Huo Yuan sent Fenghua downstairs.

"Sister Yao just sends someone to say something like this little thing, so why bother to go there in person?"

"Anyway, I'm free." Fenghua curled her lips and turned around to let Huo Yuan stop, "Just send it here."

Have nothing to do?

Huo Yuanfengliu's eyes flashed, and he stopped, but the smile on his lips was meaningful: "I didn't expect that Sister Yao could say this one day. I want to see that boy named Luo Ci."

Fenghua smiled slightly and said, "There will be a chance."

...

A man with a slender figure in a black windbreaker stood with a beautiful woman in a white Chanel OL costume. I don’t know what the man said, but the woman’s red lips curled up.

Seeing this scene from afar, the boy paused slightly, pulling the white and slender fingers of the black shoulder bag strap, and unconsciously clenched them tightly.

That man is the legendary Mr. Huo.

Luo Ci pursed his peach-colored lips slightly, exerting a little force.

Fenghua glanced at the slender figure of the young man from the corner of his eyes and said goodbye to Huo Yuan: "He comes, I will leave first. I owe you a favor for this matter."

"Sister Yao is so arrogant. Why do you say that you are not human? You are so polite to me. If my Empress Dowager finds out, you must beat me."

Huo Yuan raised his hand and put it on Fenghua's shoulder, "This time I'll let me meet your heart and soul, Sister Yao."

A waiter brought Luo Ci over, "Master Huo, Miss Lu."

Huo Yuan stared at Luo Ci and looked up and down. A flash of light flashed across the romantic peach blossom eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Ci's eyes couldn't help but fall on Huo Yuan's hand that was casually and intimately placed on Feng Hua's shoulders.

Immediately, my eyelashes drooped slightly.

My fingers holding the black shoulder bag straps were faintly exposed because I tried too hard.

Very unhappy.

However, there is no position.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the ink color that surged in his eyes, and the peach-colored lips that pursed revealed a little of the truest emotions in his heart.

Huo Yuan acted unscrupulously. His eyes looked at Luo Ci could be considered unrestrained and absolutely impolite, which made Luo Ci feel a little uncomfortable: "I didn't expect that Sister Yao, you like such a young man. It seems that Qin Mu is out of the way."

...Who is Qin Mu?

The words of Mr. Huo who seemed to be smiling were always lingering in Luo Ci's ears.

He sat in the passenger seat, the view outside the window kept regressing, and his eye feathers drooped slightly.

Until the big red Maserati stops at the bottom of a building.

Fenghua untied her seat belt and was about to get off the car, but inadvertently saw the boy's absent-minded look, "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Luo Ci came to his senses and pulled the corners of his peach-colored lips.

Fenghua naturally doesn't believe it.

She didn't rush to get out of the car. Her slender and beautiful fingers were carelessly on the steering wheel. Her tone was neither light nor heavy, but she exuded a strong and irresistible smell: "Luo Ci, you can choose not to say it, but I don't like someone lying to me."

Luo Ci's heart trembled slightly, and finally spoke slowly, asking: "Qin Mu, Mr. Huo..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman's red lips curled up and her bright smile opened.

It is like a burning peach blossom, blooming in an instant, and it is so beautiful.

Fenghua's eyes fluttered, she looked at the boy in full bloom, and her tone rose lightly: "Are you jealous?"

"I'm the only one who is jealous..." Luo Ci subconsciously rejected it, but soon remembered what Fenghua said just now. He didn't like someone to lie to her, and immediately closed his mouth in annoyance.

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Chapter completed!