Huo Ting and Xiao Ying¡¯s facial contours were tense. Smith¡¯s words were really a wake-up call for him.
He never knew why Shen Qingqing loved white camellias so much, and he had never studied the so-called language of flowers. All he knew was that she liked white camellias, so he planted a garden full of white camellias for her. Nothing special.
But he never understood her!
"I understand, thank you!" Huo Tingxiao said lightly, and then looked at the white camellias planted by himself in the garden, the smile on the corners of his lips was extremely ironic.
Even if you know it now, so what?
He and Shen Qingqing can¡¯t go back after all!
After a pause, he turned back and said, "Go back!"
"Okay!" Smith nodded and left without wasting any more time, carrying the medical kit.
On this side, Shen Qingqing had finished taking a shower. She originally wanted to look for her clothes, but she couldn't find them. She had to look for clothes in the cloakroom in the master bedroom. But look at these horrifyingly expensive dresses. She really didn't dare to wear it, fearing that Huo Tingxiao would plot against her because of this. After all, she had no money now and no extra energy to fight with him.
She searched in the cloakroom for a long time before she found an old white dress. She also recognized that dress. It was the dress she wore when Huo Tingxiao proposed to her under the Shen family banyan tree with an arm full of gardenias in his arms. White dress.
I didn¡¯t expect that after so many years, it¡¯s still here!
Speaking of which, this dress also belonged to her, so she chose to wear it. After all, she didn¡¯t want to owe him anything.
After putting on her clothes, Shen Qingqing opened the door and went out, went downstairs, and saw millet porridge and several side dishes on the table, while Huo Tingxiao was sitting at the main seat, seemingly waiting for her.
When he saw Shen Qingqing put on that dress, he seemed to see the eighteen-year-old Shen Qingqing when he proposed to her. He thought everything had returned to the original point.
But the next second, Shen Qingqing's cold expression broke his illusion.
By now, Huo Tingxiao would not think that Shen Qingqing chose this dress for nostalgia. There were so many clothes in the closet, all of which were bought for her, so most of the tags were not removed.
She didn¡¯t choose those expensive clothes because she didn¡¯t want to owe him anything, or maybe she felt that he would blackmail her if she wore his expensive clothes.
Thinking of this, Huo Tingxiao smiled bitterly, but Shen Qingqing glanced at him and walked straight out of the villa, but before she walked out, Huo Tingxiao pulled her back and pressed her down. He sat down at the dining table and gave her a bowl of millet porridge.
"Drink this bowl of porridge!" After a pause, he said coldly, "After you finish drinking, I will let you go!"
Shen Qingqing smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes, and there was no emotion on her face. She just looked at him and said softly, "I'm afraid you'll be poisoned!"
"Shen Qingqing¡ª¡ª" Huo Tingxiao's original calm expression was broken by these few words like Shen Qingqing, and his phoenix eyes became cold.
But the woman in front of her still had a smile on her face, "I remember that Mr. Huo once said that if you want me to die, even if I am a cheap person, I have to cherish my life, right?"
Huo Tingxiao never expected that Shen Qingqing would be used to gag him by what he had said. With a cold face, he picked up the millet porridge in front of him and drank it without hesitation! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com