"Thank you." Shen Qingqing thanked Huo tingxiao.
"Qing Qing, you hate me, don't you?" Huo tingxiao asked softly, with a cautious voice.
Hate?
What is love and hate?
Shen Qingqing's cool and clear eyes fell on Huo tingxiao. After looking at it for a long time, the man in front of him was no longer the elegant young man under the old banyan tree of the Shen family.
After so many things, she could not tell whether she loved Huo tingxiao or the lonely and arrogant young man.
"Do you know what I hated most during my years in prison?" the White Cashmere Shawl fell on her shoulder. Her eyes quietly looked at Huo tingxiao, and the corners of her lips bent. "I knew that a new day was coming, and I had to face the beating of those people..."
"At that time, I was still very naive. I would wonder if you would suddenly appear in front of me, hold me and say, Qingqing, I came to pick you up... So I waited for a long time, but you never came."
When talking about these things, Shen Qingqing was very calm, just like telling other people's stories. Even the smile on the corners of her lips was faint, making people unable to see happiness and anger.
"Huo tingxiao, what I hate most is not that you didn't come to see me, nor that I was beaten every day, nor that my hands and feet were wasted... What I hate most is the despair when ah Yan was critically ill, when I called you again and again, and at that time you were with... Xu leiran's side..."
Shen Qingqing's voice was faint, but it also showed resentment.
Huo tingxiao never thought that Shen Qingqing would mention ah Yan like this. His whole body stood in place like being struck by lightning and murmured her name, "Qingqing..."
"So don't tell me whether you hate or not. I'm not interested. If you really think I hate you, you'll die. When you die, ah Yan will rest in peace, okay?"
With that, Shen Qingqing stepped on high heels and left, leaving a cool and beautiful figure for him.
"Shen Qingqing, this woman really doesn't know what's good or bad. You're eager to let her pay attention to Sheng Weiran. Does she dare to give you a look?" Zongye came out of the men's bathroom on the other side.
In fact, he had already stood behind. He wanted to go forward to say hello, but when he heard Shen Qingqing's cold voice talking to Huo tingxiao, he didn't dare to come out.
Huo tingxiao didn't answer him. He just stood in his place. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "have you found someone to follow Sheng Weiran?"
"Shit, Huo tingxiao, people want you to die. Do you have to rush like this? Besides, there is Ou Qing around them. Do you need to worry so much? Besides, Sheng Weiran's bomb was caused by Ou Qing. Don't worry about your shit. Will you be a good gentleman?" Zongye was very angry and said something unscrupulously.
"She can hurt anyone, but Qingqing can't." Huo tingxiao said faintly, with her side head and cold Feng eyes. "If something happens to Qingqing because of you, I'll tell Lin Sunian later. It's good for the people to have a lover in Huanyu entertainment."
"Lying trough, Huo tingxiao, when a friend doesn't take you like this, he'd rather tear down a temple than destroy a marriage!"
"Oh? Do you care about this marriage?" Huo tingxiao said.
“……”
Zongye angrily looked at Huo tingxiao with a cold face. He was not well. He caught him once and really had to be a cow and a horse for him.
If Shen Qingqing appreciates it, he doesn't care.
The key is that he did so much and was moved only by himself.
What is he trying to do?
Finally, he lost the battle and said in a cold voice, "don't worry, if Shen Qingqing is hurt by Sheng Weiran tonight, I'll give you my head, all right!"