The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

The little girl attaches great importance to the contract.

Even when Huo Qing applied the medicine to her, those wet eyes were still staring at the contract.

Huo Qing just felt helpless and funny.

What kind of illusion did he give her to make her feel that he would skimp on her snacks?

And the soft little girl has no flesh on her body.

It doesn't look like it's edible...

However, none of this matters.

The little girl is soft and well-behaved.

As long as he doesn't overdo it, the little girl won't blow up.

After dinner.

Chacha hugged the snacks and lay down on the sofa for a while.

Not long after.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she stepped on her slippers and made a cup of coffee.

Then sent it to Huo Qing's bedroom.

Huo Qing put down his work and looked at the little girl who was looking at her eagerly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

There was an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

Oh, how can the little girl be so clingy?

Chacha looked at him with a smile, "I just wanted to ask you, didn't I pay you myself now? Then what do you need me to do?"

heard the words.

Huo Qing lowered his eyes, suppressing the emotions in his eyes, "...not yet."

Well, if I say it now, it will scare her.

"No? If not... Then I went to bed?"

The little girl asked softly, looking a little puzzled.

The sweet voice penetrated into his heart like sugar.

Huo Qing repeated, suppressing his emotions, "Well, no, go to bed early."

"Okay." Chacha nodded.

After confirming that Huo Qing really had nothing to do by herself, she got up and left.

As he was leaving, he muttered softly.

"Don't let me do anything, but give me some snacks, aren't you stupid?"

Huo Qing, "..."

I saw the little girl walk out of the room.

The emotion in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

If the little girl was not too young, he would have already started.

In the dark night, the pitch-black pupils were indelible as if stained with ink.

He moved the documents on the desktop, and at the bottom, there was a portrait of a person...

I do not know how long it has been.

Huo Qing's phone rang.

On the phone is a document sent by the assistant.

He opened it and took a look.

This information is the information of the girl that the old man asked to check before and had no clear relationship with Huo Qiudeng.

Suddenly.

He saw a person's name - Yan Cha.

At this moment, the surrounding air suddenly became silent, and the temperature was instantly as cold as ice.

His dark eyes were filled with gloom.

Yan Cha, Yan Qingmeng's sister, Huo Qiudeng's little ex-girlfriend.

Ten days, dating for ten days...

Huo Qing picked up the phone and called Huo Qiudeng with a blank expression.

The call was answered quickly, and he said indifferently, "Go back to the main house tomorrow."

After finishing the sentence, he hung up the phone neatly.

at the same time.

in the hospital.

Yan Qingmeng held the phone blankly, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

It happened that Huo Qiudeng walked over.

She raised her eyes to see him, and smiled a little sadly.

"Qiu Deng, you're here."

Huo Qiudeng coaxed her warmly, "Well, don't talk, take a good rest."

Yan Qingmeng shook her head, and passed the phone over, "Someone called you just now, I saw that you were not in, so I answered it for you, and that person asked you to go back to the main house tomorrow."

Huo Qiudeng glanced down at the caller ID.

Uncle?

He froze for a moment, why would he call him at this time?

Yan Qingmeng lowered her head, her voice tinged with tears.

"Qiu Deng, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I caused you trouble, your family must be very worried now, you should go back quickly!

It's all my fault, don't worry, I will never commit suicide again. "