To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Qingsang noticed Huo Jinyao's small movements, turned around and smiled at him.

Both Shi Mengwan and Xiang Caiping noticed their small movements. Xiang Caiping stretched her breath somewhat.

Shi Mengwan's eyes were a little more envious and gloomy, she thought of meeting Zhan Haoze a few days ago.

Unlike Su Qingsang's luck, Huo Jinyao belonged to her and only to her. Su Qingsang was also standing beside her.

But there is another woman beside Zhan Haoze. The person beside him is not her, and more importantly, Zhan Haoze has long forgotten their agreement.

Shaking her head, Shi Mengwan's mood changed only for a moment, and soon she started talking and laughing again.

There is a daughter and son-in-law, and Shi Mengwan. Xiang Caiping's mood was indeed much higher.

What happened before has happened. She just wants to treat her daughter better in the future.

Put the hot beef in the pot into Su Qingsang's bowl, and put vegetables for Shi Mengwan. The atmosphere was joyous.

When the atmosphere was good, the doorbell of Su Qingsang's house rang.

Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao looked at each other, he pressed her shoulder, got up and opened the door.

The person standing outside the door was Su Chenghui, he obviously did not expect that the person who opened the door would be Huo Jinyao. There was a moment of surprise.

The dining room is connected to the living room. Su Qingsang was sitting on the edge of the dining table near the living room. When she saw Huo Jinyao standing still, she turned her head to one side and saw Su Chenghui at the door.

Frowning, she subconsciously looked at Xiang Caiping who was sitting beside her.

The smell of hot pot in the restaurant is very strong, so Su Chenghui naturally smelled it: You, are you eating?

Huo Jinyao nodded slightly: Yes, we just started eating, Dad, have you eaten yet?

No. Su Chenghui replied subconsciously, and felt a little uncomfortable after answering: You guys eat.

Su Qingsang was a little embarrassed, supposedly he wanted to ask Su Chenghui to come in for dinner, but——

Xiang Caiping turned her face away from that person, she was still uncomfortable with the tone in her heart.

Seeing this, Shi Mengwan tried to smooth things over again: Hello, Uncle.

When she spoke, she gave Su Qingsang a look. Su Qingsang sighed and stood up, walking to Huo Jinyao's side.

Dad, if you haven't eaten, let's eat together. However, I don't know if you will eat or not. We are cooking hot pot today.

Hot pot? Okay, okay. Su Chenghui was a little surprised, took a look at Su Qingsang, and finally entered the door.

The dining table was rectangular, Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao sat on one side, and Xiang Caiping and Shi Mengwan sat on the other side. Sister Lu was the next seat, so there was only one seat left for Su Chenghui.

Su Chenghui sat down, with Su Qingsang on his left and Xiang Caiping on his right.

Some of the ingredients on the table have been put down, but there are still many. The mandarin duck pot was steaming hot now.

The scene in front of him was something Su Chenghui had never experienced before.

He changed from the manager of the Li family to the general manager of the Li family. With Li Qianxue, his status became higher and higher, and the number of people who dared to act casually in front of him became less and less.

In the Li family, Mr. Li had high blood pressure and a light but healthy diet. Outside, he ordered a separate meal for the company's work.

As for socializing outside, they go to high-end hotels, and the business elites or directors come and go.

There is no such a table of people eating hot pot together.

Looking at the steaming hot pot, the smell is actually a bit strong, but the smell is surprisingly appetizing.

This is a different world that he is not familiar with.

Second watch. .