Chapter 91

Just then, Huo tingxiao's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID of his cell phone. It was Joey.

So he pushed away Xu Youran and whispered, "I'll answer the phone. You wait for me here!"

With that, Huo tingxiao strode forward a few steps, not far from Xu leiran, before answering the phone, "say!"

"Mr. Huo, Miss Shen was picked up by Mr. Rong tonight!" there came a trembling voice.

Joey doesn't know what's going on. Every time he meets Shen Qingqing, Huo tingxiao seems unable to restrain his anger. That's not the president Huo he knows well.

As far as he knows, Mr. Huo always looks as if the clouds are light and the wind is light even if the sky falls.

"Rong Jingyan?" Huo Ting snorted coldly.

"Yes, I don't know where I've gone for the time being!" Joey said. After a pause, he thought of Xiao Yichen's words. "By the way, Mr. Huo, Xiao Shao said he had something important to tell you and asked when you'd be back!"

"Four days later!" Huo Ting said coldly. Feng's eyes were cold. After a long pause, he said, "find Shen Qingqing!"

"I see, Mr. Huo!"

Not far away, Xu Youran looked at Huo tingxiao standing 50 meters away from her. She suddenly felt that she had never known this man. He had always been alienated and indifferent in front of her, and even calm about everything.

When did you see him lose his mind like this?

Unless what this phone call says has something to do with Shen Qingqing!

It must be!

Thinking, Xu Youran held his hand so tightly that his fingernails were embedded in the palm. The pain could not eliminate the hatred in her eyes.

Shen Qingqing, why did you come back and appear in front of tingxiao?

Why didn't you die in prison?

……

After two or three hours' drive, Rong Jingyan took Shen Qingqing to an ancient town, which is the best ancient town in Yuncheng, a coastal city, with a feeling of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Because it was already 4 a.m. when they arrived, Rong Jingyan took her to live in the best hotel in the town. The hotel was also antique and looked very exquisite.

When she got up at ten o'clock the next morning, Rong Jingyan woke up Shen Qingqing and had breakfast. She wanted to go out to play, but it rained and the sky was foggy.

"What a disappointment. I finally took you out to play. It rained!" Rong Jingyan stood by the window and said softly.

But Shen Qingqing smiled, "if you want to go out for a walk, we can hold an umbrella!"

"That's a good idea!"

With that, Rong Jingyan immediately went to the hotel and took two umbrellas. Shen Qingqing was still wearing the white cheongsam he wore from the imperial dynasty yesterday, but the makeup on his face was not so rich and had been removed. He held an oil paper umbrella in his hand and walked in the alley of Qingshiban Pucheng, which was very popular.

The air emits a faint fragrance of moist soil, and the woman's stunning face makes many people look sideways.

Rong Jingyan smiled and walked side by side with Shen Qingqing on the river bank.

At both ends of the river bank are scattered wooden houses, which look very old and completely retain the appearance of ancient times. Looking from a distance, it looks like an ink breaking landscape painting.

"It's nice to come out for a walk on a rainy day!"