The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 275

"Mr. Huo, you have always been wrong about things and people. I have something wrong. Please bear with me. If you are dissatisfied with me, you can take it out on me, but please don't target Luo Che."

Luo Zhibin was polite, even if he argued hard, he didn't have much confidence at all: "I do things by myself, as long as Luo Shi is safe and sound, no matter what punishment you give me, I will be happy to accept it."

"I don't care about Luo Shi." Huo Yanzheng embraced Chu Wan's slender shoulders, and looked at Luo Zhibin's cold eyes without any warmth: "The attack on Luo Shi was also on a whim, I just want to make Wanwan feel better .”

The implication is that he only dealt with Luo Shi to please Chu Wan.

Otherwise, Roche is not worth mentioning at all.

When Luo Zhibin heard it, Qingjun's face turned pale in an instant. He never thought that the heavy pressure and difficult predicament he was carrying was just to make Chu Wan feel better.

The rise and fall of the Luo family was actually in the hands of Chu Wan.

Even he is helpless.

How capable Huo Yanzheng is, needless to say, the fact that he has used countless guns and bullets in the past has already been verified.

Huo Yanzheng wanted Luo Shi to change hands, even if he disapproved, he had no power to resist.

"Wanwan has been soft-hearted towards me since she was a child. The matter of Luo Shi's change of owner is just an expression of Wanwan's temper. In fact, Wanwan misses me in her heart. After all, our childhood sweethearts, the friendship established over the years is incomparable to others .”

Compared to Huo Yanzheng's seriousness, Luo Zhibin suddenly felt that it was not so unbearable for Chu Wan to make fun of Luo Shi.

Luo Zhibin felt a little uneasy, without Chu Wan's favoritism, he could only bow low in front of Huo Yanzheng, who was calling the wind and rain.

He didn't dare to be arrogant at all.

Huo Yanzheng's expression was cool, and his cold and bitter breath suddenly increased. He looked at Luo Zhibin with heavy eyes, as if looking at a moldy and discarded cotton jacket, full of hostility and murderous intent.

Chu Wan felt the menacing aura around Huo Yanzheng that had been tightly suppressed but gradually began to expand. She stroked the back of Huo Yanzheng's hand, following the coldness in his heart like a hair.

When Huo Yanzheng's mood relaxed, she looked directly at Luo Zhibin, and said with a sneer: "You said I was vicious, if I didn't do something, it wouldn't be worthy of the name, and you asked Yan Zheng to deal with you!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Wan saw Luo Zhibin's thin body staggering slightly, and almost fell, but Chu Wan couldn't feel any pity.

She snuggled up to Huo Yanzheng intimately, as if she had lost the patience to deal with Luo Zhibin anymore. Then, she turned her head and looked up at Huo Yanzheng, her slightly alienated eyes gradually softened.

She said to Huo Yanzheng: "I still have work later, since you bought milk tea, we should go back."

The painting is not finished yet, although she is not in a hurry, but instead of wasting time chatting with Luo Zhibin here, she might as well go back and continue working.

Huo Yanzheng naturally had no objection, he gouged Luo Zhibin with a cold knife, and left with his arms around Chu Wan.

Luo Zhibin, who was standing there, was dumbfounded, superimposed with horror and panic, heaving in his hot chest, he didn't expect that Chu Wan didn't lie to him, she really came with Huo Yanzheng.

And she didn't come here for him, it just happened that the concert venue happened to be here.

The person she was waiting for was not him, but someone else.

When he came, she didn't necessarily look forward to it, let alone rejoice.

She seemed to have inexplicable indifference and impatience towards him.

Luo Zhibin's heart was raised high, and then he put it down heavily. However, Chu Wan's attitude towards him was not the most fatal. What made him even more confused was Huo Yanzheng's firm statement that Luo Shi had changed hands.

Huo Yanzheng is a man of his word, not just to scare him.

However, even if Huo Yanzheng really wanted to get serious about Luo Shi, he couldn't stop him.

Luo Zhibin wanted to change Huo Yanzheng's decision, he didn't want to see himself and Luo Shi ruined like this.

Suddenly, Luo Zhibin put aside the confusion in his mind, crossed the road, and ran towards Chu Wan and Huo Yanzheng.

The moment Chu Wan was about to close the car door, Luo Zhibin held the door with one hand.

He wanted to say something soft, to plead for mercy, to beg for mercy, but when he met Chu Wan's unwavering gaze, the words he wanted to blurt out were choked in his throat, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

In the end, when the words came out of his mouth, they became another meaning. His gaze paused, and he fixed on the milk tea that Chu Wan was holding in both hands.

He said: "Wanwan, you don't like mangoes. When you bought milk tea in the past, you never bought mango-flavored milk tea. If you like milk tea, give me some time, and I can go to the store to change it for you. Flavored milk tea."

It's not that he cares about her too much, it's just that when she was with him before, she whispered in his ear many times that she doesn't like mango.

Therefore, every time she buys milk tea, she avoids mango-flavored milk tea.

These memories have long been hidden in the corner of Luo Zhibin's mind, and he has no way to remember them. If he hadn't suddenly seen the mango milk tea that Chu Wan was holding in both hands, he would not have remembered it either.

Chu Wan looked at Luo Zhibin without emotion, her face was pale and without a smile, her eyelids showed indifference, she didn't reply to Luo Zhibin's words, but slammed the car door.

Whether she likes mangoes or mango-flavored milk tea has nothing to do with Luo Zhibin, she doesn't need to explain to him.

After closing the car door, Chu Wan fastened her seat belt, turned her head to Huo Yanzheng, her expression was not as cold and indifferent to Luo Zhibin, but gentle, joyful, and happy.

"It's been a long time since I came out this trip. It must be late when we return to the Imperial Garden." The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow was gushing out. The journey back to the Imperial Garden lasted for an hour and a half, and it took half a circle around the city.

Huo Yanzheng firmly controlled the steering wheel and drove the car, "Although I got back a little late, but tomorrow is the weekend, so I don't need to be so busy."

"Indeed, you don't need to get up early tomorrow." There was a drawing competition recently, and it was not that Chu Wan didn't participate, but she was really busy, but she didn't have a little spare time.

Her working hours are flexible, tight for a while and loose for a while. If she really wants to relax, she doesn't have to touch work on weekends, as long as she finishes the leftover work afterwards.

"If you're not busy, you can get up at noon, and you can sleep as long as you want." Huo Yanzheng steered the car in the direction of the car with one hand, and stretched out the other hand towards her, as if casually resting on the white tenderness on her lap tiny hand.

Chu Wan lowered her eyebrows, her heart beat half a beat faster: "Actually, Yan Zheng, I'm not that sleepy."

Usually, she wakes up late, at least, most of the time, when she wakes up, Huo Yanzheng has already gone to work, so she can't see him.

However, how late it is to say, that is not necessarily the case.

It was less than eight o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, and Bin Cheng had just woken up from a deep sleep and fell into a wave of noise. The time she woke up was not too early, but it was not too late either.

(End of this chapter)