"Uncle?"
Su Qingsang blinked and looked at the person in front of her. She found that she had been seeing Zhang Yichen more often recently.
But it didn't seem to be a coincidence. After all, the Huo Family was Zhang Yichen's uncle's home. He could come and go as he pleased without any scruples.
"Hmm." Zhang Yichen looked at Su Qingsang and responded to the word 'uncle' in a very casual tone.
He seemed to be smiling just now. The corners of his mouth were still curled up, with a faint, shallow smile.
Su Qingsang wasn't sure how much of her conversation with the parrot he had heard. Somehow, she felt a little embarrassed.
It seemed that whenever she appeared in front of him, she wouldn't look good.
"Uncle, are you here for Grandpa? Grandpa went out. He's not home. "
"I know." Zhang Yichen was here for Old Master Huo. He didn't know until later that Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao only came to the Huo Family's house on weekends.
He wanted to avoid Su Qingsang when she came. Unexpectedly, he didn't manage to avoid her.
He didn't expect Su Qingsang to be at home. Not only was she at home, but she was also playing with the parrot in the backyard.
When she smiled, there was a hint of innocence and frankness in it. She didn't have the arrogance that other girls in Rong City had. She looked as cute as a girl next door.
But he knew that was only one side of her. She had many other sides.
She was cunning when she was trying to blackmail the family members, and she was serious when she was stitching up people's wounds. And she was arrogant and aggressive when she was facing that man's subordinates.
The last thing that flashed through his mind was Su Qingsang's smooth shoulders that were half-exposed when she was soaking in the hot spring, and her jade-like skin.
Realizing what he was thinking, he put on a serious expression, and the smile on his face faded a little.
He looked so serious that Su Qingsang thought he didn't want to see her. Well, she was the one who saw him hiding in the closet in a sorry state.
"Then, Uncle, please help yourself. I'm leaving."
She was about to walk into the house when Zhang Yichen suddenly stopped her when she was about to walk past him. "Don't move."
Su Qingsang was startled and subconsciously glanced at him.
Zhang Yichen realized that his tone was too stiff. He lowered his voice uncomfortably and said, "There's something dirty."
"Where?"
"Don't move." Zhang Yichen raised his hand and gently plucked a feather out of her hair. She looked at him with hidden eagerness in her eyes.
However, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed. That was the result of him trying his best to restrain himself.
Su Qingsang didn't see the look on Zhang Yichen's face. When he brought the feather to her, she lowered her head and said, "Thank you."
The corners of Zhang Yichen's mouth were cold and stiff. Even his voice was lower. "No need."
Su Qingsang didn't stay long because of his cold attitude. She left as fast as she could.
Zhang Yichen stood there without moving. After Su Qingsang left, the expression on his face relaxed a little.
He closed his eyes and sniffed. There was still the faint fragrance of Su Qingsang in the air.
Zhang Yichen abruptly opened his eyes and looked at a spot in the garden.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he keenly sensed that someone was spying on him just now. The feeling of being watched was very obvious.
If he hadn't been distracted just now, he would have realized it.
Zhang Yichen's expression was serious. He stared in that direction for a long time, but the feeling disappeared.
His face darkened slightly. He suddenly realized that he had been too careless.
He should have been more careful not to let anyone see anything. After all, he could restrain that little bit of lustful thoughts.
But was it really just a little bit? They had only met a few times, and they had only interacted for a short time. But he couldn't help but think about it.
If only she wasn't Huo Jinyao's wife. If only she hadn't gotten married so early.
He even thought that if the person she married was him, would she also show such a gentle smile in front of him, with a tinge of shyness?
Closing his eyes, Zhang Yichen suppressed this crazy thought in time.
He clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
He couldn't think about it anymore. If someone found out about it, it wouldn't end well for him and Su Qingsang.
Zhang Yichen glanced at the place again, thinking about the possibility of who was there. Finally, he turned and left.
…
When Su Qingsang got home, she found that Huo Jinyao had come home earlier than her. She was a little surprised.
Ms. Yu was cooking in the kitchen, while Huo Jinyao was sitting on a chair on the balcony. It was so cold outside, but he didn't come in.
He didn't notice that she was back. Su Qingsang frowned, put down the things, changed her shoes, and walked out.
"Jinyao?"
Huo Jinyao turned around and smiled when he saw Su Qingsang. "You're back?"
Su Qingsang blinked and looked at him. The lights on the balcony were off. She seemed to have seen a flash of gloominess in Huo Jinyao's eyes.
But now, he was only looking at her with a faint smile, as if that emotion just now was her illusion.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Why did you come out here to stand in the cold wind alone?"
The heating in Rong City hadn't been turned off yet, so it was very cold outside.
She felt cold even standing there, not to mention how long he had been standing in the cold wind.
Su Qingsang suddenly reached out and held his hand. She found that his hand was not as warm as it used to be. Instead, it was ice-cold.
Su Qingsang glared at him. "Huo Jinyao, you call this okay?"
The concern in her eyes was real. Huo Jinyao looked at her and suddenly reached out to pull her into his arms.
Su Qingsang was stunned for a second, then hugged him with both hands around his waist.
His clothes were cold from the wind. She leaned her face against it, feeling a little uncomfortable from the coldness.
"Huo Jinyao." She didn't look up, but slightly tightened her arms. "I'm your wife. You can tell me if you need anything. "
"Yes. Maybe I can't help you with your business. I can't even help you with other things. But at least I can listen. "
Su Qingsang's voice was very soft, but it sounded in the dark night.
Huo Jinyao was still silent. He couldn't say it. He looked at Su Qingsang and thought about what Maica said in the afternoon.
He couldn't say it. He couldn't tell Su Qingsang that his mother, his father, his cousin, and his uncle, almost everyone didn't want him to live well.
Huo Jinyao closed his eyes and rested his chin on the top of Su Qingsang's head.
There was a light fragrance in her hair, and he felt that the smell was very comfortable. Her body was very soft. Compared to his figure, it was delicate and soft. Hugging her in his arms, it made his heart soften.
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