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Leng Qingqing: "???"

She was a little surprised and her eyes were confused, why did Hengheng suddenly say that.

Leng Qingqing lowered her head and met his eyes. Huo Yanheng's eyes were very calm, but very bright.

"How did you know it was dad?"

Huo Yanheng: "That's dad."

Could it be some kind of indescribable tacit understanding between father and son?

After Huo Yanheng finished speaking, he continued to write math problems with his head down as if nothing had happened.

He carefully wrote down the correct answers to the math questions in his notebook, stroke by stroke.

The answer lies on the last two pages of the math exercise book, an area that Huo Yanheng would never look at.

Leng Qingqing finished half of the letter, then picked up his phone and sent Huo Jingsen a WeChat message.

【【tb-】, is that you? 】

**

In a restaurant in the imperial capital, there were two people sitting across from each other in a huge box.

A drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from Xu You's forehead, and he almost didn't dare to look directly at the man opposite him.

She originally thought that Huo Jingsen's acceptance of Xuanyun's request meant that he was interested in her.

Unexpectedly, after he came in and sat down, he lowered his head and never raised his head to look at her again.

It was obviously normal when ordering.

During this period, I also carefully tasted the Sichuan specialties of this restaurant - the dishes are very spicy and have an indescribably addictive aroma.

Xu You likes spicy food, but she couldn't take a bite of today's meal.

Unlike her who was sitting on pins and needles, the man was very calm.

Even when Xu You said it, he just nodded slightly and stared at the screen of his phone with his dark eyes, as if he didn't care.

Xu You suspected that he didn't listen to what he said at all.

When passing behind him, Xu You stood on tiptoes and glanced at the screen of the man's mobile phone, wondering who he was chatting with so passionately.

Is it deserted?

No, she was filming a show, how could she have time to be with him?

Unfortunately, the man was tall and his phone was completely blocked. Even though Xu You stood on tiptoe in high heels, he still didn't see any relevant pictures.

Xu You left bitterly, but when she came back, her buttocks were still hot, the man opposite finally raised his eyes to look at her.

Xu You showed a standard smile: "Jing Sen——"

Do you still like the food at this restaurant?

Huo Jingsen put away his phone and said calmly, "Sorry, I have to go."

The smile on Xu You's face couldn't be held back, that's it?

I wasted a whole night, and this is what I got?

Xu You still wanted to save something, so he took out Xuanyun as a banner: "But aunt said..."

"I understand my mother's character." Huo Jingsen looked at her lightly: "If no one tells her anything, she will not keep arranging meetings for us. As long as there is no problem with Miss Xu, she will not disturb you again."

Xu You's face suddenly turned red, not from anger, but from embarrassment after being exposed.

Huo Jingsen actually knew everything.

Did Aunt Xuanyun tell him?

During these days, Xu You was busy filming the program, and Xu You did often go to Huo's house.

Without the deserted air, the air in Huo Zhai is fresh.

As the saying goes, those who are near water and towers get the moon first. Xu You is very confident in his appearance. Although it is not as good as Leng Qingqing, Leng Qingqing is far in the northeast and no matter how long his hand is, he can't reach here.

As long as she can have something happen with Huo Jingsen...

Everything is just Xu You's fantasy.

When the bubble of fantasy is popped, the anger of being played suddenly rushes to the brain.

Xu You blushed with anger and barely maintained a smile as he watched the man leave. Unable to maintain his dignity any longer, he fell down on his seat and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Mingzhu with trembling hands.

[Mingzhu, there is something I don’t know whether I should tell you or not. Huo Jingsen, you know, my deserted husband. He is interested in me and invited me to dinner tonight. I accidentally heard something about Leng Qingqing and you...]

When we walked out of the restaurant, it was already late at night, the cold winter was lonely, and the streets were deserted.

The driver drove the car over and parked it on the side of the road.

There was a vibration from the inner pocket of the suit.

Huo Jingsen seemed to realize something. He took out his phone, clicked on the screen, and saw a latest message.

He pursed his lips and smiled slowly, his eyebrows extremely soft.

A few seconds later, Leng Qingqing received a WeChat message from Huo Jingsen. He answered her question like this:

[A new restaurant has opened in Erhuan, offering authentic Sichuan cuisine and good taste. Let's go together when you come back. 】

**

With Jiang Yan's identity, it was easy to find something that others couldn't find.

All in all, Secretary Zhang really found something.

However, Secretary Zhang hesitated as he stood in front of Mr. Jiang's office with the found documents.

Leng Qingqing's identity was beyond his expectation.

He thought that Leng Qingqing was just a popular female artist at the moment, or she had a big tree on her back, or she was just lucky, but he didn't expect that this layer was just her superficial identity.

The deserted husband is the real big tree behind her.

All doubts were answered the moment the mystery was solved.

No wonder she became famous so fast, no wonder no black material about her can be found on the Internet, and people who have exposed black materials about her before have now disappeared.

Secretary Zhang has met that man.

Mr. Jiang also admitted personally that Huo Jingsen was a tough nut to crack and he would lose his teeth accidentally.

Jiang Yan, who has always turned her back on others, would greet Huo Jingsen with a smile and try her best to maintain a peaceful appearance.

What's more, the two companies are still doing business. If the information about Huo Jingsen's wife is released rashly, will it cause some unnecessary turmoil in the relationship between the two bosses and affect the subsequent cooperation?

Secretary Zhang squeezed the document tightly, feeling that it was indeed a hot potato. It was so hot that his hands trembled slightly.

After thinking about it, he knocked on the door.

Jiang Yan: "Come in."

Secretary Zhang took a deep breath and walked in deeply.

The investigation is just his job, and what to do with this file ultimately depends on the orders of his superiors.

A small person like him has no right to make decisions.