Chapter 13
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Who, who was going to be romantic with him for one night?
Su Qingsang immediately became nervous after hearing Huo Jinyao's words.
Not to mention anything else, but they really did book a room upstairs. Wei Lenan's house was quite far from where the banquet was held. Su Qingsang's place was close to the hospital, but it was also a bit far from here.
Although she was Su Qingsang's illegitimate daughter, the Su family still had to keep up appearances. They had everything they needed. Naturally, they also booked a presidential suite on the top floor.
Huo Jinyao knew what was going on at first glance. Without another word, he led Su Qingsang upstairs.
Su Qingsang hadn't recovered from her nervousness when Huo Jinyao took her back to the room.
As the cold air blew in, Su Qingsang's rationality came back instantly.
She and Huo Jinyao were married today, but this husband and wife was fake. Since it was fake, there was no reason for them to do it again.
"That, Huo Jinyao, look at us …"
She turned around to face Huo Jinyao and wanted to explain, but she found that he was looking at the decorations in the room. Following his gaze, Su Qingsang's face turned red all the way to her neck.
Not to mention the gaudy roses that covered the floor in the room. Not to mention the white candlesticks in front of the dining table and the Western-style dishes.
There was a set of pajamas in the middle of the big bed. That was Shi Mengwan's wedding gift. She said it was mysterious before, but she didn't expect it to be waiting for her here.
The overly feminine design made Su Qingsang feel uncomfortable. She quickly walked forward and grabbed the light and small pajamas that couldn't cover anything and rolled it into a ball.
Just as she was about to throw it away, Huo Jinyao had already walked to her side.
He reached out his long arm to take the thing in her hand. Su Qingsang was nervous. Without thinking, she hid the "cloth" behind her.
"You, what are you doing?"
Huo Jinyao looked at her blushing face, and the smile in his eyes deepened. "I'm not doing anything. What are you doing? What are you hiding? "
Hiding what? What was she hiding? He clearly saw it all, but he said it on purpose.
Su Qingsang blushed. Shi Mengwan's gift made her very embarrassed. She was afraid that Huo Jinyao would misunderstand that she was just that impatient.
Seeing Huo Jinyao stretch out his hand, she transferred the thin fabric to her other hand without hesitation.
Huo Jinyao had already pulled her hand over to his. Instead of the pajamas, she was wearing a ring.
That was today's wedding ring, which had been prepared early in the morning. Wei Lenan had prepared it before. Wei Lenan and her were the ones who were going to get married, so naturally, he had prepared the ring.
"So ugly."
Su Qingsang raised her head to look at him. What did he mean?
"The ring is so ugly." Huo Jinyao took off the ring, put it on his palm, and looked at it. "Yang Wei picked it out, didn't he? It's really too ugly. "
"You —" Who's surname is Yang? Su Qingsang wanted to take the ring back. The ring was not ugly, and she had chosen it herself.
However, at that time, she only wanted to get rid of the Su family, so she didn't put much thought into it and just randomly picked one.
"Throw it away and get another one." As Huo Jinyao spoke, the ring flew out.
Su Qingsang's eyes widened, and she instinctively reached out to grab it. This ring cost more than a hundred thousand yuan. Even if it was really ugly, he didn't have to throw it away like that, did he?
What a big heart this man had. She was so anxious to grab it that she forgot about the pajamas in her other hand.
The moment she grabbed the ring, Huo Jinyao also successfully grabbed the pajamas in his hand.
Su Qingsang put the ring away and looked up to see Huo Jinyao with a faint smile on his lips. He opened the pajamas in front of her.
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