Sweetheart on Fire: Stop it, Husband

"Old man, you know I don't want to talk about these feelings now. I just want to take care of my work now." Although Huo Qihang didn't want to pay attention to his words, he still had no choice but to answer them.

But some things can't be changed by people. It's like children don't come back once they read. It's like a lot of work. In the end, nothing has been completed. People who have no money, car, house or love have no temper. They might as well wait to die.

"Set sail, you are old and should think about your family. You should know that only when you get married can we rest assured and spend your old age in a down-to-earth manner." Master Huo painstakingly taught Huo Qihang, but for Huo Qihang, marriage is equivalent to his life, which is heinous.

"Old man, you also know how nervous work is now. I don't have the heart to talk about business love at all. Now I just want to do a good job and grow up. It's not too late to talk about love at that time, right?" Huo Qihang finished the last can on the table and said.

"Why are you so ignorant when you set sail? You should know that once this marriage is reached, you will gain not only love, but also career."

Huo Qihang didn't pay attention to master Huo's hard teaching. He felt that as long as all marriage and love were based on business, there would be no good end, and he didn't intend to be the victim.

"Don't talk about it, old man. You know it's hard for my heart to invest in a new love now. If you let me achieve some success in my career, I'm duty bound to achieve it, but no matter how I ask for love, fate is less than a residue.

"All right, let's set sail. I tell you, how can marriage be like a child's play? You should figure out how good it is for you to have both career and love. You are still young and don't understand the advantages and disadvantages.

In this era, economic requirements are more important than love. Now which girl doesn't want a house and a car to get married. " Mr. Huo tried his best to say that Huo Qihang could change.

"I have a house and a car. I believe someone will marry me." Huo Qihang said dutifully.

"You can't teach me. You're going to disagree with me!" Mr. Huo was a little angry and said with emotion.

"Old man, you should also think for me. When I get married so early, do I care about my career or love? You know, when I get married, you will urge me to have children. After having children, I will care about my family. At that time, whether I spent a long time in my career or at home."

Huo Qihang wants to make all the truth clear with Mr. Huo, but unfortunately, Mr. Huo digs very hard and just doesn't listen to Huo Qihang's words.

"I don't care so much. Just say whether you agree to this business marriage or not. Don't tell me anything else." Huo Qihang is completely helpless about what he said. It's time to be strong.

"Don't worry, sir. I'll give you the answer tomorrow." Huo Qihang has already thought about it in his heart. He will postpone today's affairs to tomorrow, and then postpone them again. In this way, he will neither hurt the old man nor embarrass himself. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.

"That's what you said. Give me the answer tomorrow, and then I'll start preparing for your marriage. It seems that it's rare for me to see your big day in my lifetime!"

For the naked satire of master Huo, Huo Qihang turned his eyes to master Huo. What's the reason.

Before long, Huo Qihang put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandpa, I'll go first.".

Just about to stand up, Mr. Huo said, "I hope you think about what I said."

Huo Qihang, who had bowed his head, suddenly looked up and said, "I see." Huo Qihang looked up at Mr. Huo and said, "it's all right. I'll go first."

Immediately, he opened his chair, picked up his jacket and went out without nostalgia. Huo Qihang old the car from the garage. Just outside the villa, he stopped the car and looked out of the window.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he shook his fist and hit the steering wheel. Before long, he regained his mood and drove away.

The tense dinner ended like this. Mr. Huo had some helplessness in his heart, while Mr. Huo Qihang ran to the bar after driving his car out of the garage.

Perhaps only noisy places can calm Huo Qihang's heart. The more noise, the more quiet. Perhaps only Huo Qihang, a strange creature, has such a strange habit.

Sitting at the bar, Huo Qihang recalled everything that happened tonight. I really hope it was a dream, but this dream is really a very real dream, which is incredible.

I don't know when the beloved one will come back. If she doesn't come back, Huo Qihang may really be unable to hold on.

The night is very quiet. It makes people think of a lot of things, including joys and sorrows, clutch, dream, fall, free and easy, and carefree.

But more is the loneliness and melancholy at night. No one can choose not to care about this feeling, and no one can avoid this feeling. What you want cannot always come, but what you don't want can always linger.

Alas, people's love and life seem to be arranged by God. They just have to finish one by one, and then settle down.

Huo Qihang knows that it is extremely difficult to get her back. Unless she thinks it out by herself, she will come back without any effort.

Out of the bar, Huo Qihang drove his car on the road. He had no direction and no goal, so he went straight ahead, drove into the end of the night, and finally disappeared in this world.

"Is it really my fault?" Mr. Huo stood in front of the window and watched Huo Qihang drive away.

"Sir, what are you looking at?" Uncle Liu looked at Mr. Huo in a daze in front of the window and asked.

"Do you think I did something wrong?" Mr. Huo looked at the blackened sky outside and the flowers illuminated by street lamps.

The wind blew, and the drizzle fell. Uncle Liu saw the scene and said nervously to Grandpa Huo, "Sir, come in, it's raining."

"It's raining. It hasn't rained for a long time. It's only a few drops of light rain. Uncle Liu, you start to worry." He said, but he went in.

Mr. Huo had just made a sofa, picked up the tea on the table, drank two mouthfuls, looked up at uncle Liu, just saw him stop talking, put down his tea cup, leaned against the sofa and said, "uncle Liu, what's the matter with you? Just say it if you want to."

Uncle Liu opened his mouth, but he seemed unable to say anything.

"Uncle Liu, what are you going to say?"

Uncle Liu sighed and said, "Sir, why did you let the young master marry another woman?"