the little woman in a smoky blue dress.

Huo Jingchen glanced at her and frowned slightly.

The dress is not exposed, but it can be worn on her, but it sets off the snow-white skin, which can be blown and broken. A pair of cold and clear eyes are like smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, making people unable to move their eyes.

Zhao Siqing opened the door and Wen said, "let's go. I'm going to be late."

Huo Jingchen's impulse to hide her from the bottom of his heart is to take back his sight and start the car.

Zhao Siqing took back his sight and thought that he was a little too silent.

But thinking that he was always moody, he didn't pay attention.

All the way speechless, the car quickly stopped in front of the hotel door.

Zhao Siqing didn't wait for Huo Jingchen to open the door. He got out of the car and waited for him.

"Qing Qing?" A familiar voice sounded not far away.

Zhao Siqing turned around and looked. He was surprised to see Zhao Xingan here. He immediately smiled and said: "Dad."

Jiang Xueqing appears in front of the two people holding Zhao Xingan. Jiang Xueqing greets: "Qing Qing is here, too. It's a coincidence. If you know that you will come, I'll let your father bring you and us together."

Zhao Siqing smiled, and Wen said, "Dad is busy with his work. Why bother him? Besides, I am not far away from him, and it's no trouble to come here."

Hearing this, Zhao Xingan said with a smile, "Qing Qing knows that she loves me. It seems that the old saying is true. All her daughters are little padded jackets."

Jiang Xueqing took his arm and said angrily, "you mean I don't know how much I love you? I'm not thinking about how close you are to Qing Qing. "

"Well, well You love me too You all love me. "

Zhao Xing'an opened up with a smile and a doting tone. Obviously, what happened not long ago did not affect his attitude towards Jiang Xueqing.

Zhao Siqing has to say that Jiang Xueqing is a woman with means. In other aspects, no one can deal with her father alone.

Zhao Xing'an turned his head and looked at the car not far away. Then he said tentatively, "who did Qing Qing come with?"

"Huo Jingchen and I happened to have a companion when he was free."

Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Xingan's face suddenly deepened. Wen Sheng asked, "Qing Qing, you and Huo Shao Together? "

Zhao Siqing was stunned. He could see the expectation and joy in Zhao Xingan's eyes.

Since the last meeting, she has been separated for such a long time. Her cheap father didn't call her once, but when she met, she first thought about asking for some benefits from Huo Jingchen.