C718 She Doesn't Deserve It
Huo Chengzhou didn't sleep well either.
The dream was a scene of Qiao An wearing a white dress and Ling Yi smiling at him.
Or Qiao An was standing in front of him, feeling wronged. She said to him, "Sorry, I found out that the person I like is Ling Yi..."
Or at the wedding scene of Ling Yi and Qiao An, the emcee asked, "Is there anyone who is against the marriage..."
He rushed in in wearing a black suit. "I object!"
In short, no matter which scene it was, it made his heart feel stifled and uncomfortable.
He wanted to wake up from this nightmare, but he realized that there was a dream in this dream. It was tiring to the point that both physically and mentally.
Finally, his phone rang and woke him up. He put the phone beside his ear and said impatiently, "Hello."
"Mr Cheng, I'm in Bamboo Listening Pavilion. Why didn't you come home? Where is it? Do you need me to pick you up?"
It was Huo Feng's voice.
Huo Chengzhou frowned. "I'm out of town. I'll be back in two days. Don't call me if there's nothing urgent..."
After saying that, he hung up.
Huo Feng reacted for a few seconds until Aunt Faang came over and patted his shoulder. "What's going on? Where is Sir?"
Huo Feng thought of a possibility and said with a smile, "He probably went out for his honeymoon with sister-in-law. He said he would come back in two days."
Aunt Faang's face showed a smile, "With Miss Qiao? The two of them have reconciled?"
Huo Feng nodded. "I think so. When we were in Country M, they asked me how to confess. I think the confession was successful and the two of them went on a trip."
And there should be even better news. Otherwise, why did the sound of the phone call not sound right?
He must have disturbed his good news. He must be anxious.
Huo Feng smiled and reminded Aunt Faang, "Aunt Faang, you don't need to call Mr Cheng these two days. They will come back after a round."
"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Faang was happy. "I am relieved now."
On Country R's side, after Huo Chengzhou hung up Huo Feng's call, he turned off his phone and looked at the dark sky in the gap between the curtains. His mood changed again.
More than ten hours ago, she had personally said that she liked him.
Now that he thought about the emotions between her eyebrows, Huo Chengzhou still felt that she liked him from the bottom of her heart.
But after a few hours, she accepted another man's confession.
Hehe.
Ironic.
Women's Heart of the Sea was indeed a famous saying.
That's true.
When he chased her to Country M to confess to her, didn't Ling Yi also chase her to Country M?
In terms of sincerity, it was obvious that Ling Yi was not inferior to him.
Furthermore, Ling family also had the blessings of Old Master Ling and Shen Yijia. What about him?2
The chaotic Huo family, a crippled body, a bleak future on the surface, a present where there seemed to be nothing...
At least in the eyes of the The Shens, there was nothing that could compare to Ling Yi.
Could it be that she thought so too?
Didn't she know that he had the Dingcheng Technology?
Could it be that Eldest Qiao didn't have a good impression of him when it came to sharpening his knife?
Could it be that when she saw the Supreme Being and the shopping center come online, she didn't have a single thought of the days when she fought alongside him?
After all, they had once advanced and retreated together, and they were both proud and humiliated.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Huo Chengzhou slammed his hand hard on the bed and made a "dong" sound, as if he was gradually falling apart.
It was too easy to let his thoughts run wild while lying down. Huo Chengzhou decided to take a shower and go out for a stroll. He wanted to take a look at the unfamiliar street scenery and eat some spicy food.
Perhaps he could use that bit of spiciness to shed some tears.
At that time, no one would doubt what caused his tears to flow.
Ah!
Huo Chengzhou made a slight scoff.
Why did he cry?
She was not worthy!
However, the blunt pain in his chest told him clearly.
She was worthy.
And he really liked her.
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