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The party to be held by the Shen family was canceled, and each girl who received the invitation was given a 100-thousand-yuan voucher of Shana International. That was to say, each of these girls got a full dress of 100 thousand yuan without doing anything.
Rich people were willful as expected—even if they canceled a party, they would use money to solve the problem so as to show politeness.
And someone, Bai Qingqing in particular, finally didn’t have to work overtime.
Did that mean she would go with someone, such as Huo Yunchen, to pick up the child at night, and then go home together?
Thinking that she was going to be alone with him under the same roof, and thinking of what Nannan had said, Bai Qingqing felt her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.
Just in a daze, she found a message on WeChat.
"Waiting for you downstairs."
Here he was, so active. Was he so idle every day?
Although she thought so, she sent back two words immediately.
"Right now."
Before leaving, she, for the first time, went to the bathroom for a make-up.
"Good afternoon, mistress."
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw his car. Liu Kai stood at the door and helped her to open the door respectfully.
She was not used to that kind of treatment.
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In addition, the car was so eye-catching that she quickly got into the car.
Sitting on the seat by the window with a seat between them, she still felt wrapped up by his cool breath.
She felt so hot and uneasy, as if she had just drunk a cup of hot water...
Huo Yunchen did not take the initiative to speak. He focused his eyes on the documents in his hand and seemed to be dealing with very important work.
Bai Qingqing slightly adjusted her sitting posture to make herself more natural. She secretly took a look at the man.
Serious men were the most handsome, and the handsome and serious men were so handsome that women would be fascinated.
No wonder Liu Runan couldn't tear her eyes off him.
Huo Yunchen seemed to feel a pair of eyes peeking at himself, and he looked up inadvertently.
Bai Qingqing quickly looked out of the window, and her face reddened like a tomato.
"I'm your husband. If you want to see your husband, look at him openly. You needn’t peep."
He was very calm; and his eyes were deep, shining like a sea of stars.
Bai Qingqing murmured in disapproval, "Who peeped at you? Don’t flatter yourself."
Her voice was very low and almost unheard.
"Are you talking to me?" Huo Yunchen asked.
"No, I didn't speak!" Bai Qingqing explained with a blushing face. Her eyes were so black and bright, just like a tranquil lake with sparkling waves.
Huo Yunchen chuckled and there seemed to have a smile in his long and narrow glazed eyes. He took her hand in his palm.
"From now on, you have to take me seriously as your husband. Please rest assured that I will do whatever I promise, and I will never do what you don't let me do. I just want my grandma to feel I have a wife who loves me, a lovely child, and a happy family. "
His tone was deep and mellow, like the wonderful music played by a Guqin (a Chinese seven-stringed plucked instrument in some ways similar to the zither), with a fascinating magic.
Bai Qingqing firmly nodded her head. The hand held by him was very warm, like a feather floating into his heart.
"I will try my best to make your grandma happy, but I'm afraid that I can't do well."
She lowered her head, looking sad.
She was afraid that the grandma could not accept her past, and that she would make grandma angry.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
For a moment, he wanted to embrace her.
But his hand finally stopped in the air and came back.
Maybe she didn't want him to hold her.
Today was the happiest day for Bai Tiantian. He held his parents' hands, saying goodbye to his teachers and classmates in a very loud voice.
It seemed that Tiantian was telling everyone that he had a daddy and a mummy, and they were a perfect family.