After going to the bathroom, when she came out, she squinted her eyes, walked to Huo Jingcheng, and lazily rested her head on his shoulder, in front of Su Zhengxiao.

What filled her nose was the strong masculine scent mixed with the faint scent of orange. Shen Ya smiled and narrowed her eyes; "You used my shower gel."

As she spoke, her small nose wrinkled, she came closer to him, and smelled deeply for a long time; "It smells so good!"

"Well, you have very good taste..." Huo Jingcheng chuckled in appreciation and said, "You are full, do you want to go sleep for a while?"

"I can't sleep anymore, keep sleeping, I won't be able to sleep at night, and you won't chat with me." She complained softly, and then said, "I'm hungry."

"The housekeeping sister is already making dinner, it will be ready in ten minutes." He glanced at the kitchen.

"Then I'll get a piece of bread first and put it on the bottom." As she said that, she stood up, but before she could move, Huo Jingcheng grabbed her again and said with a frown, "Just wait ten minutes and don't eat anything before the meal."

Shen Ya had no choice but to sit down again and wait.

Huo Jingcheng spoke again: "Since you get hungry so easily, let the housekeeping sister-in-law prepare dinner half an hour in advance..."

Shen Ya shook her head, just stick to the original time. Occasionally she would be hungry once or twice, but not very often.

Ten minutes later, dinner was ready, and Su Zhengxiao did not leave, so naturally they wanted to have dinner together.

Shen Ya prefers to eat sour food recently, so Huo Jingcheng asked the housekeeping sister-in-law to make it according to her taste. After Su Zhengxiao took two bites, his brows turned into "Sichuan".

There were a total of four dishes on the table, and without exception, every dish was sour. Even the only soup in the middle was tripe soup, which was more sour than the vegetables.

Su Zhengxiao never liked jealousy, but whenever he ate something, there would never be any vinegar in it.

Now, he feels that he and Shen Ya are natural enemies, or even mortal enemies.

Shen Ya ate happily and cheerfully, but Su Zhengxiao frowned more and more as he watched.

Finally, as if he had thought of something, Su Zhengxiao took out a stack of photos and a gift box, placed them on the table, and handed them to Huo Jingcheng.

Huo Jingcheng looked over with confusion on his brows.

"It was a birthday gift that Qingrou prepared for you before she was alive, but she died before she could give it to you." Su Zhengxiao's tone was very bad.

Huo Jingcheng's expression froze slightly and he touched the gift box with his long fingers without saying a word.

Shen Ya paused slightly, glanced twice, and then looked at Huo Jingcheng a few more times before moving away and drinking the soup from the bowl.

After dinner, Su Zhengxiao left without stopping. Shen Ya did not see him off, but Huo Jingcheng sent him downstairs.

"Just a few hours before she died, she was still thinking about you and preparing a birthday gift for you, but how did you treat her?" Su Zhengxiao's chill showed.

Huo Jingcheng didn't say anything, but at the end, a smile broke out from his thin lips: "Where is the car parked?"

"Don't even think about changing the subject today. She gave her life for you, but you forgot all about her in the blink of an eye. It won't be easy for you and her!" Su Zhengxiao's words already contained a curse.

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His expression was calm, with no emotional ups and downs, and his faint smile was still flowing. He said, "If you don't want to see me off, walk slowly."

Such a neglectful and indifferent attitude made Su Zhengxiao so angry that he felt the blazing flame in his chest boiling, jumping, and devouring.

Huo Jingcheng had turned around, his white shirt was blown by the wind, and his figure became smaller and smaller until he was finally invisible.

Su Zhengxiao gritted his teeth, a hint of coldness spread at the corner of his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

The person who answered the phone was a woman, her voice sounded very soft, and the two talked for a while.

After hanging up the phone, Su Zhengxiao faced the dark night sky and murmured to himself, "Qingrou, I won't let you be so wronged, and I won't let him be so carefree..."

Shen Ya was watching TV, and the latest season of "Where Are We Going, Dad" was being played, and a few naughty children were making a lot of noise.

She looked happy and giggled non-stop. When Huo Jingcheng walked in, he saw her leaning forward and backward with laughter.

Sitting next to her and holding her in his arms, Huo Jingcheng took the gift from the table and asked her, "Do you want to watch it together?"

"No." She shook her head, not wanting to look at it. Everyone has had their past.

"Okay, if you don't want to watch it, then you won't watch it..." Huo Jingcheng's tall body bent slightly and put it on the coffee table. He really didn't intend to watch it anymore.

Shen Ya frowned; "Why don't you read it?"

"I don't want you to have any grudge in your heart..."

Sighing, Shen Ya nodded, okay, let's watch it together, although I feel sorry for Zuo Qingrou.

