President, please spoil me!

The man's gloomy and impatient handsome face came into her eyes, and she opened her mouth to speak, when the soft, hot and fragrant thing was stuffed into her mouth, blocking her lips.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat you to death, give me all to eat."

Xing Hua didn't understand why he was so angry.

If he doesn't want to feed her, he can just ignore her, and she can't do anything to him.

You have to be so vicious to give it to her specially.

Thinking so, Xing Hua still sat up abruptly, removed the steamed bun stuffed with her, stuck out her tongue on purpose, glanced at him and complained softly, "It's still hot."

Huo Sicheng was about to laugh angrily at this woman who opened her eyes and told nonsense, "Even if it's just out of the oven, it won't burn your thick skin, let alone it's been on the road for half an hour."

"..."

The heat preservation box was placed on the bedside, and it was still steaming with hot mist.

It was indeed a little hot, but she did exaggerate a bit.

Xing Hua didn't care about his sarcasm at all, she tore off the steamed buns with delicate fingers, and asked him quite seriously while eating gently, "Husband, have you had a bad temper since you were young?"

Huo Sicheng, "..."

She said softly again, "It hurts the liver to be angry, I think you always get angry like this, really, it's not good for your health... Mmm."

Huo Sicheng reached out and took a steamed bun to stuff her mouth again.

In the end, he sneered and mocked, "I don't know who was crying, making noise, throwing things and behaving like that just now, and stripped himself to nothing left after a word of disagreement. The average shrew doesn't have your rank."

Xing Hua continued to eat the small steamed bun he stuffed, and said sullenly, "You made me take it off yourself."

The man's voice was thick and indifferent, "I let you take it off? You drank and got drunk with a man who didn't know who it was, and you took it off if someone told you to take it off. Xing Hua, look at the frivolity in your bones." Amnesia can't be washed away, let's reincarnate to see if it's possible."

She was dazed for a few seconds, "Why do you say that about me?"

"You were."

"I'm not."

"Ah."

This incident obviously touched something that Huo Sicheng didn't want to mention. He didn't even have the bad breath at the beginning, only the indifference that was obvious but also unfathomable was left. He got up and left without looking back.

Xing Hua was in a daze, wondering why she was accused of another crime.

Before she could figure it out, her body had already reacted, she got out of bed and caught up with him and grabbed the man's arm from behind, "Please explain clearly, what do you mean I am frivolous, why am I frivolous? "

His eyes seemed to freeze into a sharp ice skate, but his tone couldn't be more plain and indifferent, "Is it enough to have a fiancé and casually sleep with other men?"

She froze all over.

The man's brows and eyes were full of cold mockery, "I want to know why I always have such a bad temper?" His cold and slender fingers lifted her chin, and smiled faintly, "Because I hate you, not only I hate you, as long as I am with you Being together makes me sick of myself."

After saying this, he left without looking back.

Xing Hua stood there blankly for a long time.

She finally discovered one thing, between them, no matter whether she mentioned it or he mentioned it, the past is his taboo, whether it is Song Huixi or some things about her, once he mentions it, he loses his temper.

It was as if an old needle had been stuck in his heart.

After a while, Xing Hua still walked back, picked up the steamed buns in the thermos and continued to eat slowly and quietly.

…………

Huo Sicheng didn't go back to Blue Water Bay for dinner in the evening, and Xing Hua didn't say anything. He ate half a bowl of rice in silence, and then walked in the garden of Blue Water Bay for more than an hour. Back to the master bedroom.

He wanted to find something to do, but he was thinking about what Huo Sicheng said this afternoon, and he was also distracted by worrying about Xing Xing, so he couldn't be bothered to do anything.

…………

It's past ten o'clock in the evening, and it's almost eleven o'clock in the evening, in a box in a high-end club.

Huo Sicheng was chatting with a partner in the business field about business matters. He was chatting while drinking.

Not far away, Tang Yan took off the cigarette between his lips, and lightly said to Shen Huainan who was beside him, "Si Cheng is drunk, take him back later."

Shen Huainan looked over.

He was sitting in a chair, not smoking, with a glass of wine in his hand. His whole body looked much more slack except for the eyebrows and eyes. He didn't look drunk at all. Although he couldn't hear what he said to the other party clearly, he undoubtedly spoke clearly and logically. , Communication with people is still very smooth.

"Are you sure he's drunk?"

"Ah."

Shen Huainan, "Is there a difference between being drunk and not drunk?"

Tang Yan said coolly, "No, it's just that when I'm drunk, I'll keep drinking until my stomach is perforated, or I get alcohol poisoned."

"...Then just ask the driver to take him back later, and let me condescend to be his driver, you two are really good at calling people."

"Can't you see that woman in a white dress is looking forward to him getting drunk, and wants to take the opportunity to have a shot?"

Shen Huainan had a half-smile, "Wouldn't Xing Hua be sad then, shouldn't you be happy?"

Tang Yan nodded, looked at him coldly, and said in a contemptuous tone, "I'm happy, but Xing Shen is even happier, a windfall from the sky, so stupid."

"..."

Shen Huainan was too lazy to argue with him, "Why don't you go yourself?"

Tang Yan said lightly, "I don't want to see that woman who pokes her eyes, can't she hide from me if she provokes her?"

"..."

"Is he... in a bad mood and drinking away his worries?"

The entertainment in the business field more or less requires drinking, but with Huo Sicheng's current status, he doesn't want to drink and no one knows how to persuade him to drink anyway. If he doesn't want to drink, a few sips are enough.

He was drunk, probably because he had drunk too much himself.

Moreover, Huo Sicheng's capacity for drinking is very good. It is said that he was depressed for a while, and lived with alcohol for a long time. It was Song Huixi and Tang Yan who urged him hard and softly every day to coax him.

Of course, that's all rumored, since I met him, I've never seen him sluggish.

…………

Blue Water Bay.

Xing Hao sat on the sofa on the balcony, watching the time on the phone pass by little by little, his face was full of entanglement for a long time, and finally he mustered up the courage to dial the number.

When the phone rang, Huo Sicheng was already in the car on the way home. It was Shen Huainan who glanced at the call notes on his phone and reminded, "Xing Xiaohua's phone number."

Huo Sicheng didn't seem to be doing anything, but his mind was already very dizzy. He glanced at the screen and lazily clicked on the answer. His hoarse voice was a little drifting, "What are you doing?"

"Honey... are you home yet?"

The woman's voice was soft, but inexplicably cool, with an indescribable sense of comfort.

He closed his eyes, pinched his brows and said in a rustling low voice, "Looking forward to my return?"