To My Dear Mr. Huo

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Qiu Yanbo raised his arm and wanted to slap Qiu Junjiao. Qiu Junjiao flushed when he looked at his actions.

"Qiu Yanbo, are you my brother? Who are you helping? Your sister was aggrieved, and you don't help me, do you still want to hit me? I want to tell my dad to go."

"Have you made enough trouble?" Qiu Yanbo was mad, but the slap did not go on: "Do you know that our company and Huo Jinyao had a good cooperation project that was negotiated before and was given by Huo Jinyao? Su family. Do you know how much the project is? Do you know how much your glass of wine has gone out, and how much has our company lost? "

Qiu Junjiao was stupid. She looked at Qiu Yanbo and couldn't believe what he said: "Is Huo Jinyao crazy? How is it possible? I just--"

She suddenly opened the quilt and planned to get out of bed: "I'm going to find him."

"What are you looking for? What's the use of looking for him?" Qiu Yanbo grabbed her by the arm: "I tell you, next time, you give me a little distance from Su Qingsang."

"Brother, you know, she bullied me." Qiu Junjiao was crazy.

Qiu Yanbo didn't want to talk to her. He reached out and compared them one by one: "Only once, not the next."

He now has to return to the company to deal with some aftermath. Looking at his sister, Qiu Yanbo was really angry. Why can't you be as sensible as Su Qingsang and less provoked?

Qiu Junjiao watched his brother leave, not only did he not lose his anger, but he was even more angry.

She stunned the quilt hatefully, and decided in her heart that it couldn't be done like that.

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When Su Qingsang returned home, she found that Xiang Caiping's eyes were even swollen than when she went out.

She was so horrified that she wanted to ask Xiang Caiping, but Xiang Caiping didn't want to say anything. Su Qingsang could not help asking.

After eating, Su Qingsang sat with Xiang Caiping for most of the day. Watching her knit a sweater for herself, she moved quickly.

It's only one day today, and the bottom lap has been woven.

"Mom, you move fast."

"Come on?" Xiang Caiping picked up Su Qingsang and said, "Old, I used to move faster."

"It's okay, I have clothes to wear." Su Qingsang glanced at the direction of the room: "Huo Jinyao bought a lot last time."

"He is really nice to you."

"Well." Su Qingsang nodded, thinking of the firework yesterday, and felt very happy.

"Aren't you going to get that paper? You go, I'm weaving here while watching TV."

"Then don't be too late, rest early."

"Okay." Xiang Caiping looked at Su Qingsang, and was really emotional. This daughter is so sensible and obedient. But Su Chenghui did so to her.

Su Qingsang left the living room, but instead of going to the study, he returned to the room.

Huo Jinyao had already taken a shower, was scrubbing her hair, saw her come in, and sat down beside her: "Isn't I watching TV with my mom?"

Su Qingsang shook his head: "Huo Jinyao, how do I think Mom's mood is not right today than in the morning?"

She just wanted to ask what happened. However, looking at Cai Ping's expression that she didn't want to say more, she couldn't ask.

"Emotions are normal. Because your dad is looking for her."

"how do you know?"

Huo Jinyao put the towel on the side and put his face in front of Su Qingsang: "You want to know? Ask me, I'll tell you."