Chapter 1331

Name:Scandal Supermodel Author:Xi Mian
An Xiaowan is about to open his mouth, but as soon as he gets to his mouth, Huo Shen's mobile phone ring suddenly rings.

He frowned slightly and ignored.

Can an small evening but already gave a word to swallow down, shake head way: "you answer the phone first."

The phone kept ringing. After it stopped, it came again. It was obvious that there was something urgent.

Huo Shenjun face slightly heavy, but still raised his hand to pick up the mobile phone.

"Hogo, I find it's not easy..." Lu Yange's voice is very heavy. Even on the phone, he has subconsciously lowered his voice.

Huo Shen's eyes slightly coagulate, "what?"

Lu Yange cleared his throat and began a series of analysis in a low voice.

An Xiaowan can't hear the voice on the other side of the phone. She can only look at Huo Shen's handsome face and his expression, and sink down gradually.

Immediately after he hung up, he immediately got out of bed and stood up.

As he put on his clothes, he gently hugged Ann Xiaowan and said in a low voice, "I have something to do. I'll ask Lotte to help you go back later."

"Good." She nodded meekly.

What happened?

Let him walk in such a hurry, look dignified.

Ann Xiaowan thought so, and quickly got up and dressed. She wanted to go out with her, but she was still a little late.

Men walk fast.

An Xiaowan followed, only suddenly heard a sound, followed by the tea cup and people fell to the ground.

"Oh Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Huo. I didn't know the door would open suddenly... " The woman who fell to the ground immediately got up, apologized and went to pick up the broken cup.

The tea sets in Huo Shen's office are the most advanced.

Breaking a suit is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Huo deep eyes son, but did not see the woman on the ground, straight leg forward.

Ni Huan squatted and continued to pick up things.

However, Huo Shen just took two steps, and his eyes suddenly stopped on her again.

He suddenly looked back, his eyes were filled with a trace of cold tension, cold sink way: "what's on your hand?"

Ni Huan seems to be slightly a Zheng, and then flustered looking down at his wrist.

There, it's a hair band.

It's tied to your wrist like a decoration on your hand.

But the thing to notice is that the hair band looks a little old. It's not as brand-new as ordinary decorations, so it seems a little strange.

The color of the hair band has turned white. It seems that it has been washed many times. However, there are still some traces of friction and broken places on the corner. Such a jewelry It's too shabby to wear.

Lotte also frowned slightly, thinking that Huo Shao was not used to such office decoration, so he opened his mouth and said, "Ni Huan, if you are short of money, such as jewelry for work, you can apply for funds. I will buy you a new one tomorrow. This hair band Don't wear it. "

“…… I, this... " Ni Huan frowns and the language stops.

It's like trying to refuse, but it's hard to say.

"No need." Huo Shen suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Lotte.

His eyes are deep, a pair of dark eyes, full of strange depth.

"Wear it if you want to." He opened his thin lips. After finishing, his eyes stayed on Ni Huan for two seconds, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

An Xiaowan, who had just stepped out of his office, was slightly stunned.

At the moment, Huo Shen's handsome face is slightly heavy, and his urgent step stops because of such a hairband.