Lingchan scrolled the page and frowned in thought.
Generally speaking, the video of the monitor will only be saved for a period of time, which can be as short as seven days or as long as one month, and will be deleted after expiration.
And there are so many here, someone must have cut them out specially.
This person cannot be Huo Jiuke.
The earliest video was the first meeting between Ling Chan and Huo Jiu Ke. The Huo family held a banquet at their home. Huo Jiu Ke stared at Ling Chan, unable to take his eyes away, and took the initiative to play with Ling Chan.
How old was he then?
I may not even understand what monitoring is.
The only people who can remain under surveillance are a few elders of the Huo family.
Who would keep a record of someone else’s little girl’s first visit to their home? There is no need at all, it must be to take photos of your children.
It seems reasonable to specifically preserve Huo Jiuke's videos. After all, some parents will want to record their children's growth.
Huo Jiuke from high school specially called Lingchan to the bedroom. Did he know that there were many surveillance cameras outside?
But he didn't know that his bedroom also had...
Installing surveillance cameras in children's bedrooms is too controlling.
This is exactly the same thing as what Huo Jiuke did to Lingchan.
The education of the native family will affect all aspects of a person.
"Miss, we're here," the driver reminded.
"Okay." Lingchan smiled at him and turned off the tablet screen.
From the front mirror, Lingchan saw the luxury car behind her motionless, parked in the Jiang family's garage.
The air was silent and filled with the faint smell of gunpowder smoke. It seemed like a confrontation.
No one wants to get off first.
Lingchan hugged the tablet and looked away.
With a click, the car door opened and Huo Jiuke got out of the car.
He has broad shoulders and long legs. When he walks, the hem of his windbreaker flips violently, and the wind surrounds him.
"Chanchan, why don't you get out of the car?"
Huo Jiuke walked to Lingchan's car window, bent down, and waited for a while.
Lingchan was in the car, expressionless.
The driver did not dare to open the window without her instructions.
Huo Jiuke waited for a while, but the car window did not come down. He was outside and could not see Ling Chan's expression. He chuckled softly, took out his handkerchief, wiped the car window carefully, and erased the original stains on it. Just a tiny bit of dust.
He moved closer, almost pressing his entire face against the window, approaching Lingchan.
"Chanchan, I know I did something wrong. Are you willing to give me a chance to make up for it?"
He waited patiently for a while.
The windows were down.
Ling Chan clearly saw that Huo Jiuke's pupils shrank slightly.
Like a giant python, it thought it was still watching rationally, but its pupils were shrinking with excitement.
"Chanchan," Huo Jiuke pressed his fingertips against the car window. He looked serious and solemnly apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. This is a great offense to you."
"sorry."
He repeated it again.
Lingchan asked Huo Jiuke to get in the car and asked the driver to rest first.
She turned around and asked, "When did it start?"
"high school."
In high school, Lingchan seemed to have suddenly grown up. She had many good friends in her new class. She refused to have lunch with Huo Jiuke, refused to go to and from school together, and even went out to play with her good friends on weekends instead of spending time together. The Huo family will accompany you to study.
Huo Jiuke couldn't bear it.
He gave Lingchan a new mobile phone, which was equipped with a small program for positioning and remotely opening the camera.
"I didn't want to spy on you at that time," Huo Jiuke said seriously: "I was worried about your safety. Although Jiugao's student resources are guaranteed, what if someone has evil intentions? You never bring anyone with you Bodyguard...I am here to protect you, and the camera will only be turned on when the positioning is abnormal."
Lingchan wanted to laugh: "Is this what Mrs. Huo told you?"
Huo Jiuke said: "Yes, she will retrieve clips about me from the surveillance at home, show them to me, and ask me to find my shortcomings and write a review and give it to her."
He said with a look of reminiscence on his face, "This is not the first time I entertain people of my own age, but I still lost my composure the first time I saw you."
He kept talking to Lingchan and even ignored the others. After a review, Mrs. Huo made him write a 300-word self-criticism and gave him two etiquette lessons.
"It's really scary." Lingchan said.
"...Isn't this love?" Huo Jiuke said calmly: "Mom loves me, and I love you too. These are all to protect you."
"I would have told you this when I was in high school." Huo Jiuke said, unable to help but smile, with warmth and sadness, "But now that we have grown up, I already know that all this is wrong. .”
Mrs. Huo is not his mother, she does not really love him, and he should not put the Huo family's method of controlling him on Lingchan.
These... are all wrong and shouldn't be done.
Lingchan said: "But you still did it."
"I can't bear my girlfriend traveling with my admirer," Huo Jiuke said calmly: "This is the only time since I returned to China, Chanchan,"
He lowered his eyes, his face full of vulnerability and confusion, "I don't know what to do...I'm very scared, afraid of losing you again."
"You can tell me directly." Lingchan: "As a partner, I will give you a sense of security."
"I didn't choose my own engagement when I was young, so I want to resist. If you don't agree with me at all, I will throw you away immediately."
"But it's different now. I chose you myself," Lingchan stared into Huo Jiuke's eyes and said solemnly: "Since I have chosen you, I will never choose anyone else."
Her eyes were clear, like a clear spring, illuminating all Huo Jiuke's unhappiness.
An impulse suddenly surged in Huo Jiuke's heart. He stretched out his hand and hugged Lingchan tightly.
He pressed her into his arms and tightened his arms hard. He wanted to tighten the treasure in his arms. He wanted to hide her for the rest of his life and not let others take a peek. He wanted her to just look at her. He wanted her to only say nice love words to him.
This hug was no longer part of his plan. He made Chan Hui even more unhappy. Ling Chan said that choosing him did not mean that she had forgiven him...
But Lingchan said she chose him.
She had chosen him.
If she chooses him, she won't choose anyone else.
Huo Jiuke held Lingchan in his arms, his mind was surging and it was difficult to calm down.
Lingchan lay in Huo Jiuke's arms. She could feel the slight trembling on Huo Jiuke's arms, and she suddenly thought of Qi Yingzhou.
Compared with the discipline and shackles given to Huo Jiuke by the Huo family, Qi Yingzhou's adoptive mother, Ms. Wu Changxiu, completely indulged the child. She was weak and had no independent opinions, and family education was almost completely missing in Qi Yingzhou.
Qi Yingzhou grew up in a wild way without adult guidance. Now in his twenties, he is still as careless as a child, impulsive and irritable, doing whatever he wants.
Only his body has grown.
Huo Jiuke is another extreme.
There are shackles all over him, turning him into a perfect heir, a standard stereotype.
He matured early at a young age, and his premature understanding of the world left him with a sense of indifference.
He sees everyone as a superior being tolerant of a inferior, and his understanding and empathy are all superior.
Just like now, he was apologizing to Lingchan, his tongue was as bright as a lotus flower, and he could speak to Lingchan's heart.
But in fact, he didn't think he was wrong, let alone change.
(End of chapter)
