Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 102 She saw him and suffered a cardiac arrest

  Qin Ruan pulled the sleeves out of Rong Jing's hands.

  A smile on her face is alienated and polite: “You can call me if you have anything to do. It’s getting late, so please accompany your father to the hospital earlier.”

  Rong Jing, who stood opposite her, was depressed when he heard the words.

  It is really a pity in life to miss such a beauty.

  Rong Jing wanted to say something, he looked over Qin Ruan and looked behind her, his expression could not help but a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

  Qin Ruan turned around to leave, but at this time, someone put on a piece of clothing.

  Huo Yirong stood behind her, gently draped the jacket worn by her third brother on her shoulders.

   "Second, second master..."

  Rong Jing turned into counsel in an instant, and he squatted.

  Everything he experienced in Huo’s house that night has been unforgettable for him. Huo Erye’s aura is too sharp, and Rong Jing can’t help it.

  Huo Yirong glanced at him faintly, with an indescribable sarcasm on his face.

  The smelly boy still wants toad to eat swan meat, wishful thinking.

  The third brother obviously had a problem with Qin Ruan's attitude, and he dared to **** someone from the Huo family. This kid was afraid that he didn't know how to write dead words.

  From childhood to adulthood, as long as it is something that the third brother is interested in, he does not know that he will always use his own ability to get what he wants.

  Huo Yirong didn’t say anything to Rong Jing. He looked at Qin Ruan, who was full of doubts, with a friendly smile: "Miss Qin."

  Qin Ruan touched the coat he was wearing, and a faint fragrance of aloes poured into his nose.

  This smell is a bit familiar, she seems to have smelled it somewhere.

"You are?"

  She is sure that she has never seen this man with the aura of a superior person spreading all over her body.

  The attitude of the other person, and the address he calls himself, obviously know her.

   "My last name is Huo."

   Seeing the puzzlement in Qin Ruan’s eyes, Huo Yirong’s face smiled gently.

  He only reported his surname, but did not say his name, Qin Ruan's heart was still slightly stagnant.

   Last name Huo, Rong Jing called his second master, could it be that this person is from the Huo family, a century-old famous family in Beijing.

  Qin Ruan couldn't help tightening his hands while pinching his jacket.

  Huo’s family took the initiative to find it. Did they know that they were the one who was with Huo Sanye that night at the Royal Palace Hotel?

  Qin Ruan was not sure in his heart, and instinctively told her that the Huo family must have known it.

  In his previous life, one year later, Huo Sanye returned to China and learned of her existence with her child.

  In this life, everything has changed.

  Huo Sanye returned to China early, and the Huo family appeared early. There must be a reason for the incident.

  Qin Ruan's expression on Qin Ruan's face did not hide the strange expression, Huo Yirong clearly saw the panic and anxiety that appeared in her calm eyes.

  His voice is smiling and gentle: "Miss Qin don't need to be nervous, my third brother and I happened to pass by and see you here. The third brother is worried that you will catch a cold, so let me give you a coat."

  The third brother? Isn't that Sanye Huo!

  Huo Yunjiao is not healthy, Huo Jiaming’s business has always been managed by Huo’s second child.

   Really instructs the country behind, the next successor, Huo Sanye, is always giving orders.

  Huo Yunjiao is the only man who can be called the third brother by Huo Erye in Beijing.

   Knowing that the other party was there, Qin Ruan's pupils shrank suddenly.

  She swept around uncontrollably.

   looked around, her eyes finally locked on a few low-key black cars that were not far away.

  The window of one of the cars was lowered, and the man sitting inside showed a delicate and flawless face, looking very gentle and elegant.

  The corners of his mouth are pouting if there is a seemingly unsmiling expression, and his brows are clear. The peach blossom eyes are filled with cold and alienated light, carrying a bit of solemnity and sacredness, not intrusive.

  The moment they met, Qin Ruan couldn't help holding his breath.

  (End of this chapter)