The moment Xu Li saw her, a smile flashed across her face. She was about to walk over, but found that Qiqi was not in a good condition.
Xu Li's footsteps stopped again, and she and Huo Shaoting didn't communicate much throughout the process.
Xu Li was wondering what was going on when she stood there without moving.
Qiqi, who was standing there, looked toward the door. Her eyes fell on Xu Li. Obviously, she also spotted Xu Li at a glance.
Seeing that she noticed her, Xu Li was a little excited and wanted to walk towards her. However, when she raised her foot, Qiqi didn't give her a chance to come over and turned around and left.
Xu Li's footsteps stopped instantly.
The moment Qiqi turned around, Huo Shaoting glanced at Qiqi subconsciously. When he saw her leaving, his eyes moved again and also glanced at Xu Li.
The moment Xu Li saw Huo Shaoting's eyes falling on her, her body trembled for a few seconds. She didn't dare to stay and quickly left from the door.
Ding Yalan stood next to Huo Shaoting. Her eyes followed Xu Li's leaving figure. She asked, "Mr. Huo, do you want to chase...?"
Xu Li's appearance was too strange, and the third floor was not a place where she could come.
However, Huo Shaoting knew what Xu Li was here for, so in response to Ding Yalan's words, he only whispered: "No need."
After saying that, he turned around and continued standing there chatting.
However, he was thinking about something in his eyes.
…
After Qiqi returned to the lounge, the servant walked up to her and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why were you walking so fast just now?"
Of course Qiqi just saw Xu Li, and of course she would not tell the servant that she saw Xu Li.
So when faced with the servant, she just remained silent and sat quietly on the sofa, like a soulless person.
Huo Shaoting finished socializing in the hall and walked towards the door of the lounge. Ding Yalan followed him and said, "The Xu family's wedding has been set recently, and it will be next month -"
Just as Qiqi was sitting on the sofa and lost in meditation, Ding Yalan's voice drifted in from outside the door, causing her hand on her lap to suddenly clenched.
The moment she held her hands, the servant called: "Mrs."
Huo Shaoting, who was walking to the door, stopped when he heard a voice from the lounge. He immediately raised his hand to stop Ding Yalan's voice and steps.
Seeing this, Ding Yalan also stopped in a hurry. She was just concentrating on reporting the matter and didn't notice anything else at all. She raised her face and looked at the person in front of her. Huo Shaoting's eyes were all on the door of the lounge, and Qiqi in the lounge was holding her heart in her hand, her face was lowered, and her face looked suffocating.
"What's wrong with you?"
The servant didn't know why she looked like this suddenly, and was very anxious on the side.
The servant held Qiqi's hand and asked: "Madam, what's wrong with you?!"
While the servant was asking endless questions, Huo Shaoting pushed open the door to the room from the outside.
After the door was pushed open, the servant immediately raised his face.
The moment the servant raised his face, Qiqi subconsciously raised her pale face after hearing the sound of opening the door.
The moment she saw Huo Shaoting standing at the door, the look on her face was stunned. Soon, she lowered her hand from her heart. Her face seemed to change, and all the emotions on her face dissipated.
Of course Huo Shaoting noticed the rapid change on her face, so secretive.
He asked: "What's wrong?"
The servant was about to say that the wife seemed a little uncomfortable, but when she turned around and looked at the person on the sofa behind her, she realized that there was no trace of the uncomfortable feeling on the face of the person on the sofa. Emotionally, she just sat there quietly, as if the scene in between was the servant's illusion.
The servant didn't know what was going on. Her eyes were blank and she didn't know how to react.
However, the servant soon said: "Sir, it's nothing."
Huo Shaoting stared at the servant for a long time. After a while, his eyes moved to Qiqi's face.
Qiqi was as silent as ice.
Huo Shaoting then replied to the servant: "It's okay. Take good care of my wife. If you have anything, tell me."
"Okay, sir."
The servant lowered his head and replied.
Huo Shaoting looked away, turned and left from the lounge.
This time, even Ding Yalan was a little confused. She was thinking in her heart, what does this mean?
Did you just come in just to say that sentence?
Of course, there wasn't much time for her to think too much. After Huo Shaoting left the lounge, Ding Yalan could only follow him immediately.
Ding Yalan felt that the people around him seemed to be hiding something, so Ding Yalan whispered: "Mr. Huo, what... happened to you just now?"
Huo Shaoting did not answer Ding Yalan, but kept walking forward.
Ding Yalan didn't wait for an answer, and kept recalling the strange scene just now.
And just as she was recalling the details, Huo Shaoting asked: "When did you just say that Yu Ming got married?"
…
As for Qiqi in the lounge, her face was still lowered.
Her hand fell on the sofa, sinking into the sponge of the sofa, and her lips turned blue.
"Mrs."
The servant noticed something strange about her again and immediately squatted in front of her: "What's wrong with you?"
Qiqi closed her eyes tightly, with a tear at the end of her eyes, and she said nothing.
…
After the Huo family's hundred-day banquet ended, Huo Shaoting left the hotel at twelve o'clock in the evening and returned to the Huo family.
He sat in the car, looking out the window.
It was a heavy dark night outside the car, with few stars.
When the car stopped behind the gate of Huo's house, Huo Shaoting sat in the car and did not move.
Time passed by, and when it was close to one o'clock in the morning, Huo Shaoting, who had been shrouded in darkness, moved twice, got out of the car and walked upstairs.
Huo Shaoting knew very clearly that the person was awake.
As for when he woke up, it's not clear.
After he got upstairs, Qiqi lay on the bed and didn't sleep at all. She opened her eyes and looked at the long dark night, where people were like a jar of stagnant water.
Huo Shaoting also went to the study, and never came out again.
He sat on a chair, lit a cigarette, and slowly rubbed his fingers on the wall of the cigarette.
Thick smoke filled the air in front of his sharp eyes.
…
The child was hospitalized for seven days. On the morning of the seventh day, the child's pneumonia condition improved a lot, and Huo Shaoting went to the hospital.
When the nurse brought the child to Huo Shaoting, Huo Shaoting stood there motionless at first, staring at the infant child.
Until the nurse said: "Please hold this child, this child is becoming more lively every day these days."
The nurse held the child in front of Huo Shaoting.
Finally, Huo Shaoting reached out and hugged him.
The soft ball was in his arms. He looked down and muttered a sentence in his heart.
his son.
Him and her.
