Chapter 405

Huo Chengzhou was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt astringent.

Will she care?

Things have been fermenting all night. If she cares, why didn't she come to ask him at the first time? Instead, Shen Yijia came to ask him.

Seeing that Huo Chengzhou didn't respond, Huo Feng quickly put half of the breakfast on the table into the trash can, and then pushed Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair: "brother Cheng, lean back. Go home and explain to your sister-in-law first."

The company's business was almost finished, but Huo Chengzhou didn't object.

The car came out of the underground parking lot of Hoko technology and drove all the way to tingzhuxuan.

On the way, Huo Chengzhou took out his mobile phone and read the news on the network again. Finally, he ordered Huofeng: "first remove the messy hot search and contact Mu Yuwei with Mu's family. It's really not good. You can recommend him a mental hospital."

Hearing Huo Chengzhou's full impatience, Huo Feng replied: "I understand... Mu Yuwei is really boring..."

He also missed saying something. He looked up and saw that Huo Chengzhou was looking tired and rubbing his eyebrows in the rearview mirror. He pressed his head and asked, "brother Cheng, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Huo Chengzhou nodded and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes.

Not in Joan's room, his mind was full of what Joan said to him. He didn't sleep almost all night.

Joan asked him if his care for her was based on the mistake he made on the day he first met. He didn't deny it and said he could compensate her

At present, he regretted it, but there was no reason to take back what he said and what he spilled.

If he changed his words now, there would always be something to hide.

In silence, the car drove into the listening bamboo Pavilion. Huo Chengzhou got out of the car and saw Joan sitting in front of the piano in the living room playing music.

Today, she rarely wears a gray sweater. The horsetail on her head swings around with the action of playing the piano, quite like a feather that stirs his heartstrings.

When the wheelchair entered the hall, he heard that Joan was playing [dream wedding], a very sad song, which sounded gloomy.

With a slight look on his face, his wheelchair leaned in the direction of Joan.

She was alone in such a large living room. The sun fell on her through the window and plated her with a layer of Phnom Penh. The scene was beautiful, but the movement was sad.

Until the last note fell, Joan looked back at him: "back."

As far as the eye could see, there was no sadness or joy on her face, the corners of her lips were shallow and hooked, and the shallow appearance of the pear vortex was the same as before.

Huo Chengzhou nodded: "well..."

It seems that she really doesn't care.

Joan looked at him and slightly tilted her head: "do you have anything to tell me?"

Huo Chengzhou was silent and asked directly, "are you asking about the news about Mu Yuwei and me on the Internet?"

Joan nodded. A pair of eyes fell on Huo Chengzhou's particularly handsome face. Looking at the deep emotion stored in his deep eyes, she asked, "is there anything to explain?"

She just needs a proper explanation from him. As long as he says no, she will believe him this time.

In the future, she broke in with him.

Huo Chengzhou's slender fingers knocked on his knees, and his tone was a little low: "will you believe what I explained?"

"It depends on what you say?" Joanne road.

Although the tone was relaxed, Joanne's fingers were tightly clenched and her palms were wet.

This question was a gamble on how friendly he was to her.