"Xiao, actually I don't want to talk about business with you. I have something else to tell you."
Song Weiqing stretched out her hand to hold Huo Xiao, but before her fingertips touched him, Huo Xiao took it back fiercely. All she could catch was a touch of air.
Huo Xiao hangs up and looks at Song Weiqing coldly.
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Talk about Guman. Who sent it to my grandmother?"
Frozen three feet, cold into the heart.
A man's voice, with a faint intention to kill.
The phone call just now was from Aunt Zhang, reporting the whole story.
Huo Xiao's anger is heard by song Weiqing.
With Huo Xiao's Scarlet eyes, song Weiqing suddenly felt the suffocation of Huo Xiao.
The horror of facing death made her pace backward.
"I, I don't know what you're talking about."
No way. Huo Xiao can't find the evidence.
Facing Huo Xiao's powerful aura, song Weiqing retreated step by step.
His legs couldn't help shivering.
Originally, she was careful to let entertainment reporters take photos of her and Huo Xiao entering the hotel one after another outside the hotel to stimulate Mu Chu di.
But now, she began to fear and Huo Xiao with a space.
The back bumped into the chair and there were bursts of pain.
However, her jaw was pinched, forcing her face to lean back, making it difficult to breathe.
The man Mou light is cool, light way, "is it?"
Song Weiqing is so scared that she wants to turn to another partner for help. However, she doesn't know when the other partner is already away.
There were only two of them in the room.
The back is chilly.
She didn't know if Huo Xiao had found out anything, but the man clearly said that even if Huo Xiao suspected, there was no substantial evidence.
Heart, uneasy.
At this time, the door was suddenly opened.
A clear voice came from behind.
"What is this for?"
"Is that how business is done, Mr. Huo?"
As soon as Mu Chu Di entered the door, he saw this intimate scene.
From her point of view, can not see Huo Xiao pinching song Weiqing, only see this as to kiss posture.
Hearing the familiar voice, Huo Xiao suddenly released his hand.
When I turned around, I wanted to explain, "it's not what you think."
Mu Chu Di should have stayed in the dream Court on the river bank to have a rest. How could he come to the hotel for no reason?
Men's deep eyes flashed a clear.
He didn't want mu Chudi to misunderstand him.
However, before the words were finished, Mu Chu Di came forward, took Huo Xiao's arm and intimately pasted it up.
Meimu said goodbye to him. "What do you think I think?"
"Think I misunderstood you and Miss Song?"
Mu Chu Di arranges Huo Xiao's tie and laughs, "what's your temperament? Don't I know?"
"I really like one person. Who can stop you in Rongcheng?"
"If you have any interest in Miss Song, Mrs. Huo's position would have been Miss Song's for a long time."
"So miss song, you don't have to worry. I've intercepted the false reports of those reporters outside. No one will see them."
All the reports written by the entertainment reporters song Weiqing bribed were intercepted by mu Chudi.
Song Weiqing, who had been frightened, became paler when she heard mu Chudi's provocative words.
Mu Chu Di's words are clearly meant for her.
She knew that the entertainment reporter she was looking for was fanning the flames, so she deliberately came to slap her in the face.
Just, why does she believe Huo Xiao so much?