The Romance Of Mr. Walton

The moment the two looked at each other, his expression froze.

But she turned her head, quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks, and stood up.

"Mr. Huo, why are you here," she pretended to calmly look at him.

"Is this your catchphrase?"

Warmly wondered, only then discovered that she seemed to ask him these words every time she saw him.

She scratched her eyebrows awkwardly: "Yeah, I'm just surprised that I was able to meet Huo Sanye, whom everyone admired in the whole North City, on the side of the road."

"Stop talking about these official phrases, what are you doing sitting here?"

"I don't think it's illegal to sit here."

"It's an eyesore."

She was anxious: "I'm an eyesore. This is a public road."

"Sitting in the car, it looks like you are a stray cat abandoned by the road."

When he finished saying this, her nose was sore.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that there was no difference between herself and a stray cat. She also had no relatives, was also discarded, and also had no one waiting...

There was a touch of sadness in her eyes: "Then I won't hinder Mr. Huo's eyes, let's go."

"Where to go," he said coldly: "Follow me in the car, just in time I want to go home."

Come back home?

He turned and walked a few steps, and seeing that she hadn't caught up, he turned his head and said coldly, "Don't you go?"

"My luggage is still at school."

"The Huo family is not short of anything. You can pick up your luggage tomorrow and get in the car first."

Wenqing got into his car so inexplicably.

It was also a coincidence that the two of them had just closed the door, and the road stopped for more than ten minutes, and suddenly began to pass.

This congestion seems to have been deliberately designed for her to meet him, not sooner or later, so coincidental.

He said to the driver: "Don't go around the corner, go straight home."

"Okay, Sanye."

She looked at him: "Where did you just go? If you want to be busy, just put me down first, I can go back by myself."

"I was planning to go home."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror. Didn't San Ye just say that he was going to the clubhouse?

Huo Tingshen glared at the driver through the rearview mirror, and the driver immediately moved his gaze away. Without talking or thinking, he drove back to the villa honestly.

"Did something happen just now?"

The two sat in the back of the car, and after five minutes of silence, Huo Tingshen spoke.

"No, I just watched other people driving a luxury car and getting stuck on the road. It was funny. It turned out that being rich is not everything."

He was unhappy, opened his eyes and said nonsense, thinking he was a three-year-old child, "Then why are you crying."

"Crying for being poor, I don't even have the qualifications to sit in a car and scold traffic jams because there is no car."

Thinking of the thousand dollars she had just lost, her heart was cut, and she would never go out to eat with rich people anymore. Her purse was compressed and it hurt more than a contraction.

"It sounds like if you have a car, you will drive it."

She turned her head and glared at him, this man, whether his mouth should be so poisonous.

"Master driver, will you drive when you are born?"

The driver chuckled, "Miss made a laugh."

Warmly raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Tingshen provocatively: "Then it seems that the third master is born with strange bones. He is a person who can drive when he is born with a car."

The driver swallowed nervously.

This Miss Wen... is she going to die?

She even dared to be ashamed of who Sanye was.