Chapter 4 Violent Blocks
"I should go back." Xia Qing said tearfully in front of Huo Ting, "Mr. Huo, thank you."

She wanted to run, but Huo Ting held her back and pulled her wrist towards his arms, "Don't go! Are we still as bad as before?"

She wanted to struggle, but Huo Ting held her tightly in his arms.

Xia Qing's white fist rested tightly on Huo Ting's heart, and her pure oval face was hidden in his arms. If he was still the old Huo Ting, it would be great if he wasn't the second son of the Huo family worth hundreds of millions.

She didn't want him to have nothing for her, and she didn't want him to betray all relatives for her. Why didn't he hide it from her for the rest of his life?

"Next time, I won't hurt you again." Tears welled up in Huo Ting's black eyes, and the man's tone could not hide his self-blame, but he unconsciously retracted the hand that touched Xia Qing's back. tight.

When Huo Ting's black Land Rover slowly drove into Pingquan Road, Hejiang District, it drove along the way, causing many people on the street to stop and drive lively.

Although this area also belongs to the urban area of ​​Seoul, it is a notoriously violent neighborhood. The potholes on the road show the oldness and depression of this street.

On both sides of the asphalt road, there are women standing at the door of their house cursing the street, children dragging a pair of tattered shoes running and playing on the street, their small black bodies are running tirelessly under the scorching sun, and flies are buzzing in the scorching sun Hum flapping the wings.

The Land Rover drove by, the dust kicked up on the ground and everything around it made the appearance of this car look so incongruous.

As soon as Xia Qing stepped into the hut on the third floor, she saw her mother's shoes at the door. The girl shouted excitedly, "Mom." After hearing the movement outside the door, Zhang Huishu, who was tidying up the bedroom, came out to welcome her.

"Qingqing." Zhang Huishu took Xia Qing's hand and kept watching, "Where did you go, you silly boy."

"Mom, I miss you so much." Xia Qing hugged Zhang Huishu tightly, and glanced sideways at Huo Ting, the man's deep eyes were full of smiles, Xia Qing cried with joy and snuggled into Zhang Huishu's arms.

After the mother and daughter comforted each other for a while, Zhang Huishu said sternly, "Teacher Huo has come to see you twice. Where did you go, you silly girl? I won't tell my family either."

"Aunt Zhang, don't call me Teacher Huo anymore, just call me Xiao Huo as before." Huo Ting was afraid that Zhang Huishu would continue to embarrass Xia Qing, so the man looked at Xia Qing, then Zhang Huishu and said, "School organization After an internship, I took Qingqing over to see the environment, and she has to start teaching as an intern in her junior year!"

After Huo Ting finished speaking, Xia Qing didn't dare to look at him, the girl lowered her head, he always did this, she didn't have to say or do anything, he understood everything.

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Huishu patted Xia Qing's hand, "Even if it's an internship, it's a job. If you don't understand, ask other experienced teachers. Don't talk in a muffled voice when you go there. Don't tell me. , others don't know what you're thinking, and those who don't understand you will misunderstand you." The woman patted Xia Qing's sign language and said earnestly.

My own daughter knew what Xia Qing's character was, how could she, a mother, not know, she was bored after suffering a loss, and didn't say anything.

Zhang Huishu touched Xia Qing's face. This face is becoming more and more difficult to hide. Sooner or later, this face will attract disputes. Zhang Huishu shook her head helplessly. She really hoped that she would look more ordinary. Live this life safely and securely.

(End of this chapter)

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