Qiao Zhishu raised her eyes to look at him, expecting something in her heart, but she knew it was not that simple.
"You can't help me."
"You want to say that your mother will not leave and will not let you go, right?"
Qiao Zhishu glanced at the door of the box, fearing that Chen Ying would suddenly come out.
She was stunned, but the man came closer and stepped forward, so overwhelming that she even forgot to step back.
When she looked away, she saw Xing Huo's face very close to hers. The faint and cold scent of perfume entered her nasal cavity. The man had his hands behind his back and stared at her condescendingly.
"What if I say, I have something to do?"
Qiao Zhishu blurted out, "Then what do you want?"
He didn't answer, his eyes swept over her face, and his eyes were extremely burning. This must be his superiority, he didn't say a word, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.
But the look in his eyes really has nothing to do with innocence.
Qiao Zhishu couldn't help but look away, "Thank you, Mr. Xing, for your kindness."
She didn't think it was worthwhile if she had to move in just to move out. "Yingying is still waiting for us inside. Come in quickly."
She raised her steps, and as soon as she took a step out, Xing Huo's arm was propped on the wall, blocking her way.
Qiao Zhishu bumped her nose into his arm, and was so frightened that she quickly backed away, but her back was pressed against Xing Huo's other arm.
She could only turn around and face him. There were people coming and going here, and he just trapped her in his arms. If he pressed closer, he could hold her tightly.
Qiao Zhishu didn't dare to express his anger and looked nervously at the box.
"She won't be able to wait until we get back, she will come out..."
"Come out as soon as you come out, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Xing!" Qiao Zhishu looked at him seriously. Although Chen Ying and Xing Huo were not engaged, the Chen family wanted to marry the Xing family. "Don't do this."
"Qiaoqiao, I just want you to be yourself. How long do you want to live with being bullied like this?"
Qiao Zhishu clutched the fabric of her trouser legs. She couldn't decide many things.
All she can do now is hide her edge and try not to provoke Chen Ying.
Qiao Zhishu put his arm in front of Xing Huo and pushed hard. His pretty face turned red, his breath hit the tips of his hair, and his hair began to ripple.
"Please, how about... give me some time to think about it?"
From the other side of the box, Chen Ying's voice came, "Brother Huo."
Qiao Zhishu's face became even more anxious. Xing Huo withdrew his hand and just stood still when he saw Chen Ying coming out of the box.
Qiao Zhishu turned his back and held his face with his hands to let the blush on his face go away.
Chen Ying stared at the two of them with confusion, "What are you doing?"
Xing Huo solved the embarrassment with one sentence, "It just happened to happen. Your sister just finished making a phone call. I asked her to go back to the box to eat."
After he finished speaking, he walked forward. Chen Ying was doubtful, but still waved to Qiao Zhishu.
"Qiaoqiao, the food is here, come here quickly."
Qiao Zhishu walked back and when she passed by Chen Ying, Chen Ying rolled her eyes at her.
This meal was a lump in the throat, but it was better to go out than stay at home. Compared with Chen Ying's rolling eyes, Qiao Zhishu couldn't stand Mother Qiao's look even more.
On the way back, Xing Huo and Qiao Zhishu were sitting on the left and right, with Chen Ying in the middle.
She talked all the way without stopping.
"Brother Huo, there is a movie coming out soon. Can you accompany me then?"
Xing Huo thought she was noisy and wouldn't want to sit with her at all if he didn't have other agendas.
"You can go with your sister."
Qiao Zhishu was relaxing quietly, staring out the window. When he heard this, he had no choice but to turn away, "I don't like watching movies."
Chen Ying's face finally showed some satisfaction, "Did you hear that Qiao Qiao doesn't like it?"
The two of them continued to chat.
Chen Ying approached Xing Huo, his handsome face was covered with a layer of coldness, this man had a layer of protection, and she wanted to prove that he was different to her.
"Brother Huo, just stay with me."
Chen Ying took his arm and asked him to put it on her shoulders, and she crawled into his arms.
She raised her head and said, "We haven't even watched a movie together."
Qiao Zhishu's thoughts drifted far away, and when she was thinking about how to deal with her mother when she returned, she felt a numbness in her waist.
She was so shocked that her back straightened. She looked away and saw Xing Huo's hand on her waist.
It looked like it was unintentional, but Qiao Zhishu's waist was about to be burned. What was even worse was that she was already pressed tightly against the car door, unable to retreat.
Chen Ying couldn't see this scene. When Qiao Zhishu raised his eyes, he saw Xing Huo looking out the window.
The superior jawline was as sharp and angular as a knife. She glanced at Chen Ying to make sure she didn't notice it, and then Qiao Zhishu's hand slowly lowered.
She held Xing Huo's wrist and tried to push his arm away.
But at this moment, the man grabbed her hand tightly with his backhand.
Qiao Zhishu felt the slight coldness on his fingertips, and she wanted to take it back, but the man was so strong that he even wrapped her entire palm in his palm.
Qiao Zhishu was very nervous. Not everyone could bear this exciting feeling.
She was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. Chen Ying was still coquettishly telling Xing Huo, "You must promise me, hurry up."
There was impatience in the corners of Xing Huo's eyes. When he turned away, his expression showed some displeasure, "Don't make trouble."
After all, Chen Ying still hated him, after all, he had never given her an identity.
The name is not justified, so even acting coquettishly is an extravagance.
Chen Ying had no choice but to sit up straight, her upper body leaning back and pressing on Xing Huo's arm.
Qiao Zhishu was breaking out in cold sweat. The moment Chen Ying lowered her head, her right hand was finally free.
She didn't dare to take it back immediately, so she could only leave it there.
"What's wrong with you?" Chen Ying frowned.
It was just a car ride and I was so nervous.
"I'm a little hot." Qiao Zhishu said, raising his hand to wipe his forehead.
Her heart was still hanging, as if she could hear the violent pounding of her heart. But the man didn't think she was messy enough, "Aren't you wearing a coat? If it's hot, take one off."
Qiao Zhishu clasped his hands and said, "No, I'll be home soon."
Xing Huo looked at her with interest. After all, he was still young and not all emotions could be hidden well.
He couldn't help but tease her, and it scared her half to death.
The car drove back to Chen's house. As soon as it stopped, Qiao Zhishu couldn't wait to open the door.
But the car door is locked and cannot be pushed open.
Chen Ying cursed inwardly, what an ignorant thing. "Why are you in such a hurry? Let's sit down for a while."
Qiao Zhishu tried his best to curl up his lips and turned to smile at her, "Then I can't make light bulbs here. You and Mr. Xing can talk slowly. I'll go back first."
Xing Huo didn't want to embarrass her and asked her to go down.
But the last words she said were like hitting the point of the gun.