C17 Zheng Sechen

The moment An Zhimo stepped out of the car, she kept a good distance from Huo Cheng, following behind him like a small follower at a distance of one meter.

When he walked into the hotel, he found that Wang Hui and Huo Jianguo were there as well.

An Zhimo frowned slightly. The old lady was still in the hospital, yet they had not taken care of her and had actually come to attend the banquet as well.

Even though he was slightly dissatisfied, he didn't say it out loud.

Seeing that no one was around, he hurriedly went up to greet them, "Dad, Mom."

Huo Jianguo shot her a glance, then left with his wine cup.

However, Wang Hui pulled An Zhi Mo closer to him and said, "I told you, our family's foam products are so beautiful that they look beautiful. Look at how nice that is." Ai? Why are you still wearing these glasses? "

As he spoke, he took off his glasses.

An Zhimo hurriedly blocked him, "No …" "No need. Mom, my nearsightedness is too severe. If I remove it, I won't be able to see it clearly …"

Wang Hui did not press on.

A commotion broke out in the hall. An Zhimo turned and saw the Zheng Family clansmen walking out.

Huo Jianguo said to the others, "Alright, let's go greet Big Bro over there."

An Zhimo hurriedly covered her stomach. "Mom, I'm not feeling very well right …" "Let's go to the washroom first."

Wang Hui was embarrassed. After all, he had to give face to his husband and son in this kind of situation. It's not appropriate to come to the party without an introduction.

Looking at the continuously approaching crowd, sweat had already broken out on An Zhimo's back. Without further ado, she turned and left. However, his arm was grabbed by the warm palm. An ambiguous voice came from above, "Dad, mom, I'll go with you."

Having been dragged into the washroom, An Zhimo stood alone in front of the mirror, preparing her next move.

If she could, she wanted to disappear from here.

Pushing open the window and looking at the several tens of floors outside, she quickly gave up her plan of jumping out the window and running away.

She still had Little Mo to raise, so she couldn't die.

Furthermore, the Zheng Family should have been even more reluctant to see him.

After calming himself down, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Huo Cheng was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

Soon, Huo Cheng became aware that someone was looking at her. He turned his head to look at An Zhimo, a hint of a smile on his face.

"You're done?"

"Are you tired?" An Zhi knitted her brows slightly as she looked at the man.

Huo Cheng walked forward and hugged her, saying, "What? "Pity me."

An Zhimo rolled her eyes. However, she still said with concern, "Don't drink any alcohol in a while. Let's go back and rest early."

"My wife knows how to be heartbroken." Huo Cheng's long, deep fingertip hooked onto the hair on her cheek, hiding it behind her ear.

"Don't …" Other than the intimacy she had with Little Mo's father five years ago, she had no other experience of her own. After all, when he was in love before, he had cherished her, considering her young age, and had done nothing but hug her.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Upon hearing this, An Zhimo turned and saw a pair of golden couple standing not far away from her.

Five years. This was the first time they had met after five years.

An Zhimo froze on the spot, staring straight at the man in front of her.

Zheng stared back at her, his eyes deep. He couldn't see any emotions.

Had he not recognized himself?

An Zhimo heaved a sigh of relief inwardly, yet a wave of heartache arose in her heart.

Huo Cheng had noticed the stiffness in An Zhimo's body from the very beginning. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in his arms.

Huo Xinyang ran straight to her and pulled her out of her brother's embrace. He held her arm and acted like a spoiled child, "Sister-in-law, what were you doing with my brother just now? Do you know that it would not be good to cause such an impact in public? "

An Zhimo looked away awkwardly and smiled at Huo Xinyang.

"I didn't …"

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. My face is already burning red." Huo Xinyang covered his mouth and chuckled lightly. He pulled her hand and walked towards Zheng Shichen. "Come quickly, let me introduce you."

"This is Zheng." Huo Xinyang slightly lowered her head, full of bashfulness, "Scholar, this is my sister-in-law."

An Zhimo lowered her head and said softly, "Hello."

The familiar voice made Zheng's blue even more unsightly, his fists clenched at his sides. In the end, he also converted all his anger, disappointment, surprise and other complicated emotions into ridicule.

"Sister-in-law? It's quite similar to an old friend that I had. "

Huo Xinyang immediately pricked up his ears and asked, "What friend? "Female?"

"She's just a female swindler. She's hypocritical and disgusting."

An Zhimo's face was pale, and her heart had been cut open by an invisible sharp blade.

An Zhimo warned herself that she must remain calm and not panic.

However, Huo Xinyang's face was filled with unhappiness. "You care so much. Is it your ex-girlfriend?"

But Zheng suddenly pulled her into his arms and whispered ambiguously into her ear. "Do you think I would be that blind to like that kind of woman?"

When he looks at you affectionately, he always has a charming charm.

Huo Xinyang was hiding in the arms of the man he had secretly fallen in love with for the past four years, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Although she had told her family that he was her boyfriend, he had never agreed. But now, it seemed, he should be able to accept himself.

Zheng Si Chen glanced at An Zhi Mo before hugging Huo Xinyang and leaving.

When she left, she even directly bumped into An Zhimo, slipped, and fell to the side.

"Ah …" The sound fell into a familiar embrace. Huo Cheng laughed deeply, "What about my wife? The handsome guy was dumbfounded, did not know how to dodge? "

Looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, the corners of her lips slightly parted, but she was unable to say anything.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you." Not far away, Zheng Si Chen held Huo Xinyang in his arms and looked at the two of them with a cold and detached expression.

The disdain and ridicule in Zheng Chen's eyes quickly restored An Zhimo to her senses.

She buried her head in his deep neck and hugged his chest.

Almost at the same time, Huo Cheng grabbed the back of her head with one hand and pulled her in. So intimate.

"My wife isn't feeling well, so I'll take her and leave first. You guys should hurry to the main hall as well." Huo Cheng placed his chin on An Zhimo's head and said intimately.

Zheng Si Chen coldly looked at the two of them who were intimate with each other. Anger burned in his heart as he firmly clenched the strength in his hands.

"Eh …" Huo Xinyang groaned, "It hurts …"

Zheng Si Chen saw the phone on Huo Xinyang's shoulder slowly loosen as he left the place in large strides.

Stunned, Huo Xinyang stared at the man's cold back and quickly caught up with him. "Shi Chen, wait for me for a moment …"

"..."

An Zhimo obediently snuggled into Huo Cheng's arms, her face pressed tightly against her chest. Even through her thin shirt, she could still feel the strong and vigorous chest of a man.

The man's cool scent carried a hint of smoke. It was not unpleasant, but she was not used to it. When he was out of sight, she began to shove at the man in front of her.

An Zhimo pushed Huo Cheng, who was standing in front of her, with all her might. Just what was he planning to do?

An Zhimo's body stiffened, and her voice trembled slightly. "No …" "Don't be like this …"

A surge of fury rose up from deep within Huo Cheng's heart. He also didn't know what had happened to him, but he just didn't like An Zhimo coming into contact with him. It was probably because he hadn't seen a woman for a long time.