The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Huo Niannian hesitated, but if she wanted to find her life experience quickly, she could only place her hope on Master Cheng.

So Huo nianian took off the pendant from his neck. There was a black rope tied to it. It was Huo Niannian who went to rebuild it later.

The old man also took out his reading glasses and looked at the pendant carefully for several times.

"Yes. I did it. "

"Did you do it?" After listening to Master Cheng's words, Huo Niannian became excited. This pendant is actually the work of an old man? Is this the representative of Mr. Cheng

Huo nianian had a suspicious seed in his mind. His grandmother seemed to be about the same age as Mr. Cheng. If she had been with Mr. Cheng for a while, then she had her own parents. This is also possible.

This possibility makes Huo nianian's eyes full of complexity when he looks at Master Cheng.

"However, I give this thing to Qingyun," Mr. Cheng stroked the pendant. Rubbing the smooth texture above, he looked at Huo Niannian with an inquisitive look, "before Qingyun was born. I specially got such a raw stone and spent nearly a week carving this jade pendant. Then I gave it to my favorite granddaughter, Huo Qingyun. I would like to ask, how could this pendant appear in Miss Huo's hand? "

"I..."

Huo nianian's excited hands were full of cold sweat.

She's not a fool. Naturally, he felt the exploration and hostility of the adult man to himself. She didn't know where this sentiment came from. But somehow she was worried.

"Miss Huo, I don't know what means you used to get together with tingshen. Tingshen's child is cold-natured, but he is sincere to people. I hope you don't cheat him by means of means For a while. Master Cheng put the pendant on Huo nianian's hand, "this pendant. It's not the same thing I did. Because what I did is now on my granddaughter Huo Qingyun. "

Listening to Mr. Cheng's words, Huo Nian opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Her hands were shaking.

Does Mr. Cheng think he wants to impersonate Miss Huo? She didn't mean it at all

"I have something else to do. I'll go first. You can do it yourself."

Master Cheng left this sentence, and the man had gone out.

The pendant was put on the coffee table by him. He looked lonely, just like Huo nianian now.

How could this be so

Huo nianian's hand on her knee tightly grasps her thigh. Her eyes are slightly red. She wants to cry, but she can't. She just wanted to find her family. She didn't want to pretend to be anything.

But Mr. Cheng even misunderstood his ulterior motives.

Oh.

She's like a joke now.

"Cry if you want." Suddenly, a figure squats down in front of him. Huo nianian sniffs and looks up to see Mu Li staring at himself with concern.

She immediately gathered up her grievances, wiped her face, and laughed, "don't worry, although I am the first time without experience, I will try my best."

She pretends to be strong, which makes people feel more distressed. Mu leaves her eyes warm.

"Huo Niannian, you don't have to pretend. I heard all of them."

"Well? You said just now, just the sand in your eyes. " Huo Niannian smiles.