C122 I Told You I'm Not Jealous
C122 I Told You I'm Not Jealous
Huo Tingshen leaned against the kitchen door. "Do you still want an autograph? If you want it, go now."
He realized that Wen Qing was the one who liked to talk back and rebel against him the most in this world.
Wen Qing truly felt that begging others was really lowly.
If she had something to ask someone for help, then she must be obedient. She turned around and went back to the bedroom to change into a new dress.
Wen Qing's clothes were very conservative.
It could be seen that any close-fitting clothes could easily see her good figure.
Sometimes, he hoped that she would dress herself up beautifully.
But most of the time, he still wanted to hide her. Her good figure. Only he could see her, but no one else could.
Wen Qing frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
He was calm and turned around, "Let's go."
The two of them went downstairs together. Huo Tingshen drove to the Noble Clubhouse.
This was the first time Wen Qing had come to such a luxurious place.
The moment she entered the hall, she was attracted by the splendor of the clubhouse.
Needless to say, this place definitely burned a lot of money.
She looked around while following Huo Tingshen upstairs and entered the private room.
The waiter said respectfully, "Third Young Master Huo, please wait a moment. I will go and invite the boss down now."
After the waiter left, Wen Qing looked at Huo Tingshen in puzzlement. "Is this club opened by Cheng Fei?"
Huo Tingshen looked at her and smiled wickedly. He did not say anything.
She pouted. Anyway, he always liked to be mysterious.
If he did not say anything, she would not ask.
Not long after, the waiter brought in wine, snacks, and fruits.
The waiter poured two glasses of wine.
Huo Tingshen picked up a glass and handed it to her.
Wen Qing waved her hand. "I don't drink."
Huo Tingshen did not force it. He said to the waiter. "Go and make a banana mango juice and bring it over."
Wen Qing's heart warmed. He still remembered the fruit she liked.
She pursed her lips and smiled.
At this moment, the door of the private room opened and a handsome man wearing a polo shirt walked in.
When the man saw that Huo Tingshen was still with this woman, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times before sitting down. Naturally, he crossed his legs and looked at Huo Tingshen.
"It's rare. I even brought a companion today."
Huo Tingshen put his hand on Wen Qing's shoulder.
"Let me introduce you. This is the Teacher Wen I mentioned to you before."
The man smiled elegantly. "I roughly guessed it."
Huo Tingshen looked at Wen Qing again. "This is my brother. You should have heard of his name, Mo Xinian, the national film giant."
Wen Qing was surprised. Of course she had heard of him. Thinking back, she had a gossip expert by her side, Tong Hao.
Mo Xinian, one of the Four Young Masters of Northern City, was an outstanding young man who had yet to marry in the news.
Of course, there were also people who had said that. He's probably a gay.
Otherwise, how could there be a man who didn't like women after having so many?
Thinking of the word homosexuality, she turned her head and looked at Huo Tingshen inexplicably.
"Miss Wen, nice to meet you."
Wen Qing said with a face full of honor. "Hello, Mr. Mo," she said.
The waiter knocked on the door and came in to deliver Wen Qing's juice.
Mo Xinian said, "Miss Wen, are you not drinking?"
"Not drinking. Mr. Mo, I quit drinking."
Huo Tingshen smiled. Stop drinking?
Wen Qing looked at him when she saw him laughing. Wen Qing pouted.
This man, what are you laughing at? She really stopped laughing, okay?
But when exactly did Cheng Fei come?
Isn't it an hour later?
Was it a privilege for a celebrity to be late?
Mo Xinian saw that the two of them seemed to be flirting.
He hooked his lips. "Mo, you asked me out at this time. Don't tell me you just want to drink."
"Teacher Wen's student wants 20 autographed photos of Cheng Fei."
Huo Tingshen shook his glass and took a sip. "If I want them," he said. Afraid she'll get jealous. "
"I'm not jealous," Wen Qing quickly refuted.
Mo Xinian smiled calmly. He took out his phone and made a call. "Go to Cheng Fei and get 20 autographed photos and send them to Third Young Master Huo's house."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Xinian said, It would be better for me to do something like this. "
Wen Qing sat at the side. So... he brought her out to see Mo Xinian, not Cheng Fei?
Her heart inexplicably felt a bit better. She picked up the juice and drank it towards the straw.
Huo Tingshen asked, "Where is Luo Luo?"
"At home."
"Has she been honest lately?"
Mo Xinian raised his eyebrows. "Do you think she can be honest?"
"Heh, at Tingren's age, it's normal for her to be rebellious."
"Rebellion? I think she has hardened her wings and wants to fly out of my control. The day before yesterday, she went to look for Yawei. Ask Yawei to convince me to allow her to live in school."
Huo Tingshen also crossed his legs and listened with interest. "What happened?"
"What do you think?"
"Yawei persuaded her to give up."
Mo Xinian pursed his lips. He admitted it.
Huo Tingshen shook his head and smiled. "This little girl probably doesn't know that she has been targeted by an old fox like you."
Mo Xinian shook the wine in his cup and did not plan to drink it. "Otherwise, why do you think I would help him raise him?"
Wen Qing sat at the side and felt a little bored. What were they talking about? She did not understand at all.
Huo Tingshen knew that she might be bored, so after sitting for more than ten minutes, he left with Wen Qing.
The driver of the clubhouse helped him drive the car. Wen Qing said, "Take me home first, then you go back."
"Let's go to your house together."
Wen Qing frowned. "Are you going to live at my place again? My place is not some luxury hotel."
"It's not luxurious enough, but no matter how broken it is, it's still not luxurious enough. Isn't there still you there? "
Wen Qing heard what he said and felt warm and shy in her heart.
As for why she was shy... it was probably because of the scene in her mind - the way they hugged each other and slept last night.
"Right, that's right. Why didn't you tell me that Gao Moran also worked at the school?"
Huo Tingshen's words made Wen Qing feel guilty. "I thought you knew."
He raised his eyebrows as if he had seen through her guilty conscience. If you didn't tell me, how would I know?"
"I thought the principal told you."
"You're so close to me, yet you didn't tell me. Why did she tell me - her son's whereabouts?"
Wen Qing felt guilty. She pouted but did not say anything.
Seeing her silence, Huo Tingshen thought too much.
He was a little unhappy and said, "What's wrong? You said that the matter between you and him has already passed, but you still can't forget him in your heart?"
Wen Qing turned her head to glare at him. "No."
"Then why didn't you say it?"
"Because I didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. If you knew that Gao Moran had come to school, you would probably think too much about it. There is no deep hatred between the Huo Family and the Gao family. What reason do I have for you to deal with the Gao family because of me? "Besides, Gao Moran is Gao Moran, and I am me. Where does he work now? To me. It doesn't affect me at all.
Huo Tingshen looked at her. "Tell me then. Who is more important to you now, Gao Moran and I?"