President, please spoil me!

Huo Sicheng didn't talk to her at all, and his pace remained the same, let alone look down at her or answer her.

Xing Hua said to herself again, "You just said that my wretched second uncle broke more than a dozen bones... Xing'er, a gentle and gentle girl, how could she strike so hard."

The man stopped in his tracks, and looked sideways at her in the long corridor of the hospital, "Your grandpa said you were the one who hit her, didn't you hear?"

Xing Hua said awkwardly, "But I passed out, and I'm so weak, how could I beat a grown man and break so many bones of him."

"Then what do you think, Xing Xing can?"

"I thought she took advantage of that wretched second uncle...me to sneak up on him, but..." Xing Wei was also puzzled by this, "Who beat him like this, husband, is it you?" ah?"

"Xing Hua, are you pretending to have amnesia?"

Xing Hua didn't understand why he brought this up again, "This question... When I just woke up, didn't you have many people check it?"

Huo Sicheng stared at her face for a long time.

But there was nothing on her face except dazedness and uneasiness, and she still had that timid and weak look, so simple that one could see the bottom at a glance.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward expressionlessly.

After getting the medicine from Shen Huainan, they left the hospital. The driver was already waiting, and when he saw them from a distance, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door for them.

When the car started, Xing Wei still couldn't hold back, turned sideways to the man who was sitting calmly with his eyes closed, and said softly, "Husband, just now I saw that my grandpa seemed a little afraid of you, can you You can't go with me to the police station and bring Xing'er out."

"Don't go."

"why?"

"Xing Xing has an ambiguous relationship with Xing Shen. Your grandfather has disliked her for a long time. What's more, in your grandfather's opinion, what happened tonight has nothing to do with her. I'm not afraid of your grandfather, but I'm not interested in meddling in the Xing family's affairs. .”

"Ambiguous? Where is the ambiguity?"

"Support her to study, buy her an apartment, and the lonely man and widow spend the night together from time to time. One doesn't have a boyfriend, and the other refuses the blind date arranged by the Xing family. Is it ambiguous enough?"

Xing Hua said weakly, "But...but they are brother and sister."

"You tell your grandpa."

"Then... what about Xing'er? Should she just stay in the detention center?"

"Xing Shen is back, let him find a way."

"You also said yes, grandpa doesn't like her...can my brother do it?"

Huo Sicheng sneered, "Of course, if he wants to."

Xing Hua is still not at ease, in her opinion, a place like a detention center is not suitable for girls, and Xing Xing is the kind of good girl who does not contend with the world, so she must be terribly afraid now.

"husband……"

"Haven't you troubled me enough today?"

Xing Hua finally didn't dare to bother him anymore, and leaned on the other side of the car window lonely, watching the ever-changing scenery passing by outside.

If it wasn't for Xing'er, she might have been ruined, but now she doesn't know how to save her. She wanted to call her brother, but the phone broke down in Xing'er's apartment long ago.

As soon as she calmed down, the entire car fell silent.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at the man sitting beside her.

He had already closed his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was resting or falling asleep.

Xing Hua looked at it for a long time, then said softly, "Honey, thank you for answering my call tonight, thank you for coming to rescue me, and thank you for protecting me in front of my grandpa."

He still closed his eyes and didn't respond.

Xing Hua lowered her head and pinched the corner of her shirt, pinching it back and forth, but she couldn't express any sad emotions, she just felt very desolate and lonely.

…………

As soon as Xing Hua returned to Blue Water Bay, she locked herself in the master bedroom, stopped pestering him and chatting, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and after washing her face, she looked in the mirror and took the ointment that Shen Huainan had given her. Apply evenly on the red and swollen face.

Then went back to the bedroom.

She only left a lamp beside the bed, and then sat barefoot on the carpet beside the bed along the edge of the bed, holding her legs with her hands, resting her chin on her knees, staring blankly at the quiet and dim.

It turned out that she really had a brother.

There is also a father, but she should have a father, everyone has a father.

As she pressed her heart, the dull and long-lasting pain seemed to become more and more clear, and it seemed that she couldn't breathe.

…………

the next morning.

When Huo Sicheng was about to go downstairs, he accidentally passed the door of the master bedroom, and his footsteps stopped unconsciously.

His dark eyes stared at the closed and still door, and her red and swollen face from last night suddenly appeared in front of him, and her quiet and lonely eyebrows and eyes, by a strange coincidence, he held the doorknob and twisted the door open.

At a glance, there are only flat quilts on the huge double bed.

Are you up yet?

Just as he was about to take a step back and close the door, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a thin white arm stretching out from the end of the bed, on the ground.

The man's pupils narrowed slightly, and without thinking, he pushed the door open and strode over.

The woman was wearing a white nightdress with suspenders, lying curled up on the carpet, with her head on her arms, and paper and pens falling beside her.

Her face was not as swollen as it was last night, but it hadn't completely gone away either.

He glanced at the paper, and his eyes froze.

Bending down, he picked up the book from the carpet.

It's just a simple coil book, she doesn't know where she found it, with pencil sketches of portraits on it.

Xing Hua didn't sleep deeply. She probably sensed someone beside her and woke up in a daze. Her arms were numb. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of straight long legs wrapped in black trousers.

She looked up, was stunned for a while, and while getting up, she called out slowly, "Husband."

In the voice that just woke up, there was an unknowingly cuteness.

Huo Sicheng looked at her milk-white skin, and rolled his Adam's apple, "If you feel that the floor is more comfortable than the bed, and the carpet in the corridor is also thick, you can go sleep outside and return the master bedroom to me."

"I..." She scratched her head and said embarrassedly, "I accidentally fell asleep."

With a bang, the man threw the notebook to the ground, followed by the man's indistinguishable voice, "Is this what you drew, is it me?"

Xing Hao picked up her notebook, looked at the sketch, then looked up at the man's face, and replied stupidly, "I think my drawing looks very similar, can't you see it?"

She studied for a long time last night, and felt that her painter was better than she imagined.

And when she drew him, his incomparably clear appearance naturally appeared in her mind.

Huo Sicheng, "..."

He watched her holding the coiled book, and smiled, "Xing Xiaohua, do you draw me because you like me?"