Turn the sun into old age

The mood of the person in front of her suddenly became fierce, which made Hua Jia a little overwhelmed. She looked at Qing Chen with wide eyes, looking a little dazed, as if she was frightened.

"Don't look at me like that." Qing Chen raised his head to meet his eyes, then looked away, and couldn't help reaching out to cover his eyes.

The slender and curly eyelashes swept back and forth in the palm of his hand, leaving shallow but deep marks.

Hua Gua didn't know why, so she asked nervously in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

The voice was nice, and the tone was very gentle, as if a kitten stretched out its furry paws and scratched his heart.

Qing Chen dissipated the anger in his heart in vain, so he took a deep breath and took his hands away, looking directly at the pair of beautiful eyes in front of him that were misted with water due to the sudden unsuitability to the light.

"Yes, I'm angry, because you didn't take me seriously at all, you were in a bad mood, you ran away from home with nowhere to go, you were alone in the cold on the street, but you didn't take the initiative to contact me." Still holding those beautiful but cold and stiff hands, he couldn't help frowning, "I'm very worried about you."

When the call was just answered, the familiar voice from over there was completely different from usual, with a kind of ethereal feeling that was almost collapsed, making Qing Chen feel that the person on the other side seemed to have shed tears.

When he was running wildly on the street, he almost forgot that there was such a thing as transportation, and his mind was full of trying to get close to him, and he kept thinking whether he was afraid that if he stayed there alone now, he would be taken away by someone with ulterior motives, and finally remembered Seeing what would be a faster way, he rushed down the street and hailed a taxi.

There was a traffic jam at an intersection, and he kept looking at his phone looking there, making noises from time to time to appease the people there, for fear that there would be no more voices there in the next second.

It wasn't until I got out of the car and saw the little figure curled up on the side of the road that a high hanging heart fell back to its original place in vain.

"sorry......"

As soon as the screen turned, the scene in my mind had been transformed into the tightly pursed lips and the redness at the corners of the eyes in front of me.

Qing Chen couldn't see him like this the most. All the unhappiness, anger, and anger in his heart disappeared at this moment. He could only stretch out his arms and let the thin child into his arms. Ripples of pain.

The body embraced by him was originally stiff, but somehow softened at the back, and then trembled a little, like a peach blossom that was blown by the first heavy rain in spring, and its petals fell to the ground.

Huajiao grabbed his neckline and wept uncontrollably, even the voice that came out was choked up.

Qing Chenyi hugged him tightly, and listened to him sobbing and saying as if he was suing an adult: "I, I didn't seduce... I didn't mean to fight against her, but she—"

Having said that, he lowered his voice aggrievedly, let out two low sobs, and then bit his lower lip in embarrassment, and burrowed into that warm embrace.

Qing Chen already understood the whole story after hearing this. He had heard that Mrs. Hua was sharp-tongued. She used to be a good negotiator. Named one of the worst rich wives ever to be messed with.

Unexpectedly, now that she is a full-time wife, all her efforts are devoted to her nephew, and her indiscriminate nature of cursing others has not changed at all.