The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

Huo Beixiao strode out of the office building, opened the car door only to find that Murong An was not in the car, he poked his head out to ask Assistant Yang who came in a hurry.

"What about An'an? You didn't inform her?"

Assistant Yang was taken aback: "I just informed you, why, Miss An didn't come?"

Huo Beixiao frowned, and called An An's cell phone. The phone rang for 5 minutes before being picked up: "What's going on? Where are you?"

Murong An said weakly: "Brother Xiao, I... I'm coming right now, just wait for me."

Huo Beixiao heard the strangeness in Murong An's voice, and paused: "What's wrong with your voice? Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, Brother Xiao...I'm just a little dizzy...I..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling sound, and something like a cup was pushed to the ground.

"An'an?"

There was no answer from the other end of the phone.

Sitting in the car, Huo Beixiao hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "You go to meet the guest for me. Just say that I have something to do, and buy him a drink to make amends another day."

After saying this, Huo Beixiao got out of the car as soon as he raised his long legs, and turned back to the company.

"Fourth Master..." Assistant Yang looked at Huo Beixiao's back and sighed, "This is someone I finally got an appointment with!"

Huo Beixiao came to the office quickly and found that Murong An was not there. He asked the secretary again, only to find out that Murong An had gone to the tea room.

At this time of noon, there was usually no one in the tea room, so even if something happened to Murong An in it, it would take a while before anyone found out.

Huo Beixiao quickly came to the tea room, looking outside, there was no one there, but when he walked in, he found that Murong An was unconscious beside the broken glass on the ground.

Huo Beixiao quickly turned on the phone: "Old Liu, drive to the company."

When Murong An woke up, he was lying on a hospital bed with salt water on his arms, and his head was still a little groggy. Outside the door, there was the voice of a doctor talking to someone, and that voice was very familiar to her.

Murong An couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, and only at this time could she feel that she still had a certain status in Huo Beixiao's heart.

"It's just hypoglycemia and uneven diet. You probably haven't eaten well these days? Why are you a boyfriend..." The attending doctor was still chattering.

Hearing the name boyfriend, Murong An immediately raised his ears, very curious about Huo Beixiao's answer.

But after waiting for a while, Huo Beixiao finally spoke, but the content of the answer was not what Murong An wanted to hear
He said: "She is my sister, I was negligent."

The door rang, and there were clear footsteps.

Disappointed, Murong An immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But the moment Huo Beixiao opened the door, he saw Murong An's eyes open, and he sat down by her window a little funny: "What? Pretending to be asleep?"

Murong An opened his eyes with a smile, and smiled playfully: "I was discovered by you, Brother Xiao."

The lines on Huo Beixiao's face were still firm, but the expression between his eyebrows was much softer.

For some reason, Murong An felt that Huo Beixiao was always in a particularly good mood these days.

Huo Beixiao patted Murong An's head affectionately: "What's the matter? The doctor said you haven't eaten well these two days?"

Murong An's face collapsed when he heard this, he turned his head away and did not speak.

"What's the matter? Still losing your temper? Do you remember what we said before?"

It’s okay not to mention this, but as soon as this was mentioned, Murong An was wronged immediately, and his eyes immediately turned red: "Brother Xiao, you dare to mention it. You promised to spend my birthday with me every year, but what happened? On your birthday, you left me behind." I went to another woman!"

Huo Beixiao's face froze, the hand that was stretched out to touch Murong An's head paused, then retracted.

He sighed: "Didn't I apologize to you about this? Just skipping food because of this? Worth it?"

Murong An bit his lip, and slowly turned around to look at Huo Beixiao: "Brother Xiao, I just see you running out every day, so I'm worried... Is our five-year agreement still counting?"

As soon as these words came out, Huo Beixiao's face changed drastically...

"An'an... this matter..."

Murong An reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, and interrupted Huo Beixiao before he could speak: "I was joking with you, but I didn't take it seriously. Really."

Seeing Murong An pretending to be strong, Huo Beixiao suddenly felt that he was not a thing, a good girl, but was delayed so abruptly.

"An An, I'm sorry Don't wait for me." Huo Beixiao said.

Murong An shook his head: "Brother Xiao, I will wait for you. I will wait for five years, ten years, no matter how many years. Isn't it that Sister Xin is back again? I believe that time will let you see clearly who is the one." The one who loves you the most."

"An'an..." Huo Beixiao wondered, "But you abused your body for these things..."

Murong An wiped his face, and laughed through his tears: "Brother Xiao, I actually want to lose weight..."

It was clearly a clumsy lie, but at this moment, Huo Beixiao wanted to believe that what she said was true.But he really couldn't control himself.

