She didn't even hear the footsteps, but there was already a knock on the door outside.
This is definitely not someone from the Chen family. Chen Ying always opens the door directly when looking for her.
Qiao Zhishu hugged the pajamas in her arms tightly, not daring to express her anger. The people outside lost their patience and pushed open the door directly.
The chair could not block his force at all, and the chair legs even made a sharp and ear-piercing sound as they rubbed against the ground.
The door opened a crack, and then the whole door was pushed open.
A tall figure came in.
Qiao Zhishu stepped back, but there was only one exit in the room. She watched the man turn around and push the chair back.
Qiao Zhishu stood next to the desk and took the mobile phone on it in his hand.
She broke the silence and said, "Sister...husband."
Xing Huo really couldn't figure out how she could call him that, "Where did you come from, sister?"
He was slender and straight, and he did not walk like an ordinary dandy. His face was not masculine. When Qiao Zhishu saw him for the first time, he felt that Xing Huo was a poppy growing in a dark area.
There's something elusive about it, and there's also something charming that makes people want to rush in and get entangled with it at all costs.
Dangerous, but it has a fatal attraction, very contradictory.
However, Qiao Zhishu is sober in this world and will not be carried away.
"You are Chen Ying's fiancé. If I call Chen Ying sister, you will be my brother-in-law."
Xing Huo's chest rose and fell, as if he was holding back some laughter.
How could she be so naive, thinking that calling her brother-in-law would keep her safe and sound?
"I'm not Chen Ying's fiancé, let alone marry her, so I can't afford your brother-in-law."
"But the Chen family has been talking about your marriage..."
Xing Huo never took his eyes off her since he came in. She was still wearing the dress. She even took off her coat because she planned to take a shower.
"Did Chen Wenshi take you to drink with him?"
Xing Huo didn't care about other topics. The skirt suited her very well and made her collarbone beautiful. The line of her shoulders and neck seemed to have been outlined by a painter, which was profound and superior.
The word "accompanying wine" severely crushed Qiao Zhishu's self-esteem.
"Uncle Chen has an important guest tonight. I... I'm just going to have a meal with him."
Xing Huo walked to the bed. Qiao Zhishu's bedding was different from other women's. She used dark gray.
There was a chair in the room, but he didn't sit on it, instead he sat beside her bed.
"you……"
Qiao Zhishu felt it was inappropriate. Xing Huo stared at her with his deep eyes, his words seemed to be filled with displeasure, "What's wrong with me?"
"Go back quickly, it would be bad if Chen Ying sees you."
Although this is not the main building, what if Chen Ying wants to trouble her? What if she encounters this scene?
Xing Huo spread his hands and said in a voice as if immersed in cold water, "Have I done anything shameful to you?"
Of course...no.
He had never been too intimate with her, but Qiao Zhishu always felt that something was wrong. The way this man looked at her was wrong, and the way he entered her room at night was even more wrong...
"Mr. Xing, you have caused trouble to me."
The light in her room was soft, and it hit the strong bridge of the man's nose, sliding down from top to bottom, making the corners of his lips even cooler.
"I was just worried that something might happen to you tonight, so I came over to take a look."
But they have never crossed paths. At most, they only met a few times when Xing Huo came to Chen's house.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."
Qiao Zhishu's eyes were full of defensiveness, after all...
Behind this door was the last clean place she could hold on to, but this man pushed it open easily.
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao——"
Mother Qiao's voice suddenly came from the corridor, her face clearly showing panic, "Hurry up..."
Qiao's mother pushed the door with her palm and walked in. Everything happened so suddenly that Qiao Zhishu had no time to react.
When Mother Qiao saw the man sitting beside the bed, the look on her face could no longer be described as shocked.
"Xing...Mr. Xing?"
Xing Huo twitched the corner of his mouth and stood up, "Since Qiao Qiao is fine, I'll leave first."
He called her so affectionately, and Qiao's mother's face turned even more livid.
After sending Xing Huo out, she quickly turned back and entered her daughter's room. Mother Qiao was so angry that her words seemed a bit garbled.
"Qiaoqiao, what are you going to do? Don't you know his relationship with Yingying? If she finds out, big trouble will happen... You didn't do it on purpose, right?"
"That's Yingying's fiancé, why did you let him enter your room?"
Qiao Zhishu hugged the pajamas in front of her tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly, "Mom, you said that to me indiscriminately. Did you see that I invited him in? Anyone who wants to enter my room can..."
"What do you want to say? Do you want to say that the Chen family is not good enough for you?"
Qiao Zhishu was exhausted and wanted to take a shower. As soon as she passed by Qiao's mother, she was grabbed by her.
"Qiaoqiao, please don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have!"
"Mom, what can I think about? Can you care about me?" Qiao Zhishu's tense emotions couldn't find a way to vent, as if they were about to be torn apart by something.
"Look at the clothes I'm wearing and the makeup I'm wearing, I don't like them either...Uncle Chen even asked me to get into a strange man's car today, why don't you ask me what happened next?
"
Mother Qiao stared at her daughter's bare shoulders, as if a thorn had been stabbed in her eyes.
She reached out and touched Qiao Zhishu's shoulder, her hands were as cold as her heart.
"You're not... you're not bullied, right?"
"I have to move out, I don't want to live here anymore!"
But when Qiao's mother heard this, she was determined, "Do you want to force me to death? If you don't care about my life or death, just move out!"
Arguments again and again are always fruitless.
Qiao's mother walked out quickly, and Qiao Zhishu came to the bedside. Is this how she wants to live day after day?
But she was really unwilling to do so!
The next day, Qiao Zhishu was called to the main building. As soon as she entered the living room, a puppy pounced on her and wrapped its legs around her, trying to make trouble with her. It even opened its mouth and bit her trouser leg.
"Huanhuan, come here." Chen Ying called.
Qiao Zhishu lowered his gaze and heard Mrs. Chen's voice, "Xing Huo, you are too busy at work. You usually have to come here and walk around more..."
Only then did Qiao Zhishu realize that he was there too.
Chen Ying was still very polite to her in front of outsiders, "Qiaoqiao, don't just stand there, come and sit down."
Qiao Zhishu walked to the sofa and was held by Chen Ying who stood up, "You are still so restrained in your own home."
Xing Huo looked over, their eyes met, and Qiao Zhishu quickly looked away.
"Brother Huo, why are you free now? How about we go out for dinner later?"
Xing Huo had a cold temperament and actually looked unmoved by Chen Ying's coquettishness. But he said, "Okay, let's invite your sister to join us."