Marriage step by step · CEO's Honey Lover

Chapter 170 I Will Explain the Design Draft to Mr. Huo
Song Miao's heart skipped a beat, and Huo Tianqing's smile contained too many emotions, which made Song Miao a little confused for a moment, the meaning of his words——

Is it because he wants to draw a clear line with Song Yan in front of him, so he...is unhappy?
Song Miao spread the first draft on the coffee table in front of the man, pinned the strands of hair that had slipped behind his ears, and asked him softly, "How about a cup of black coffee?"

During the past period of getting along, Song Miao still noticed that this man would habitually have a cup of black coffee when he was working.

Seeing Song Miao looking straight at him, Huo Tianqing saw Song Miao looking straight at him, with a deliberate gentleness in those big black and white eyes, and his heart became even more irritable. He put the cigarette end back on his thin lips, turned away, and looked at the drawing on the coffee table, and said lightly, "casual."

Song Miao was taken aback by the cold words, and the corners of Song Yan's mouth twitched, "Sister, please, a cup of black coffee, bring it here quickly, don't keep the distinguished guests waiting too long."

After finishing speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Song Miao coldly.

Song Miao's heart tightened, and she finally turned around and walked out of the office.

Before going out, she could still hear Song Yan's deliberately gentle voice, "Mr. Huo, I'm a little flattered that you came to Song's to find me in person today. As for the Baishuiqingyuan project this time..."

Song Miao didn't hear the latter words.

After entering with a cup of black coffee, it was obvious that the atmosphere in the office was good. While smoking a cigarette, Huo Tianqing discussed the design draft with Song Yan, and the smile on Song Yan's face almost lit up the entire office .

Song Miao put the black coffee in Huo Tianqing's hand, and he continued to talk with Song Yan without even raising his eyelids.

Looking at his indifferent side face, Song Miao's heart was blocked for a moment. She wanted to leave directly like this, but she was always reluctant. She had stood in front of the two of them for quite a while while hesitating.

"What are you still doing here?" Finally, Song Yan, who had been paying attention to her calmly, raised her head, raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of sarcasm, "Director Song, you can go out now, I I need to talk to Mr. Huo about something important."

Song Miao tightened her hands, and said in a very businesslike manner, "I revised the first draft of the design yesterday. If there is something you don't understand, you can ask me."

"When you don't understand, I will ask you to come in and explain." How could Song Yan not understand what Song Miao was thinking at the moment, she glanced at the handsome man in front of her, but it was a pity that she also fell in love with this man!The smile in her brows became brighter and brighter, and she looked at Song Miao with deep meaning, "Director Song, at this time, your new boyfriend should have brought you flowers and chocolates again? No need to greet us here, I will Explain the design draft to Mr. Huo."

Hearing the word "new boyfriend", Song Miao subconsciously looked towards Huo Tianqing, but it was a pity that he didn't look at any of them when he was swallowing, as if what Song Yan said just now had nothing to do with her.

Obviously the two of them reconciled last night, why did they wake up overnight, and their relationship has returned to before the reconciliation...

Did she do something outrageous last night?

But last night, after she was exhausted to the extreme, she fell asleep directly. How could she do anything or say anything, unless... it was a dream...

Thinking of the dream she had last night, Song Miao's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously went to look at the man smoking again. Did she say something that made him unhappy when she dreamed last night?Like about that man...

Huo Tianqing still didn't look over, his eyes focused on the design draft drawings in front of him, and he played the unrelated scene between the two to the fullest.

Song Miao's lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all. She glanced at Song Yan, then turned around and walked outside.

It's just that she didn't see the man who hadn't looked at her when she walked out, finally raised his indifferent eyes and glanced at her lightly.

"Mr. Huo..." Song Yan blocked Song Miao's back calmly, moved a little closer to Huo Tianqing, and pointed to a part of the design sketch, "This area is the important area of ​​our Song family, and it is also our The advantages of the Song family, I will tell you slowly..."

……

Song Miao returned to her office. On the way, she heard a few employees whispering timidly——

"You said, Mr. Huo personally came to our company to find Director Song. What do you mean?"

"Do you think you have taken a fancy to our Director Song?" Another person continued.

"Maybe, the company is discussing the Baishui Qingyuan project with Huo's. Everyone is not optimistic about it. After all, our company is not qualified, but if Mr. Huo takes a fancy to our Director Song..."

Several people smiled tacitly again.

Song Miao frowned slightly, went straight into the office, and closed the door of the office.Thinking of the heat last night and the indifference of him leaving this morning, and his cold attitude just now, she must have said something in her dream last night.But she was very sure that from the beginning to the end, she would not say excessive words.

After all, in that dream, although she was going to block Chu Shaoyan's wine bottle, what she should have shouted at that time was "no".When thinking about the end, I dreamed that Huo Tianqing asked himself——

"Do you still have feelings for that kid? Why do you still have dreams about him!"

Did he say this to himself in a dream, or did he say it to himself in reality?

……

In Song Yan's office, even though Song Yan had tried her best to delay the time, the design draft was quickly finished.

"Mr. Huo, this is our initial vision of the Song family for the Baishui Qingyuan project. Of course, if Mr. Huo has any other suggestions, you can also put them forward. We, the Song family, will definitely complete it perfectly according to Huo's requirements. "

Song Yan had a flawless smile on her face.

But I don't know if it was her illusion, after Song Miao left, Huo Tianqing's attitude became even more indifferent.At this moment, as if he didn't hear the words behind her, he nodded lightly, stood up from the sofa, glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, and walked out, "Since I have almost understood the design draft, I should leave too."

Song Yan quickly stood up and walked out. She was as petite as Song Miao. Now that she was walking behind Huo Tianqing, she realized that Huo Tianqing was tall and straight. His well-tailored black suit looked meticulous, and his posture was very stable. The extraordinary demeanor also makes people feel an inexplicable sense of security.

Everyone heard that the famous Mr. Huo has never been close to women, and he doesn't like to play with women. He doesn't know how many times better than Song Miao's ex-husband, Chu Shaoyan. Thinking of how much her father valued him, Song Yan thought, and suddenly said: : "Mr. Huo, it's almost lunch time. If Mr. Huo has no other arrangements, why don't you come to Haoting with me and let Mrs. Song do something?"

When she asked this question, the two just walked to the door, and Song Miao was going to pour water in the coffee room, passing the road on the side of Song Yan's office.Hearing Song Yan's words, Song Miao subconsciously looked at the man next to her.

Not only Song Miao, even Song Yan thought he would refuse, after all, Huo Tianqing is not the kind of man who can be easily hired.This time personally coming to the Song family was already very surprising.Unexpectedly, Huo Tianqing nodded, and said indifferently: "Since Director Song is so kind, it seems that I am being coy in pushing."

(End of this chapter)