The gift box was opened, and inside lay a scarf. It was dark brown and had not yet been knitted. The other side had not yet had time to finish.

Obviously, there is no time to finish knitting this scarf.

What a feeling, it was quite sour and sad. Shen Ya thought, a woman who can knit scarves by herself must be a beautiful woman.

Huo Jingcheng's chest rose and fell slightly, and he rubbed the scarf with his long fingers, feeling a slight tingling sensation.

Moving her body, Shen Ya sat directly in the man's arms, found the most comfortable position, hugged him, and said, "I think she must be a very beautiful woman."

"Why?" He raised his head, and she was very gentle, brushing away those emotions.

"Most women who can knit scarves by themselves are very patient and careful. Besides, you always have a good eye for women," Shen Ya said.

Huo Jingcheng smiled; "Are you praising yourself in disguise?"

"Yes, don't you think I'm quite beautiful?" Shen Ya spread her arms to let him see.

His eyes were bright, he hugged her and said, "Let me tell you about her."

"Then go and bring me a glass of milk. I want it with sugar. I like to drink when others are telling stories." She became interested and urged him.

Something that was originally quite heavy was made lighter by her.

As expected, she thought it was just a story, and she nestled in his arms obediently, holding the milk, listening to him, and expressing her doubts at the same time.

He is not only responsible for telling stories, but also for solving problems.

After listening, she sighed: "Everyone has their youth and passion. I never thought that you were so passionate when you were young, but you are responsible."

Not every man can make such a choice to break up with his family for the sake of a woman.

Huo Jingcheng smiled lightly. He originally thought that he would feel sad when he talked about this matter, but he didn't. He understood and understood that it was all because she was by his side.

"It's just that her final result was unsatisfactory. I feel sad for her." Shen Ya closed her eyes and put her hands together on her chest. "I want to observe a minute of silence for her."

He stared at her with unusual focus and tenderness, and he could only feel the warmth flowing in his heart.

After opening her eyes, Shen Ya looked at him, but the man's eyes were shining. He suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips directly.

He kissed her deeply and tenderly, with an unspeakable feeling of tenderness, pressing against her soft chest and getting close; "I will never let you go..."

She was kissed so hard that she couldn't even find her direction, so she bit his thin lips and asked, "Then can you distinguish your feelings clearly?"

"I have always made it clear that I am thirty-eight, not eighteen, or twenty-eight. How can I not make the distinction clearly in my thoughts and cognition? She is her, you are you, she is the past, and you are

Now and in the future, my life cannot tolerate your absence, and from now on, you must accompany me to the end..." He has always been gentle, but his words have never been so tough as now.

Shen Ya believed him and couldn't help but chuckle; "So domineering?"

"I am only domineering to you. This is your exclusive right..."

He was calm and polite in front of others, advancing and retreating, maintaining a touch of elegance and aloofness, but in front of her...

"If I hadn't known that Su Zhengxiao also liked Zuo Qingrou, I would have thought that he really liked you. When could I not give you Zuo Qingrou's photos and gifts? He has been sitting with you in the living room for so long but never gave them to you. Wait.

Isn't it just to stimulate me when I show up?" Shen Ya felt that he was actually quite childish.

Squeezing his brows, Huo Jingcheng knew his intention and said that he would solve it.

Shen Ya said, in fact, it doesn't matter whether it is solved or not. Su Zhengxiao has his own thoughts and consciousness, and others cannot force him or change him. If he could listen, he would have listened to Meiqi as early as when she died.

, why is it still like this?

The two chatted for a long time, and when Shen Ya couldn't hold it any longer, Huo Jingcheng carried her sleepy body to the bedroom, put her on the bed, hugged her, and fell asleep.

His inner peace, even when he thought of Zuo Qingrou, was very peaceful, with no emotional fluctuations or ups and downs.

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Lin Nanqiao returned to Chen's house very early. After sleeping in the room, he got up and planned to go to the living room downstairs. When he passed by the study, he saw that the lights inside were very bright, and Ge Yuling and Chen Haoyu had their backs to the door.

Sitting.

The voices of the two of them were neither loud nor quiet, and because of the gap between the doors, she could hear them clearly.

She leaned against the wall and listened carefully.

"So, if you are pregnant now, the child in her belly may not be yours?" It was Ge Yuling who spoke.

Chen Haoyu nodded.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"When you are four months pregnant, you can draw amniotic fluid for examination. By then, the results will be out soon," Chen Haoyu said.

Ge Yuling also thought this method was quite good and nodded in agreement.

Chen Haoyu stood up, casually took the suit from the hanger, put it on, and said, "I'm going out for a while."

"It's already so late wherever you go."

"Go out and have a few drinks with Shen Shaoting. He's already here. I'll be right back. Mom, good night." Chen Haoyu walked out of the study.
To be continued...