Chapter 389 Reunion (2)

He Ziqian stepped into the square, slamming around like headless flies, his steps were fast and hurried, and he almost hit pedestrians several times.Finally, on a wooden seat next to the exit of the supermarket, he found Zhao Wanqing's figure.

She just sat there, staring at the passing crowd with her big clear eyes, her eyes were sad and confused, like someone who had been abandoned by this noisy world.

She was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and black leggings underneath. Her grass-green coat was blown fluttering by the bitter westerly wind.

She didn't wear gloves, earmuffs, or scarf, and her hands, ears, and face were all red and red from the cold.

What made him feel even more distressed was that there were two gleaming tear stains on her thin and pale face.

He Ziqian's heart twitched twice with pain, he gritted his teeth, walked over, took off his coat, and put it on her thin body.

Zhao Wanqing stood up in a panic, and when she saw it was him, she wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, curled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, and squeezed out a smile.

"Why are you here? Don't you need to socialize?"

He Ziqian did not speak, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, and hugged her so tightly, so tightly, as if he was afraid that she would turn into a butterfly and disappear in the next second.

Zhao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, without any resistance, as if she let go of all the guards in her heart, and handed over her whole heart and body to him with confidence.

She slowly raised her hands, embraced his broad shoulders, and put her head on his shoulders.

The nostrils trembled, and the tears of grievance slipped down again.The tears fell on He Ziqian's shoulders, tearing a small piece of his black suit.

He Ziqian wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

For the first time, he felt that he was needed, by Zhao Wanqing.At this moment, even if she wanted the moon in the sky, he would try his best to get it off for her, even if he sacrificed his own life.

Zhao Wanqing choked up for a long time before getting up from his shoulders and grinning reluctantly.

He Ziqian pulled out the silk scarf from his suit pocket, and wiped away her tears, "Wanwan, what's wrong, you're crying like this?"

Zhao Wanqing shook her head and said nothing, her eyes were red again.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask you anymore." He Ziqian said dotingly, his soft and intimate voice seemed to be coaxing a child.

"However, you didn't wear gloves or a scarf when you came out. Look at your little face and your little ears are freezing."

Zhao Wanqing smiled and said nothing, took a deep breath, raised her head and asked him, "Aren't you going to socialize? Why did you remember this?"

He Ziqian stuffed the silk scarf into Zhao Wanqing's coat, rubbed his hands together, and put it on her ears.

"There's no need to entertain, how can I leave you alone with your appearance?"

Zhao Wanqing shook her head, tears glistening in her eyes, "It's okay, don't worry about me, go get busy, I'll go home right away."

He Ziqian moved his hands to her cheeks on both sides, "Mom and Dad let us go home for dinner!"

Zhao Wanqing froze for a moment, moved her eyes away from He Ziqian's face, and looked far away at the horizon, as if looking at the cold moon hanging in the night sky.

"That's your parents... I think, I really want to have dinner with my parents..."

He Ziqian listened, his face became serious.

(Welcome to click into Reminiscence's Crazy Love of the Rich Family: Belated Love, Black-bellied Chief: Dominating the Orphan Girl of the Rich Family)

(End of this chapter)

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