Chapter 443

Hearing this, Ou Qing was stunned. Then he looked at Huo tingxiao again. He looked more provocative. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qingqing's waist, and Shen Qingqing didn't hide, but let Ou Qing hold himself in his arms.

"Mr. Xu, I'll give you an afternoon to pack up your things. I'll go back to Shen's house this afternoon and end up with you!"

With that, Shen Qingqing took Ou Qing's arm, turned and walked out with steps. Huo tingxiao looked at the trace of the shadow disappearing in her sight. It seemed that she was walking out of her life.

He stepped forward to block Shen Qingqing's way, "Qingqing, give me some time and let's talk about it? I..."

"I have nothing to say to you!" Shen Qingqing bent her lips and smiled.

She stood like that, looking at the man standing in front of her.

The man has a pair of deep eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are tight, and he is so outstanding in a well-tailored handmade suit. He stands in front of everyone without caring about the eyes of others.

Just look at the woman standing in front of you.

That kind of thing called missing flows into his heart along his blood and then spreads all over his body.

The brilliant light came in from the French window and fell on the ground.

Huo ting and Xiao Bing stared at Shen Qingqing quietly with cold and deep eyes. The deepest regret and remorse in the bottom of his heart condensed in his dark eyes.

He stretched out his hand, but his hand trembled slightly and couldn't fall on the thin cheek of the woman in front of him.

"Qing Qing..."

When Shen Qingqing heard the voice and looked up, she looked indifferent and alienated.

Huo tingxiao's face seemed unreal in the light. His handsome body was still proud and handsome, and his eyebrows exuded a natural King's domineering spirit.

"What does Mr. Huo want to say to me?" Shen Qingqing looked at the man in front of him and said calmly, "do you want to ask me why I'm not dead?"

Huo tingxiao looked at her with determination. His eyes didn't move for a moment. At the bottom of his eyes, that blazing love was getting stronger and stronger.

His voice, with a trace of choking hoarseness: "Qingqing, no, it's not like this..."

"If not, what does Mr. Huo mean?" Shen Qingqing said calmly, as if he were talking about an extremely plain thing, without sadness or joy.

"Qingqing, it's good if you're not dead, it's good if you're not dead!" Huo tingxiao hasn't recovered from such shock. He can only say it intermittently.

Shen Qingqing didn't speak, but stood quietly without giving him a wink.

Huo tingxiao could not help lowering his head when he saw her like this. Qing Qing hated him. It was right. Just at the thought of her indifferent eyes, he was still very uncomfortable. But on second thought, five years ago, he treated Qing Qing Qing so badly, even worse than now.

At that time, how did Qingqing stick to it?

Every time she compromised, he thought it was her guilt, but he didn't know that it was Qingqing's connivance to him. He pushed Qingqing further again and again.

"Qing Qing, you won't forgive me, will you?" Huo tingxiao's voice was low and trembling. It also meant a bit of self mockery. "It's also right. If you don't forgive me, it's also right..."