The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

Huo Junyao was slightly startled, raised his eyes and glanced out the window, and found her almost at the first glance.

She was walking out of the door of the police station. The scorching sunlight fell unscrupulously on her delicate and three-dimensional little face. It might have been too dazzling. As she walked, she raised her hand to cover her forehead. Such a natural movement was inexplicably scratching her face. his heart.

His eyes were fixed on her for several seconds, and then Huo Junyao noticed that there was a man beside her, a man he was very familiar with——

Lu, Xi, Yuan!

The two people soon walked to a black Audi. Lu Xiyuan opened the passenger door in a gentlemanly manner. She smiled sweetly at him and then got in.

Huo Junyao narrowed his deep eyes, and his eyes were like a pool of mist, and suddenly there was a surge of wind and clouds.

Mr. Huo, are you still going to the police station?

Cheng Xiu adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head, and carefully asked him for instructions.

Cheng Xiu, who has been with Huo Junyao for many years, knows the past between him and Song Qianying. Of course, he also knows how much position this Miss Song once occupied in Mr. Huo's heart. It's a pity...

Originally, Mr. Huo planned to go to the police station in person to ask for his release. But now Mr. Lu got there first. I don’t know whether this was Miss Song’s luck or misfortune.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiu glanced at Huo Junyao secretly and heard his magnetic voice sounding deep: Follow me!

yes!

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Song Qianying didn't ask Lu Xiyuan to be delivered to his door, but asked him to park on the road next door.

I see how bad you look. Are you really sure you don't need to go to the hospital?

After pulling the car to the side of the road, Lu Xiyuan said to her uneasily.

Song Qianying shook her head, unbuckled her seat belt, and replied with a smile: Don't worry, my body knows it's okay. It's fine.

Okay, here is my contact information. If you need anything, call me anytime.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Lu Xiyuan no longer forced himself, took out a card from his bag and handed it to her.

The card was a very ordinary piece of plain paper. It simply printed the words Lu Xiyuan and an 11-digit phone number. It didn't even include the company letterhead. Maybe it was a private number?

Song Qianying hurriedly took it with both hands and said thank you.

She knew that people with their status usually have several phone numbers, clearly distinguishing between work and home, just like Huo Junyao...

When she thought of that man, her clear almond eyes quickly dimmed. Although she concealed herself very well, she couldn't escape Lu Xiyuan's keen observation.

He looked at her deeply and couldn't help but comfort her: I asked him to withdraw the case, so don't worry too much.

Hearing this, Song Qianying's eyes flashed slightly, and her delicate lips moved slightly to say something, but at this moment she suddenly realized that any words of gratitude seemed too frivolous in front of his kindness to her.

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly remembered something, so she mustered up the courage to ask: Brother Lu, can I ask you something?

-End of this chapter-