Qing Benqingchen

Chapter 19 The Unforgettable Past (2)
"She's not pretty, why would Jingchen look for her?" Yu Nuanxin smiled deeper, and leaned against the fence behind her in another position, Ruan Yan lit a cigarette, narrowed her eyes slightly and teased her: "You just Not afraid?"

Yu Nuanxin gave her a slightly angry look, but turned around and walked towards Qingqing.

"Miss Shen?"

Qing Qing was talking to Wen Xin about what had happened in the past two months, when she suddenly heard someone calling her, she raised her head in surprise.

The face that caught the eye is not very beautiful, even a little dull, but the arrogance between the brows is exceptionally eye-catching. At this moment, the owner of that face is looking at her with a slight smile, There is a lingering playfulness in the eyes.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

"I'm Jingyun's good friend."

Huo Jingyun's good friend?Although I have never met my sister-in-law, I have heard some things about her from Jingchen, and she is a very easy-going person.

"So it's Jingyun's good friend." Qingqing immediately let go of her guard, and her smile became even sweeter.

Huo Jingchen seemed to treat her well, otherwise, she wouldn't look happy everywhere in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"I heard that you and...Brother Jingchen are getting married soon?"

"Well, next week's wedding." Qingqing smiled sweetly, but couldn't help but blush on her face.

"Congratulations, Miss Shen, I will attend the wedding with Jing Yun." Yu Nuan smiled very kindly.

The two were so polite to each other again, and Yu Nuanxin just said goodbye and left.

"It doesn't look like a scheming one."

Qiqi looked thoughtfully at Qingqing's far away back, but Ruan Yan just smiled: "Just because we can let Mrs. Huo marry her, isn't it enough to explain her scheming?"

Yu Nuan suppressed her smile, but there was a glimmer of darkness in her eyes. Shen Qingqing is really a rare beauty. With every frown and smile, even a woman like her is moved, let alone a man?
She couldn't help stroking the horrible scar on her wrist, her slightly uneasy heart suddenly settled down.

Qingqing was struggling to fight the steak on the plate, Huo Jingchen raised his goblet and took a sip of the red wine, before casually asking, "How was your shopping today?"

Qingqing pursed her lips slightly; "Wen Xin has something to go back to the company halfway, and I don't feel like being alone, so I came back."

Huo Jingchen felt slightly relieved, and put down his wine glass: "I'll go shopping with you another day."

"Yeah." Qingqing smiled sweetly at him, lowered her head and went to cut the steak again. Huo Jingchen put down the knife and fork and was about to get up, when Qingqing suddenly stopped: "That's right! I met someone today."

Huo Jingchen's heart skipped a beat: "Who?"

"It's Jingyun's good friend... Oh, look at me, I forgot to ask her name, but she has a very temperament and is very special!"

Huo Jingchen sat across from Qingqing, and asked very seriously, "What did you say?"

Qingqing shook her head: "I didn't say anything, I just said hello, she said that she will attend our wedding with Jingyun."

Huo Jingchen nodded slightly: "Jingyun will be back in a few days. She has a personality similar to yours. You must be able to talk. By the way, if you pack up your things similarly, you can move to my place tomorrow."

He changed the subject abruptly, Qingqing couldn't help but blushed a little when she heard what he said, and gave a soft "um".

Suddenly there was a vibrating sound from the mobile phone, Huo Jingchen picked it up and saw that it was Huo Cheng calling - he never called himself after get off work, unless something serious happened.

Seeing that Huo Jingchen's face became serious, Qingqing also relaxed her movements.

"Jump off a building? Oh...then has she jumped now?"

Huo Jingchen smiled extremely indifferently, as if he was talking about what to eat tomorrow: "Since you didn't jump, then call me when you really jump."

After he finished speaking, before Huo Cheng could answer, he hung up the phone indifferently.

Qingqing looked at him with a puzzled expression. Huo Jingchen knew about such a big matter, if he didn't talk about it tonight, she would read the news tomorrow.

"Qin Cai'er, do you still remember?"

Of course Qingqing remembered that she once mistakenly thought it was his girlfriend.

"What's up with her?"

"It seems that he knows that we are really going to get married, and he is clamoring that he will jump off the building to commit suicide." His voice was not warm at all, as if he was talking about something indifferent to himself.

Qingqing was taken aback, "Jingchen, why don't you go and have a look, in case she really can't think about it..."

Huo Jingchen casually sat down on the sofa and turned on his laptop. The tone of his voice didn't change, and his indifference was scary: "It's none of my business that she wants to die?"

Looking at him, Qingqing suddenly felt that he was such a stranger, with indescribable fear and anxiety spreading in her heart—is this the truest version of him?
"What's wrong with you?" After not hearing her speak for a long time, Huo Jingchen looked back at her in surprise, but saw Qingqing looking at him with a white face under the light, eyes full of disbelief.

"How can you say that she is someone you know...Jingchen, do you really want to watch her die?"

Huo Jingchen simply closed his laptop and looked at her with a serious face: "Qingqing, I have nothing to do with Qin Cai'er. She jumped off a building to commit suicide. If I go to the scene, what will the gossip reporters of the news media think or write? I am not Ordinary people can't help themselves in every word, deed, and action."

"But if she dies..."

"Looking for death for a man, what's the difference between death and life for such a person?" There was no trace of warmth in his words, such an indifferent tone seemed to be about to take away all the warmth from her body.

Qingqing didn't speak any more, and she didn't know what to say.