As soon as Xia Nuanxin came back, the feelings deeply buried in his heart suddenly broke out. Only then did he realize that his feelings for her had never been indifferent because of the passage of time.

"By the way, brother Xiao, didn't you have an appointment with a guest? Oh, it's already this time, isn't it late..." Murong An looked at his watch, his expression suddenly panicked, and he pretended to get up.

Huo Beixiao stretched out his big palm, and pressed Murong An on the bed: "Take a good rest, Assistant Yang will go for me. It's okay."

"Are you hungry? If there is anything you want to eat, I'll call someone to deliver it." Huo Beixiao asked.

Murong An rolled his eyes, and looked at Huo Beixiao eagerly: "Brother Xiao, I... want to drink the soft-shelled turtle soup you once made..."

That was already five years ago. That day was the first time Murong An moved back from the outside after he moved out of the studio.

In order to ease the relationship between the two, Huo Beixiao personally cooked a pot of soft-shelled turtle soup for Murong An. Although all he did was throw the ingredients into the soup pot, Murong An still ate happily that day.

Huo Beixiao showed a soft expression on his face, he tapped Murong An's head and said, "Just wait, I'll go back and cook a pot for you right now."

After the door of the ward was slammed shut by Huo Beixiao, Murong An's expression gradually darkened.

Seeing Huo Beixiao's rare tenderness, Murong An's obsession deepened.

She couldn't imagine what crazy things she would do when Huo Beixiao left her and gave the tenderness that belonged only to her to another woman.

The better Huo Beixiao treats her and the more guilty he feels, the more Murong An wants to hold this man tightly in his palm and prevent anyone from coveting him.

But if one day, she really can't catch it...

Murong An's face was gloomy...then she would rather destroy it than let others get it!

Just as she was thinking about it, her mobile phone on the bedside table rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number.

Murong An picked it up suspiciously.

"Hello? Is it An'an? I'm your sister Huihui..."

Murong An frowned: "Sister Huihui?"

The other side laughed: "Oh, An An, you are so forgetful. It's me, Fu Huihui. When I was in the orphanage, I slept on your upper bunk."

Murong An's face turned pale: "I'm sorry, you made the wrong number."

She hung up the phone in a calm tone, but her heart skipped a beat, and she was completely overwhelmed.

It was a past that she was unwilling to recall to the death.

That year, she was only six years old. By chance, she secretly followed the aunt who came out of the orphanage to buy goods into the city. Taking advantage of the time when the aunt went shopping for daily necessities, she wandered around the market alone. .

Murong An lived in the orphanage since she was born, and the day she turned five was the first time she went to the city.

Like every little girl who just entered the city, she was full of curiosity about everything in the city, and it was at this time that she met Huo Beixiao for the first time.

At that time, Murong An was attracted by the dazzling array of pastries in a cake shop, and was staring at the glass window seriously, drooling from his mouth.

At this time, someone spoke behind her: "Do you want to eat?"

Murong An was watching seriously, when he suddenly heard this voice, he leaned back, almost fell, but was supported by a little boy beside him.

At that time, Huo Beixiao was not much older than Murong An, and the boy matured late, so he still looked like a male and female.

His hair was shaved short, his eyes were dark and big, his lips were slightly pursed, and his face looked like "you owe me money". People are full of seriousness like little adults.

"Hello, give me two of these."

Without waiting for Murong An's answer, Huo Beixiao spoke to the salesperson and took out a big ticket from his pocket.

"Here." Huo Beixiao got the food and handed it to Murong An without looking at it.

Murong An's eyes flickered, he wanted to answer but didn't dare to answer, his eyes stared at Huo Beixiao in circles.

Seeing her delay in answering, Huo Beixiao frowned, a little impatient, and took a few steps forward to take her hand, and put two mouth-watering cakes in her palm.

"Young master, we should go."

An old man with the appearance of a housekeeper greeted him behind him, and a snow-white car was parked behind him.

In the orphanage, that car was only driven by big shots who came to adopt or choose smart children to play in performances... But this cute little boy had just another car.

At that time, Murong An vaguely made up her mind that when she grows up, she must drive such a car and buy a lot of small cakes, which she will never finish eating.

Murong An was lost in thought when the phone rang again, and Murong An picked it up impatiently: "I told you that you made the wrong number!"

There was a brief silence over there, and then Mrs. Lin's voice came: "Miss An, Fourth Master is in a hurry to go out. Before leaving, let me make some soup for you. May I ask what kind of soup you want?"

Murong An paused, and instantly threw the phone out of his hand!