To My Dear Mr. Huo

Huo Jinyao took two steps before realizing Su Qingsang's hesitation, and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Su Qingsang shook his head gently, but insisted on taking off the ring. Huo Jinyao helped her put it back on again.

"What's wrong? Don't like it?"

"No." Su Qingsang looked at Huo Jinyao's face and seemed to be thinking about what to say: "I think this is too exaggerated. Why did you buy such a big diamond ring? I don't want to wear it too ostentatiously."

Whether the ring is real or fake, it's too ostentatious to wear.

Huo Jinyao scratched his head: "Don't all of you women like the bigger the ring, the better? The brighter the diamond, the better?"

It is not easy to find such a large pink diamond with such good quality. She doesn't like it at all?

"who said it?"

Su Qingsang didn't want to argue with him anymore: "It's alright. I have received your wishes. I'd better put this away. It's really inappropriate."

Huo Jinyao just watched Su Qingsang put the ring, which he had spent more than 80 million, specially ordered from Paris, and put it in the drawer of the dresser.

The corners of his mouth twitched: "Wife—"

"Okay. Let's go eat."

"Wife—" Huo Jinyao grabbed her hand, and the grievances on his face became more and more serious: "You really don't think I bought a fake one?"

Su Qingsang's forehead jumped. never mind. She is crazy to think that this man has another identity.

In her eyes, she only saw Huo Jinyao like a big golden retriever.

"Not really."

Huo Jinyao still seemed unhappy, Su Qingsang couldn't see him like this, glared at him and left the room.

After dinner, Huo Jinyao took Su Qingsang out to go shopping, but Su Qingsang was unwilling to move.

"You can either go for a walk with me or wear that ring."

Huo Jinyao played a rogue. Su Qingsang almost laughed angrily. Who is like this?

"I said, your ring is too big and too ostentatious to wear."

Even if it's fake, it's very noticeable, okay?

"Then go for a walk with me." Huo Jinyao squeezed her hand: "We have been married for so long, and we haven't walked together yet."

The corners of Su Qingsang's mouth twitched, and Huo Jinyao dragged the door halfway.

She lives in an apartment close to the city center. After dinner, the two of them walked hand in hand on the road near the community.

Turning left on a street corner is a park, and turning right on a street corner is a big shopping mall.

Su Qingsang has moved here for so long, but he has never visited this neighborhood once.

This would be held by Huo Jinyao to go shopping, but it gave birth to a bit of interest.

"Qingsang, this dress is pretty good. Go try it on."

When the two walked past the window of a boutique, Huo Jinyao stopped and pointed to a dress inside and looked at Su Qingsang.

"No, I have clothes." She didn't pay much attention to food and clothing.

"Try it." Huo Jinyao pulled her in and said, "I think you must look good in it."

Su Qingsang glanced at the LOGO on the door, and then at Huo Jinyao.

"Come."

Unable to resist Huo Jinyao's enthusiasm, Su Qingsang had to follow him in to try on clothes.

It was a black lace dress. Su Qingsang looks gentle and beautiful, she really doesn't think she is suitable for clothes with such a surname.

But Huo Jinyao insisted, she had to try it.

Huo Jinyao was guarding outside and stood up when he saw her come out.

Black mystery, lace surname sense. Combining the two, Su Qingsang looks completely different from before.

"That's it." Huo Jinyao admired.

Su Qingsang turned around uncomfortably, and looked at Huo Jinyao from the mirror: "Really good-looking?"

The clothes are too close to the body, she is not used to it.

"Very nice." Huo Jinyao's words were recognized by the clerk.

He took out another skirt and handed it to her: "Let's try this one too."

"No need?" That one was bright red, and Su Qingsang never liked to dress too brightly.

"Try it. You don't need any money to try it anyway."

When Huo Jinyao was talking, the phone rang. He took out his phone and glanced at it, his expression changed slightly.

One more.