Attack of the Adorable Kid

The Zhou family boy is Zhou Xiurui, who has returned from studying in Cambridge.

Wise and humorous, handsome and talented, he likes to challenge new things, and has become the successor of the Zhou family.

As soon as he returned to Hong Kong, he attracted the attention of many single ladies and daughters.

Huo Heng glanced at Zhou Xiurui, his eyes fell on Xia Cha, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Why, are you interested?"

As soon as Huo Heng finished speaking, Xia Cha had no time to say anything when he heard the dissatisfied voice of Mr. Huo, "The Zhou family boy is talented and personable, I think it goes well with a small tea."

Saying that, he glared at Huo Heng, "If you're like this, Xiaocha shouldn't be interested."

Huo Heng, "..."

Sir, whose grandfather are you?

Xia Cha was amused by Mr. Huo's words.

She has a classical appearance, smiles, clear eyebrows and indescribable beauty.

Even Zhou Xiurui glanced this way.

Seeing Zhou Xiurui's gaze, Mr. Huo walked over with Xia Cha.

A guest came to say hello to Huo Heng, but Huo Heng couldn't leave for a while.

Xia Cha had already stood in front of Zhou Xiurui.

Huo Heng swept to the back of Xia Cha's dress from the corner of his eyes, his breath stagnant slightly.

He had noticed her when she came.

But he didn't notice her back.

The back is hollow, with beautiful butterfly bones, slightly concave vertebrae, and a slender waist with a grip.

Huo Heng held the big hand of the wine glass and increased his strength.

"Mr. Huo, the project I just mentioned..."

The person who was talking to Huo Heng saw that he was distracted and cautiously reminded him.

Huo Heng raised the glass to the man, and his expression showed no change, "I won't talk about business today."

The man looked at Huo Heng, and he had dealt with him a few years ago. Before, he was frivolous, arrogant, arrogant, a typical straw bag.

Unexpectedly, he has become stable and cold now.

Time and experience can really reshape people.

Huo Heng drank the champagne in his glass, and out of the corner of his eyes, he fell on Zhou Xiurui and Xia Cha again.

The old man stood on the other side and went to talk to someone. At this moment, Zhou Xiurui and Xia Cha had no one else around.

Zhou Xiurui held the champagne in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket, looking at Xia Cha with a smile on his face.

Huo Heng could only see Xia Cha's profile, I don't know what Zhou Xiurui said, Xia Cha bent his lips and smiled.

She smiled, elegant and moving, like the gentle wind in March.

...

Zhou Xiurui knew Xia Cha, and he said that when she first debuted, he heard her songs.

is one of his fans.

Later, I learned that she had withdrawn from the circle, and I regretted it.

He has a single CD released by Xia Cha in his hand, and he hopes that when he sees her next time, she can sign him.

Xia Cha responded with a smile.

After chatting for a while, Xia Cha found Xia Mo and Jun Yuan again, and after talking to them for a while, went to the bathroom.

Because I visited the Huo family's old house last time, Xia Cha knew the location of the bathroom without asking the servants.

There was no one in the bathroom, so she went in to put on makeup and rubbed her heels.

I haven't worn stilettos for a while, and I've been standing for a long time, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

After washing your hands, wipe off the water with a paper towel.

She opened the door.

Just as soon as a crack was opened, the door of the bathroom was held down by a large hand.

Before Xia Cha could react, a tall figure squeezed in.

Xia Cha was taken aback.

The man moved faster than her, and with a click, the door was locked.

Immediately afterwards, the man grabbed Xia Cha's shoulders and pushed her to the door frame.

Xia Cha's first reaction was to push him, but he didn't move like a giant mountain.

The man's face was much calmer than hers.

Xia Cha's heart was beating like a drum, "If you want to go to the bathroom, you can wait for me to go out first."

The man looked down at her, too close, the faint aroma of wine on his body, as well as the refreshing breath, carried a bewitching connotation.

"No," he said.

Xia Cha looked up at him.

He just lowered his eyes, and the two of them looked at each other like this.

His jet-black hair was neatly groomed, and the bridge of his nose was so high that it almost touched the tip of her nose, and her slightly flustered look was reflected in his eyes.

Xia Cha was afraid of waiting for someone to come to the bathroom. After all, this is the old house of the Huo family, and the bathroom is not divided into male and female rooms in public.

Seeing her eyes staring straight at her, as if to see through the depths of her heart, she turned her face away unnaturally, "What are you doing?"

Her voice was nice, but when he questioned his tone like this, it was like a tenderness and resentment, and he looked at her eyes, which deepened a little.

He raised his big hand and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear.

The fingertips touched her delicate cheeks, making her eyelashes tremble slightly.

"What did you talk to Zhou Xiurui?" His tone was not strong, and his voice was even a little hoarse.

Xia Cha was trapped between his arms and the door frame, and the look in his eyes that seemed to look directly into his heart made her anxious and annoyed.

"Let go of me first, let's talk outside."

"It's right here."

Xia Cha could not wait to kick him.

"You don't care about my reputation at all?" If you are seen, I don't know what others will say.

He pursed his lower lip slightly and stopped talking.

Xia Cha was silent when she saw that he was moving now, and she was even more annoyed. She couldn't push him away, so she went to break his big hand on the door frame.

As soon as he broke it apart, he was firmly grasped into the palm of his hand.

"Huo Heng, what do you mean?"

"Don't listen to my grandfather, Zhou Xiurui is not for you."

Xia Cha slightly frowned.

"Then who do you think is suitable?" She forcibly withdrew her hand from his big palm.

His fingers hurt a little, so she lowered her eyes and rubbed.

At this moment, he replied with a word, "I."

Xia Cha once thought that she had auditory hallucinations.

"I still can't forget you. I tried hard, but I still can't."

Xia Cha looked down at the toes of the two next to each other, and her fingertips curled up unconsciously.

His low voice came from above her head, and her heart was ups and downs.

Huo Heng looked at the girl who kept her head down and didn't look at him. His slender fingers raised her small jaw.

She couldn't see anything unusual on her face, if she suddenly lost those long, trembling eyelashes.

"Can you give me a chance? If you still can't like me in the end, I won't force it."

Xia Cha's heart shrank slightly.

No more reluctance, then in the future, it will be a stranger.

It seemed like a century before she gave her answer.

"I can give you a chance, but it depends on your performance."

She has spoken very clearly and is willing to give him a chance to express.

She was only in her early twenties. Although she was no longer the same as before, she was still a young girl. She hoped that he could impress her in the way that boys pursue girls.

Huo Heng naturally understood Xia Cha's mind.

The first encounter between the two was not good, and she wanted to make up for her past regrets.

Huo Heng looked at Xia Cha's clear eyes, the tension in his heart turned into softness, "Okay."