The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Wen Qing was a little dishonest. She held his face and asked him countless times. "Are you really Huo Tingshen? You are not lying to me, are you?"    

"No."    

"It's not right to lie."    

Huo Tingshen was helpless. He pointed at Old Qin. "Ask him if you don't believe me."    

Wen Qing moved forward. "Who are you?"    

"Third Mrs. Huo, I am Old Qin."    

"Then who is he?"    

Old Qin quickly said, "Third Mrs. Huo, I am Old Qin. "This is Third Young Master."    

Old Qin did not know whether to laugh or cry. This was the second time he saw Third Mrs. Huo drunk.    

He was really afraid that she would ask for something strange today.    

She wanted something. It didn't matter. What was scary was that Third Young Master would really satisfy her. This was scary.    

"Third Young Master, um, then you are Huo Tingshen," she said, laying on his chest again.    

Huo Tingshen was speechless. Facing a drunk woman, relying on others to verify his identity...    

What was going on?    

Just as he was feeling helpless in his heart, the person in front of him started sobbing.    

Huo Tingshen held her shoulder and pulled her away. In just a short while, she was already in tears.    

He quickly asked, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"    

"Huo Tingshen..." She suddenly moved forward and put her arms around his neck. She cried, "You are such a beautiful man. Why don't you let me hug you? Why don't you let me kiss you? I am angry."    

Black lines appeared on Huo Tingshen's face. This woman only dared to say anything when she was drunk.    

"Where is your second uncle's grave? Tell me. I am going to dig him out. I want to ask him..."    

Huo Tingshen quickly covered her mouth.    

He was cold. He said to Master Qin, "Stop the car by the side. Go out and wait for a while."    

"Yes, Third Young Master."    

Master Qin stopped the car and went out.    

Huo Tingshen let go of Wen Qing's hand that was covering her mouth. "Qing, wake up. Don't talk nonsense, okay?"    

"I want to say it," she said and sobbed. "I hate him. Who wants to be his daughter? When I needed my father, he wasn't there. " I've already lived my hard life and finally found happiness. He's already passed away. Why did he suddenly appear and cut a wound for me and sprinkle some salt on it? "    

While crying, she placed her hand on her chest. "It hurts here. It hurts. I want to be with the person I love openly, but why is it so difficult? I hate him. I hate Huo Day Hao."    

"Qing." Huo Tingshen held her in his arms. "I am here. You can hug me anytime. Don't say such outrageous things. Second Uncle must love you very much. Second Uncle will not want to leave you. He is a very soft-hearted and kind person. He will not let his daughter suffer. Trust me."    

"But I really love it. I love it."    

She cried so hard that her heart was in pain. Huo Tingshen could feel it, too. His heart felt like someone had poked it a few times.    

Wen Qing must have endured it for a long time.    

Today, seeing her cry like this and vent it out, he was also very happy in his heart.    

His hand gently patted her back. "No matter the time, I will always be by your side. So, it doesn't matter if it hurts. You can tell me if you're tired or not. Hmm? "    

Wen Qing let go of him and held his face and kissed him on the lips.    

Huo Tingshen was still awake. He should have stopped her.    

But... how could he do it...    

He wrapped his arms around her waist and muttered in his heart, Second Uncle, I'm sorry.    

Early in the morning, Wen Qing was woken up by the ringing of her phone.    

She searched around but could not find her phone.    

She sat up tiredly and felt a splitting headache.    

She squinted her eyes and looked around. When she found that she was at home, her mind immediately went blank for a few seconds.    

Didn't she drink with Tong Hao last night? Why did she go home?    

The phone in her bag was still ringing.    

She quickly got out of bed, walked to the cabinet by the door, and took out her phone.    

Seeing that it was Tong Hao calling, she quickly picked up the phone.    

Tong Hao urgently asked, "Miss, where are you?"    

"I'm at home."    

"Oh my god, you scared me to death." Tong Hao patted her small heart. "I didn't see you when I opened my eyes this morning. The things at the door were removed. The knot we made was also removed. I was so stupid that I was afraid you would run away."    

Wen Qing scratched her forehead. "Did I undo it?"    

"Or did I do it? " I tied the knot myself, so I shouldn't be able to remove it myself. You're smarter, so you should be the one who did it. "    

"It can't be..."    

Both of them were in a daze.    

Wen Qing said, "How did I return home? Why do I have no memory at all?"    

"I definitely don't know," Tong Hao said. "Aren't you going to ask your Third Young Master?"    

"I was woken up by your phone. I haven't seen him yet."    

"Sure, sure," Wang Yao said. "Go ask him. I have nothing to do here, as long as you are safe."    

Wen Qing nodded.    

After the two of them hung up the phone, Wen Qing went back to bed and laid down in a big word.    

Now, her entire mind was like paste. Her memory was broken when Tong Hao cried like a person with tears.    

What happened after... She could not recall a single thing.    

She pouted and sat up to wash up before going downstairs.    

It was already past nine o'clock. Huo Tingshen was actually still there. He was crawling on the cushion, guiding Huohuo to crawl.    

Seeing her come down, His voice was gentle. "You're awake? Isn't your head uncomfortable? I'll get auntie to make soup for you. Go and have a bowl."    

Wen Qing only glanced at him and quickly looked away. "Yes, okay."    

When she just came downstairs, she looked around. There was nothing strange in the room.    

She looked around the living room again and saw nothing else.    

However... When she saw the glass window by the door, she seemed to have thought of the broken glass.    

She slowly walked to the dining table and the auntie prepared breakfast for her.    

She drank two mouthfuls of soup and Huo Tingshen also walked over.    

Wen Qing asked, "Why didn't you go to work?"    

"You drank so much last night. I was afraid you wouldn't feel well so I wanted to wait until you got up and made sure you were fine before leaving."    

As he said that, he sat opposite her.    

Wen Qing saw his gaze and felt that there was something wrong with it.    

She did not dare to ask what she originally wanted to ask. She lowered her head and drank the soup as she said, "I'm fine. Hurry up and go to work. It's not good to delay work."    

"Is that so?" Huo Tingshen could not help laughing when he saw her carefully avoiding his eyes.    

Wen Qing said nervously, "What are you laughing at?"    

Could it be that she did something shameful last night?    

Definitely, 100%.    

Huo Tingshen said comfortably, "Guess."    

Wen Qing shook her head. "I don't want to guess. Don't tell me because I don't want to hear it."    

Huo Tingshen calmly folded his arms on the table. "Wen Qing, you haven't forgotten what I told you before, have you?"    

"What did you say?"