Huo ting and Xiao Yingting's facial contour was tight. Smith's words were really a blow to him.

He never knew the reason why Shen Qingqing loved white camellia so much, and never studied the so-called flower language. All he knew was that she liked white camellia, so he planted a garden full of white camellia for her, which was no big deal.

But he never understood her!

"I see, thank you!" Huo tingxiao said faintly. Then he looked at the white camellia planted by himself in the garden, but the smile on his lips was extremely ironic.

Even if I know now, so what?

He and Shen Qingqing can't go back after all!

After a pause, he turned back and said, "go back!"

"OK!" Smith nodded. Without further delay, he directly carried the medicine box and left.

At this end, Shen Qingqing took a bath. She wanted to find her own clothes, but she couldn't find them anyway. She had to find clothes in the cloakroom in the master bedroom. But looking at these frightening expensive skirts, she really didn't dare to wear them. She was afraid that Huo tingxiao would calculate her because of this. After all, she has no money and spare energy to entangle with him now.

She searched in the cloakroom for a long time before she found an old white dress. She also recognized the dress. It was the white dress that Huo tingxiao wore when she proposed to her with gardenia under the banyan tree of the Shen family.

Unexpectedly, it's still there after so many years!

Speaking of it, the dress was her own, so she chose to wear it. After all, she didn't want to owe him anything.

After putting on her clothes, Shen Qingqing opened the door and went downstairs. However, she saw that millet porridge and some small dishes had been arranged on the table, and Huo tingxiao sat in the main seat, as if waiting for her.

When he saw Shen Qingqing put on that dress, he seemed to see Shen Qingqing, who was 18 that year when he proposed to her. He thought everything had returned to the original origin.

But the next second, Shen Qingqing's cold look broke his fantasy.

Up to now, Huo tingxiao doesn't think that Shen Qingqing chose this dress for nostalgia. So many clothes in the wardrobe were bought for her, so most of the tags were not taken off.

She didn't choose those expensive clothes. I'm afraid she didn't want to owe him. Maybe she would feel that if she wore his expensive clothes, he would threaten her.

Thinking of this, Huo tingxiao smiled bitterly, while Shen Qingqing looked at him and walked straight out of the villa, but she was pulled back by Huo tingxiao before she went out. She sat down next to the table and brought her a bowl of millet porridge.

"Drink this bowl of porridge!" he said coldly, "when you finish drinking, I'll let you go!"

Shen Qingqing smiled. His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. There was no emotion on his face. He just looked at him and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll poison!"

"Shen Qingqing -" Huo tingxiao's calm look was broken by Shen Qingqing's short words, and a pair of Phoenix eyes became cold.

The woman in front of her still smiled, "I remember Mr. Huo once said that if I want to die, even if my life is cheap, I have to cherish my life, don't I?"

Huo tingxiao didn't expect to be used by Shen Qingqing to block his mouth by what he had said. With a cold face, he picked up the millet porridge in front of him and drank it without hesitation!

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