Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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The office was so big and empty that the girl’s voice stirred the cold air, condensing with a sweetness that made people tremble.
Huo Yunshen stood still, with his cool five fingers covering the back of her hand, and knowingly asked, “You came to give a present to ‘him’, who is ‘he’?”
Yan Qing’s nose rubbed against his back, and she answered obediently, “It’s you, Huo Yunshen.”
Her husband was wronged, so the meaning of this question should be hoping that she would say something nice to coax him…
She pondered for a while and prepared to organize a series of sweet and tender little love words. He turned around suddenly, pulled her hands covering his eyes down and wrapped them around his waist, then leaned down and hugged her into his arms.
Yan Qing bumped into his trembling chest and fell into the familiar cold embrace.
He had the kind of strength that could easily break people’s hands. She used to feel panic when she was hugged like this, when did she start enjoying it… She had an indescribable sense of stability, as if she was so strongly needed by him and that she was safe enough.
Her ears had become hot.
It seemed… her husband still preferred physical contact to verbal comfort.
Yan Qing couldn’t help tightening her arms and hugging him back hard, as she muttered: “Shenshen, I’m sorry, I only learned about the Weibo incident today…”
Huo Yunshen closed his eyes deeply and responded in a low voice, unable to speak for a while.
After being separated from her for a few days, he was constantly thinking about what Dr. He’s phrase “your wife likes you” meant.
Was it just a little favour that Qingqing gave him? Maybe he was not as good as the girls in the show, not to mention Su Li, whom she regarded as her idol, maybe they were all far superior to him in her heart.
He was not unique to Qingqing, she liked many people, and he was just one of those.
Extreme thoughts kept tormenting him. He didn’t dare to go to the show team or meet her without authorization, for fear that in case of a morbid attack, he would do crazy things and wipe out the little feelings Qingqing had for him.
He was full of violence and wanted everyone who separated her from him to disappear.
But there was still a hint of humble hope, maybe Qingqing would come to him and tell him…he was more important than others.
Yan Qing touched the man’s tense muscles and seemed to feel something, guessing what he was thinking, she raised her face and said honestly, “I didn’t mean to quarrel with you, and I don’t think Su Li is really good, that evening I thought you were looking for faults. So, when I was angry, I spoke for him… I didn’t realize that you were…”
“What is it.”
Yan Qing blinked and chose a word carefully: “You were jealous, right?”
Huo Yunshen turned her round little head so as to not let her see his expression, he was silent for a long time, and then gave a low “um”.
Yan Qing felt distressed and also wanted to laugh.
Mr. Huo’s way of being jealous was so cute. He didn’t speak straight, but he went to her to spread the other party’s black material over the phone. When he was refuted, he was so angry that he stuck to his guns and made trouble.
The corners of her mouth curved upwards, and she was about to stab him in the chest with a few words, when her stomach suddenly rumbled.
Yan Qing was stupid.
She was so embarrassed!
She really didn’t eat at night, but she couldn’t cry in his arms because she was hungry!
Yan Qing frowned and covered her stomach, trying to hide it. Hearing this the man smiled slightly above her head, he wrapped his arms around her and dialed an extension number with the other, ordering a few things she liked to eat.
It was alright, she was so humiliated, she wanted to go to her house.
Yan Qing was paralyzed, her image as the fairy wife was completely ruined, and she said dejectedly: “I’m not hungry, really.”
Huo Yunshen rubbed her red earlobe gently: “I’m hungry, I haven’t eaten today, will you accompany me?”
…accompany me, can you not accompany me?
When she provoked him, he also had a way to make her regret it.
Yan Qing touched Mr. Huo’s silk shirt in her hand, remembered her main purpose, and pointed to the back embarrassedly: “I brought you a Christmas present, it’s… a sweater that I knitted by myself, and I knitted it by feeling. So, it can’t be guaranteed to fit, and it’s not a good yarn, don’t…”
She didn’t have a chance to say the word “disgusted”, before Huo Yunshen’s chest heaving obviously became faster, and he asked in a solemn voice, “Who else did you give it to?”