Since they met, she has seen his most tender side. He treats her thoughtfully and meticulously, tenderly and generously. She almost indulges in the warmth he bestows, and even forgets his origin. According to his identity, he is the Huo family after all, and he is a high-ranking business elite who strategizes, so he is different from ordinary people, and his heart will be so terrible when his heart is hardened.

Seeing her silent, as if frightened by his appearance, Huo Jingchen couldn't help softening his tone: "Qingqing, I won't go because I know that she won't really jump off at all."

Qingqing looked up at him, her eyes were bright enough to make him feel ashamed: "But, what if?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. I know these daughters of gold will feel distressed even if they lose a single hair. How could they really want to die?"

With a helpless smile, he stood up and pulled her to sit beside him. Seeing her serious face, he couldn't help pinching the tip of her nose: "You are too stupid, what a stupid girl, why are you so stupid?" Believe anything."

"I just feel that this kind of you is so strange..." Qingqing was very depressed, "If one day, you don't like me anymore, will you be so unfeeling?"

His fingers stroking her hair paused slightly, and after a while, he slowly said, "How do you say such a thing?"

Qingqing shook her head, leaned on his knees, her long hair flowed down from her shoulders like water, winding on his knees, and said in a muffled voice: "It's just a sudden, a little scared."

Perhaps the grandson's marriage is imminent, and Mr. Huo's health has improved a little, so the old man gave orders, asking the whole family to go back to eat.

When Huo Jingchen and Qingqing arrived, Huo Changrong had already led the new Mrs. Huo, a son and a daughter to talk with the old man.

Huo Cenman smiled cautiously, his pair of slender hands that did not touch the spring water was currently picking up walnuts in a small clip, peeled them clean, put them in a small plate and brought them in front of Mr. Huo, it's a pity that the old man didn't even look at them from the beginning to the end. , except for occasionally talking to her son and grandson, she didn't respond to a single word.

Huo Cenmanshu was angry in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he was still smiling.

Huo Lianxuan was chatting and laughing with the old man, when the servants came in to report that the young master and Miss Shen had arrived, Huo Lianxuan couldn't help but look back, there was a faint gleam in his always lazy eyes.

And old man Huo suddenly became interested, and tremblingly wanted to stand up to meet him, Huo Lianjin and Huo Lianxuan hurriedly supported the old man from left to right: "Grandpa, please slow down..."

Huo Jingchen stepped forward quickly, Huo Lianxuan let go of his hand winkingly, and asked him to help Mr. Huo, Huo Lianjin curled his lips, and finally followed his brother back to the side, Qingqing took a step forward, and held the old man firmly.

"Don't even bring your grandson's wife back to see me, an old man, you should be beaten!" The old man was very happy, holding the hands of Huo Jingchen and Qingqing, refusing to lose them.

"I've been busy with the company and the wedding during this time. After Qingqing and I get married, I'll be with you every day." Huo Jingchen carefully helped the old man to sit down, coaxing the old man softly like a child.

The old man was happy, but still feigned anger with a straight face: "Is the granddaughter-in-law also free?"

Qingqing smiled like a flower: "Grandpa, it's all my fault. From now on, I will come to accompany you every day. Don't be annoyed!"

"Don't bother, don't bother! It's better to be my granddaughter-in-law!" The old man immediately smiled. Although Qingqing was a little embarrassed, she was still generous.

The coaxed old man was happy, and the old man ate half a bowl too much for dinner. After the servant took away the leftovers, the old man suddenly cleared his throat and said, "It's one thing to have a reunion dinner with you today, but there is another thing. I have something to say."

"I'm old, in the future..." The old man looked at Huo Jingchen, full of relief; "From now on, the whole Bo'ao will be handed over to Jingchen. The burden on his shoulders is heavy, so save yourself and don't think about making troubles. Son, no matter what, we are all one family, even broken bones are connected to tendons!"

Huo Cenmanshu's face immediately became uncomfortable, while Huo Lianxuan's face was still unhappy.

"Qingqing is a good boy, and she will be the daughter-in-law of our Huo family in the future. Naturally, she will not treat you badly. When your mother-in-law married in back then, she was the head wife of the Huo family. The dowry gift I gave was 11.00% of Boao's shares. She She's an elder, so naturally you can't stand shoulder to shoulder with her, just like Lian Xuan."

In a word, a new daughter-in-law who hadn't entered the family got [-]% of the shares, and Huo Lianxuan's mother-son fight was nothing more than that. It's really ironic.

Huo Cenmanshu sat there gritting his teeth, but his face turned pale. Huo Changrong was terrified, but he didn't dare to speak in front of the old man.

"Grandpa, I don't want..." Qingqing was determined to refuse immediately, but the old man said firmly, "I have the final say on this matter."

Qingqing's eyes were red with anxiety, and she wanted to say something, but Huo Jingchen gently shook her hand: "You accept what grandpa gave you."

"Good boy, you deserve this, and your mother-in-law did the same back then."

"Grandpa, shouldn't my mother have it too?" Huo Lianjin was really stupid, and Huo Lianxuan gave her a hard look when she said a word. She flinched in fright, but still puffed her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "What I said is the truth, right?" ..."

The old man smiled when he heard the words, and the irony in that smile made Huo Cenmanshu almost restless.

"Our Huo family's media is only qualified to marry a person who brings eight sedan chairs into the door." Mr. Huo glanced at Huo Cenmanshu, "The shares of the Huo family are not rotten cabbages on the street. Anyone who wants to pick them up can pick them up."

(End of this chapter)