To My Dear Mr. Huo

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Huo Jinyao watched her face change and took her little hand upstairs: "Come on, let's go upstairs and take a look."

Su Qingsang stood still on the stairs and looked at Huo Jinyao: "I think I should leave now."

"No. Wife, you can't go."

Reaching out Su Qingsang's hand, Huo Jinyao smiled with a rogue smile on his face: "You are gone, where can I find such a good wife?"

"Slick mouth. Don't make this in front of me, it's useless."

"Wife, look at you. I'm talking about my heart. Why don't you believe it?"

Su Qingsang didn't even look at him. Huo Jinyao saw her standing still, and quickly pulled her hand upstairs: "I live on the third floor, and there is an elevator on the other corner, but I like to take the stairs.

The house has six and a half floors, the first floor living room dining room, kitchen and banquet living room, as well as multifunctional room and gym. On the second floor is my grandpa's room, and some of our study rooms.

The third floor is where I live, there are several rooms, my parents on the fourth floor, and almost all rooms on the fifth and sixth floors. However, a fixed room was prepared for the group of people coming downstairs. "

Huo Jinyao took her hand and took her upstairs one after another, introducing her.

Su Qingsang did not speak, looking at the delicate carvings on both sides, and the painting hanging on the corner of the stairs.

Everything in front of her is two worlds that are completely opposite to her life.

Going to the third floor and entering the door, Su Qingsang was startled by the oversized room.

Even if I had just heard Huo Jinyao's introduction, this would still be a bit surprising.

The spacious room seemed to be half the size of her apartment. Pure European decoration.

Carved bed, Italian handmade furniture. There is also a chaise longue, which is extremely comfortable but valuable at first sight.

Su Qingsang glanced at Huo Jinyao, and he was also looking at her: "Wife, my luggage has been carried up. Come. There is a cloakroom here, and I have someone to prepare clothes."

Bringing Su Qingsang to the cloakroom, her luggage was long taken up.

Su Qingsang glanced at the cloakroom larger than her room, and then looked at the high-end custom-made clothes hanging in it.

She doesn't know much about fashion and knows that these clothes are valuable. Like this hand-made suit she hangs by hand.

She once heard Shi Mengyun said that a suit would cost more than 200,000. Rich people have ordered back from abroad as wedding dresses.

But now, it is just hanging with many clothes.

Su Qingsang turned to look at Huo Jinyao. When he thought he was carrying a box into her house, her little cloakroom was hung with his clothes without a sign.

Should she say he is disguised well? It should still be said that he was really honored and honored with her.

"what happened?"

Su Qingsang looked at Huo Jinyao's hairy, he looked forward at Su Qingsang: "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

"Huo Shao." Learning the name of the man who was at the airport just now, Su Qingsang's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear much emotion: "You have been living with me in the past few months and I really feel wronged.

"Wife, what do you say?" Huo Jinyao's smile was a little awkward.

"What did I say?" Su Qingsang stepped into the cloakroom, and unconsciously touched the clothes hanging on it, turning to look at him, his expression seemed to be a little mocking.

"Look at these high-end custom-made suits, such a big house, your grand master Huo family. Follow me in my little apartment in my early teens, isn't it too wronged for you?"