âWhatâs the matter?â
When Huo Jinyao got home, he noticed that something was wrong with Su Qingsang.
âSweetheart, what happened?â
âNothing.â
Su Qingsang did not know what to say and could not do anything but look at Huo Jinyao.
It didnât look to Huo Jinyao like nothing had happened. He reached out his hand and dragged the corners of her mouth up.
âWhy arenât you smiling if nothing has happened? Didnât you hang out with your best friend today? Whatâs the matter? Didnât you have a good time?â
Su Qingsang shook her head, looked at Huo Jinyao. She finally told him about what happened.
She didnât realize that she had gotten used to talking to him about her problems. She had been used to solving problems by herself, but Huo Jinyao had gradually made her feel at ease. Now, she could try to believe in him. At least she believed that he wouldnât hurt her.
After hearing everything, Huo Jinyaoâs face did not change much. âWhat is there to worry about? You didnât make Qiu Yanbo break off the engagement.â
âThatâs right, butââ
âThere is no but.â Huo Jinyao took her hand and put it in his palm, his other hand on her shoulder. âQiu Yanbo is an adult who should be deemed responsible for his own behavior. He himself broke off the engagement and abandoned Su Peizhen. Even if she actually knows everything and wants to blame you, it would be completely unreasonable.â
Su Qingsang had nothing to say. Huo Jinyao turned her face and made her look at him, very seriously.
âSweetheart, even if she wanted to mess with you, isnât it on Qiu Yanbo to handle whatever mess she makes? It was him that got you involved in this in the first place. You did nothing wrong.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had a point. Su Qingsang followed his train of thought and nodded.
âSo, Su Peizhen is not your problem, but Qiu Yanboâs. He would have fallen in love with someone else if he hadnât fallen for you. Whatâs there for you to worry about?â
Su Qingsang was silent. She looked at Huo Jinyaoâs handsome face for a quite a while before she finally said, âHuo Jinyao, you really have a silver tongue.â
He was so persuasive that she could not refute him at all.
âA silver tongue?â He kissed her cheek and said, âI think so. I think my tongue is better at something else, though, donât you think?â
As he spoke, he glanced at her body intentionally. Su Qingsang could not bear him any longer and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
âWhere are you looking?â
âWherever I want.â Huo Jinyao pulled her hands away and leaned over her. âSweetheart, I can make you remember how good my tongue is tonight.â
âStop it.â Su Qingsang pushed him away. âIâm hungry. Letâs have dinner.â
Sister Lu had just finished the dinner and left. The food was still hot, just right for eating.
Su Qingsang could not listen to him any longer, so they sat down at the table.
Huo Jinyao put a bowl of soup in front of her. Looking at her face, which was more relaxed than before, he asked tentatively.
âSweetheart, did you really decide to go back to work tomorrow?â
âYes.â She had already agreed to.
âCan you ask for leave and take a few days off?â
âAsk for leave? Why?â
âLook, your hospital really went too far in treating you like that. If you are so obedient and go back as they soon as they ask you to, doesnât that make you spineless?â
Huo Jinyao tried his best to convince Su Qingsang, who picked up her bowl and looked at him. She asked him, âSo you want me to ask for leave?â