415 Chapter 415 you're finally back

If he really had designs on Zhao Siqing, Huo Jingchen would definitely fight to the death with him.

Gu Anhui, who was sitting next to a man, had a subtle expression on her face the moment she saw Zhao Siqing.

She actually came.

Jiang Jingming was really biased to help Zhao Siqing. She had been nice to him so many times, hoping that he would put in a few good words for her in front of Huo Jingchen, but he just gave her a perfunctory reply.

She didn't expect that Huo Jingchen, who obviously didn't want to see Zhao Siqing, would run to fetch her!

Gu Anhui turned to look at Huo Jingchen in the corner and slowly lowered her eyes.

So what if he came? He wanted to see if huo Jingchen would treat her nicely.

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After entering the private room, Zhao Siqing's gaze swept over everyone.

Not long after, her gaze stopped at a single SOFA in the corner. The Man on the Sofa was half-covered in shadow, and her expression couldn't be seen clearly.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. Two of his collars were unbuttoned, and he was smoking with his eyes slightly lowered.

There was a single round table in front of him. There was a glass of wine, a box of cigarettes, and a cell phone on it.

Zhao Siqing looked at him in a daze. He seemed to be immersed in his own world. He did not fit in with the noisy private room. No one dared to go up and disturb him. He just sat in the corner in silence. He did not even notice that she had come.

Zhao Siqing felt her heart ache for no reason. She only felt that if his name was not written on the one-meter-long cake on the coffee table, no one would believe that he was the main character today.

Zhao Siqing slowly walked towards him. For a moment, the originally noisy private room became quieter.

Gu Anhui looked at Zhao Siqing with a sinister gaze. Ha, she was waiting to see her run into a wall and lose face.

A man looked at Jiang Jingming and asked in a low voice, "second young master, is this okay? "

Jiang Jingming held a cigarette in his mouth and said lightly, "I don't know. "

When Zhao Siqing walked closer, she could see his overly Pale face. He stared at the low table in front of him in a daze. His gaze was not focused at all, as if he was immersed in some kind of memory and could not extricate himself.

Zhao Siqing only felt an unspeakable pain in her chest. She stopped beside him and gently stroked his hair. "Huo Jingchen. "

Her actions made the private room quieten down again. The people who were drinking stopped moving their glasses, and the people who were singing stopped halfway. For a moment, pairs of eyes fell on the two of them.

Some people were gloating, waiting to watch a good show.

Some people frowned, a little worried.

There were also people who couldn't bear it, afraid that Zhao Siqing would get hurt.

In short, almost everyone knew that Huo Jingchen couldn't be provoked at this time, and no one dared to provoke him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Huo Jingchen slowly raised his head, and his dark eyes stared straight at Zhao Siqing, absent-minded for a long time.

After a long while, his eyes finally began to focus, and he said slowly in a low voice, "you're finally back. "

He knew that she would come back.

He knew that she would still miss her.

He laughed softly, and the corners of his eyes were a little bitter.

Zhao Siqing was a little absent-minded, and she asked softly, "what? "

Huo Jingchen gradually came back to his senses. It turned out that he had confused reality with his previous life again... ...

Huo Jingchen pulled her onto his lap. "Give me a hug. "

Zhao Siqing looked at him and said softly, "I've been waiting for you at home for a long time, but you didn't pick up my calls. "

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "yes, it's my fault. "