Chapter 370 your husband

But she sent several messages in the past, but the other side never replied.

Zhao Siqing couldn't, so he had to go.

As for Huo Jingchen, instead of not returning Zhao Siqing's news, he used the live broadcast software for the first time and didn't know the function of the private letter at all, so that he didn't notice Zhao Siqing's message to him.

A few minutes later, Han Zhijun and Huo Jingchen each sent more than 400 luxury cruises, so that the initial netizens gradually began to numb up and seriously watched their soaring experience.

Huo Jingchen casually points to the gift page, but his face sinks when the visual line falls on the message of the bullet screen.

"Little sister, miss, please contact! Do you have a male ticket... "

"What kind of fairy do you like? Do you like the smaller one? "

"The goddess is so beautiful. I am so old that I blush at a glance."

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Other messages were more or less ignored by Huo Jingchen, but these solicitation for communication and hospitality made Huo Jingchen extremely depressed.

Seeing more and more people thinking about her, Huo Jingchen frowned.

After throwing his cell phone, he got up and walked to the window and looked out of the window.

At the moment, Han Zhijun, who is watching the sharp decrease of bank card balance on the other side, is getting more and more nervous. In these ten minutes, the original 50 million winks left 10 million.

Han Zhijun's forehead exuded a layer of sweat, constantly swallowing saliva.

Who is this husband Zhao Siqing?

That's 50 million!

Is he going to fight himself to the end?

Until the balance of the card turned into a million, Han Zhijun suddenly found that "husband Zhao Siqing" no longer gave gifts.

Han Zhijun cautiously stared at the screen for a few seconds, until two minutes later, he confirmed that Huo Jingchen did not continue to deliver, but he felt a little relieved.

He was really afraid that the man would not be able to hold up if he and himself were to fight so hard.

It seems that he is also supporting himself. No, he hasn't moved for a long time.

Thinking of this, Han Zhijun slowly leaned back in his chair, raised his legs, and proudly edited the news again: "why not send it? I think you have a fortune of tens of billions. That's what you are capable of

Han Zhijun only felt that he had a bad breath and was very happy.

On the other side, Huo Jingchen walked to the floor window and stood for a while, then directly turned around and picked up his mobile phone to call Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing is chatting with netizens and sending a message to the vice president of the chamber of Commerce to ask her what to do.

After all, the result of the live broadcast is a little unexpected, too much deviation.

But before the news was finished, Huo Jingchen called first.

Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment, thinking that he was still living and hung up the phone.

Huo Jingchen was so angry that he took his coat and turned around and killed Zhao Siqing's psychological studio.

Zhao Siqing returned a message to Huo Jingchen, telling him to call him back later. After a while, she didn't wait for a response, and she didn't pay any more attention.

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Siqing stared for a few seconds, looked up to Wen Sheng and asked, "who is that?"

"Your husband." Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice.

Listening to the familiar voice, Zhao Siqing responds. Before he can speak again, Huo Jingchen has pushed the door and walked in.

The man wore a black coat, a silver gray suit set off by the tall, dignified.

Only the handsome face, which was too beautiful, didn't look very well.