Yan Qing, dazed: “It’s only for you, I’ve knitted this one for several nights, and another one would have cost me my life!”
She said, “I made a small pendant for others, it’s very easy, it’s more difficult for you, see if you like it or not, and if you don’t like it, just press the bottom of the box and don’t say it.”
Huo Yunshen’s dark eyes were smeared with light, he strode over to pick up the bag, and cherished the neatly folded sweater inside.
Dark grey, soft, his size.
She knitted it for him stitch by stitch, and it still had her residual warmth.
Yan Qing jumped up to him briskly, teasing: “Is Mr. Huo secretly envious of other people’s small pendants? Don’t need to be now, this is what I want to give you.”
Her lips were red, and her eyes were clear as if they had been washed. Like when she was a student, she unconsciously said provocative words.
Huo Yunshen grabbed the sweater, replied “not envious” to her, and took a step closer to her with burning eyes.
The man’s aggression quietly intensified, she reflexively stepped back and was blocked by his large desk. She felt the danger and wanted to slip away, but before she could do so, she was pushed to the table.
Yan Qing sat on the edge of the table, and it was as if she had gone back to that early morning when she was kissed deeply, so she turned away blushing, Huo Yunshen lowered his head, stared at her and asked, “Why did you knit a sweater for me?”
She said stubbornly: “…No reason, if you don’t want it, give it back to me.”
He gritted his teeth tightly: “Do you like Su Li or not?”
Yan Qing couldn’t bear to be angry with him anymore and lowered her eyes to tell the truth: “I did like him at first, I saw him sing before, and I only paid attention to him as an idol for a while. Now, we have a relationship i.e., between an ordinary tutor and player. Yes, the netizens who eat melons are willing to match us, why should we care?”
“Then what about me?”
Yan Qing’s heart skipped a beat.
“In front of me, you defended him.”
When Yan Qing heard the accusation, she rushed out: “How can he compare with you!”
Huo Yunshen’s deep breath became heavier: “So, for you, I am, what?”
Yan Qing was completely shrouded in the small space he circled, and her heart rate was completely unbalanced and chaotic.
What was he, she didn’t have the courage to explore the answer.
“I…” She avoided her gaze, “I should go back…” Before she could finish her sentence, there was the sound of the rollers of a food delivery cart in the corridor outside the door. A few seconds later, the door was knocked. Yan Qing was afraid that their state might be seen by others, so, she jumped off the table.
Huo Yunshen’s reaction was faster than her, and he didn’t seem to be faking at all. His fingers “accidentally” hooked the coffee cup next to him, and half the cup of warm dark liquid happened to spill on Yan Qing.
The cape coat, the skirt of the light-colored dress, and the stockings under the skirt were all smeared by coffee and became thoroughly wet.
The knocking on the door continued, Huo Yunshen decisively picked her up from the table, took her to the rest suite in the office, put her gently on the bed, and said solemnly, “Dear, there are clothes in the closet, change them yourself, I’ll deal with the food, wait for me to come back and try the sweater on.”
The door to the suite was closed, and Yan Qing sat on Mr. Huo’s bed in her wet clothes, seriously suspecting that what he did, was intentional.
Too bad there was no evidence! Soon Yan Qing figured it out, even if there was evidence, anyway, she couldn’t deal with a capitalist who deliberately set up traps.
The coffee on her body was warm just after being poured, but now it felt cold and uncomfortable. Yan Qing took off her coat first and ran to open the wardrobe door, and was shocked after seeing the black, white and grey men’s clothing in the closet.
This was called… having clothes, change them yourself?
Yan Qing rummaged through and found nothing she could wear, but unexpectedly her attention was attracted by a bag hidden deep in the wardrobe. The bag was open, and the inside had…
Those small pendants that she sent out!!!
Yan Qing was stunned, remembering that Ouyang had indeed said that some people were secretly paying high prices for them in the past two days, she thought that it was fans who wanted to buy them, but it turned out to be him, but this person just said “not envious” so calmly.
Duplicity, why was he, so cute.
