Lu Qian's footsteps are tiny. He turns to the waiter and doesn't make a sound.

The waiter pushed the things left by Zhao Siqing in front of him, looked at him and didn't explain much.

Lu Qian looks at the things on the bar in a trance. There is a vegetable porridge, a tray of small steamed buns, in addition to a sobering tea and a thermos cup.

He slowly opened the lid of the bowl and the porridge was still warm.

Lu Qian suddenly thought of the clothes he had seen before. He looked at the waiter and said, "who left the things?"

The waiter rarely saw him lose color, but he thought of what he promised Zhao Siqing, only shaking his head gently.

Lu qian can't find out. He turns and pushes open the door of the bar.

The road is full of people and vehicles.

Lu Qian stood in place and looked around, but he saw nothing except the white one.

It's snowing again. The snow as big as goose feather is scattered. The whole world is covered with snow white. It's crystal clear, but there's no reason to feel cold.

Lu Qian takes back his sight, and some of the lost ones go back to some cool bars.

He pulled a chair out and sat in front of the bar looking at the things in front of him. The whole person was distracted.

It's her, is it Qing Qing

Oh, even if so?

Let her see what she's like now?

It's better not to see.

Looking at the porridge bowl in front of him, he took out his spoon and drank it casually. His eyes were a little sore.

Burning stomach, because of this warm gradually ironing comfortable.

Lu Qian is eating. His eyes are dense and his heart is aching.

He still lost her Or lost her

If he didn't let go at the beginning, she would be with him no matter how difficult it is today.

*After Zhao Siqing left, he took a taxi and went to find Huo Jingchen.

No matter what Li Feihuan said or what she saw with her own eyes.

She still wanted to ask him in person.

Ask him if he did it? Ask him why

More than half an hour's drive, Zhao Siqing has been absent-minded. When he arrived at the Huo group building, he wanted to go directly, but he forgot that Huo Jingchen was not the person she wanted to see.

After the front desk stopped Zhao Siqing, she looked at her up and down and said, "I always want to make an appointment with Huo. Do you have an appointment?"

Zhao Siqing could see her sarcasm, but she was in a bad mood today, and didn't want to waste too much time on an unimportant person.

Zhao Siqing turns around and walks aside, making a phone call to Huo Jingchen.

The phone was soon picked up and a familiar low voice came: "Qing Qing."

Listening to his voice, Zhao Siqing was in a trance.

After a few seconds of silence, he whispered, "I'm downstairs. I want to ask you if you can say hello to the front desk or ask someone to take me up."

Hearing Zhao Siqing downstairs, Huo Jingchen's eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice, "wait for me there."

Speaking down, Huo Jingchen dismissed the meeting directly and turned downstairs.

Tang Zhi followed him and looked at his face quietly. He couldn't breathe.

Why did Zhao Siqing come here The president of his own family still looks like this.

What's wrong?

On the other side, after hanging up, Zhao Siqing waited in silence.

The front desk glanced at her and hissed: "Miss, please wait there. Your presence here will affect our work."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing looks up at her lightly.