To My Dear Mr. Huo

When Su Qingsang arrived at this time, he felt that there were some things he could say clearly: "Huo Jinyao. The day before yesterday, I made such a request to you when I lost my head in a panic."

"I thank you for helping to clear the siege. But we still don't fit."

"If you think you want to find a woman who can live the rest of your life with peace of mind and love your husband and children, then I'm not suitable."

"You don't have to do these things either, because I don't."

"I think, maybe after this period of time, we can get a divorce."

"After all, we all know that yesterday was just a stopgap, and the two of us were just—"

Before the words "fake husband and wife" were spoken, Huo Jinyao's hand held hers at this time.

His palms are slender. The joints are distinct but warm and scorching hot. Su Qingsang was stunned for a moment, then instinctively looked up at him.

"I won't get a divorce."

The sonorous and powerful five words were so serious that Su Qingsang's heart was shocked, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"you--"

"You are my wife and we are married. So there will be no divorce."

Su Qingsang couldn't say what happened next, and he didn't know what to say. Huo Jinyao in front of him seemed to be a different person, with such serious eyes, such concentration, and—

Su Qingsang was a little frightened by that look, and instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but Huo Jinyao let go first.

"Besides, I don't have a job now, and I'm still pointing at you to support me."

Huo Jinyao was serious for only three seconds, and then his face became condescending again: "You also said that I helped you a lot. You don't want to leave me."

"you--"

This person really is.

Su Qingsang didn't know what to say anymore. When Huo Jinyao looked at her with such serious eyes just now, she felt a little nervous.

But who would have thought that this guy was actually pretending.

Not much loss, not to mention unpleasant. Su Qingsang calmed down at this moment, but it was okay.

There is not a single example of a happy marriage around her, and those love stories that only exist in books are very far away for her.

If Huo Jinyao just wanted her to support him, it would not be difficult.

This is the best and safest relationship. If he was serious, then she really had to worry.

Su Qingsang, who was relieved, also had the mind to taste the food on the table.

Su Qingsang has lived in the Su family since he was a child, and is almost a semi-transparent person. Also developed the habit of not speaking.

But Huo Jinyao has no such scruples. He will serve her vegetables at one time and soup for her.

Su Qingsang was very uncomfortable. She is a doctor, and she is obsessed with cleanliness. She really can't stand it. You eat my saliva, and I eat yours.

"I'll take it myself, you can eat it yourself."

"You are my wife, of course I will serve you."

Huo Jinyao still had that condescending smile on his face, Su Qingsang frowned slightly.

I wanted to say the words that I felt dirty, but I still couldn't say it.

"I've eaten, you can eat it yourself."

Putting down the bowl, Su Qingsang intends to continue to finish his thesis. Huo Jinyao reached out to her.

"what?"

"The key. There is also the door card." Huo Jinyao looked at Su Qingsang for granted: "I still have luggage in the hotel, and I plan to move it here later. Shouldn't you give me the door card and key?"

Su Qingsang's lips moved, as if it was at this moment that he really realized something.

Asking God is easy to send God. Now it is not easy for her to get rid of Huo Jinyao. Because he just entangled her.

This realization made Su Qingsang's mood a little more subtle once again.