Yan Qing laughed out loud, and when she was dragging the bag out, she accidentally came across a sandalwood box that was placed in one of the shelfs. It was very delicate, like a collection of valuables, and it contained a pile of yellowed notes.
The top one was written in pen, and it seemed to be from a girl: “Don’t go out to fight after school, I brought you dinner.”
Yan Qing was slightly startled and couldn’t help picking it up.
They were all such tiny messages, which had some playful expressions drawn on them occasionally, and they seemed to be overflowing with the softest concern.
“You hurt your back again, be careful not to get wet.”
“It’s hot, do you want ice water, I’ll put it on your desk.”
“Don’t skip class, if you can’t, I can teach you.”
Yan Qing squatted on the ground, flipping through them, until the last one was covered with dry tears.
She wrote: “I’m going out to choose breakfast, will come back soon, wait for me.”
Yan Qing hugged her knees, her heart tangled like a thorny vine, digging into her flesh.
These belonged to Yun Qing.
Huo Yunshen’s true love.
No matter how much she imitated her, she was just a fake.
Yan Qing wanted to put the note saway, but as she picked the last one with her fingers, she always felt that an invisible string was being plucked in her mind.
She carefully looked at Yun Qing’s handwriting. She had practiced calligraphy. It was very beautiful, and she also had her own style. When writing, she always had a small tick, which was not easy to be noticed.
That morning in the old house…
Yan Qing pressed her temples and thought, she wrote the same note, why did every one of her swipes also had a faint tick.
She often wrote in English in Canada, and her hands were a little stiff when she was just recovering, so her Chinese characters were always crooked. Later, when she recovered, she didn’t make any serious strokes. Now, when she recalled, she couldn’t remember what her own words looked like.
Yan Qing couldn’t tell where the persistence came from, so she found a sticky note and pen on the bedside table and rewrote the sentence.
The adult writing was not very similar to the girl’s, but… every one of them had a small tick.
Yan Qing put the two pieces of paper together and held her head in confusion. Was she too obsessed with Yun Qing? After seeing Yun Qing’s handwriting, she subconsciously copied it…
Otherwise…was it a coincidence again?
But how could two different people overlap so much.
The office outside was quiet again, Huo Yunshen was walking towards her, Yan Qing hurriedly packed up the notes and went to greet him obediently, pretending to be okay.
Huo Yunshen pushed the door open, frowning, “Why didn’t you change?”
Yan Qing tilted her head: “The clothes are all yours…”
“What’s mine is yours, you can wear a shirt.” He came in, closed the door with his backhand, and looked down at her, “It’s easy to catch a cold when wet. How can you go to the show if you get sick, and the skirt can be washed.”
Yan Qing bit her lip and made up her mind that she would not wear his shirt.
She protected her collar, and said, very principled: “I won’t catch a cold. The skirt is not expensive, so I won’t wash it.”
He had prepared for it.
Huo Yunshen’s face had half a smile, and he had an excellent reason: “Of course it’s not expensive, it’s only 100,000 yuan.”
Yan Qing’s eyes widened. She asked still being in shock, “How much?”
He said, “It can still be recovered, but you only have 20 minutes.”
Yan Qing took a deep breath, hurriedly pulled a shirt and a long bathrobe from the closet, hurried into the bathroom, quickly changed her skirt and threw it to her husband: “Quick wash. Hurry up and wash it! 100,000 yuan must not hit me in the head!”
The coat, skirt, and stockings were sent to dry cleaning, Yan Qing could only put on Mr. Huo’s shirt and wrap the bathrobe that was long enough to mop the floor.
It looked like… she couldn’t go back.
But in this suite, there was only one queen sized bed.
She stuck her head out, lowered her eyes, and asked pitifully, “Shenshen, can you trouble Min Jing or someone else to help me buy a set of clothes, whatever…”
Huo Yunshen poked the tip of her nose, and he simply replied, “No.”
“It’s not too late, there is a shopping mall nearby.”
Huo Yunshen clarified: “This is not the point.
“I dirtied the clothes because I want my Christmas deer to sleep with me.”
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Ahhhhh,love it so much 🙂 they really are so cute… thank you for all your hard work