"It's not expensive at all. We have plenty of this kind of stuff at home. Come on... Sister Mu'er, please don't make things difficult for me. If you don't accept it, my father will scold me if I take this box back."
The rumors outside that Huo Jingshan couldn't control the playboy Huo Shaoyi were completely false.
In fact, what Huo Shaoyi feared most was Huo Jingshan.
As Huo Shaoyi was speaking, seeing that Qiao Muer refused to cooperate, he picked up the necklace and walked behind Qiao Muer to put it on her.
Huo Shaoyi really likes Qiao Muer.
It's not the kind of love between men and women, but more like the love a brother has for his sister, similar to Alan's feelings for her.
When Huo Shaoyi was a child, he was the adopted son of the Huo family. Although no one dared to bully him outside, he was secretly ostracized within the Huo family.
Qiao Muer was very different when she was a child and when she grew up. When she was a child, Qiao Muer was arrogant and domineering, and generally no one dared to mess with her.
When she was playing at the Huo's house, she accidentally saw other people bullying Huo Shaoyi, and every time she protected Huo Shaoyi like an older sister.
Also taught him to protect himself and make himself strong.
Huo Shaoyi's unrestrained, suave, evil and arrogant character in his later years was also a kind of protective color.
He has always been grateful to Qiao Muer, but because Alan was always watching him with a covetous look, he felt embarrassed to get close to Sister Muer.
But now it’s good, now he has the opportunity to get close to Sister Muer.
Even though he knew that Sister Mu'er didn't like him, Huo Shaoyi didn't care.
All he wanted was this sense of security. Being with Qiao Muer was like the feeling of having her protect him when he was most helpless as a child - it had nothing to do with love, but it made him feel extremely at peace.
"Sister Mu'er, I'll put it on for you... Don't move." The man's slender fingers pinched the two ends of the necklace, carefully put the necklace around Qiao Mu'er's neck, and slowly fastened the buckle.
Alan watched Huo Shaoyi's exaggerated behavior and frowned slightly.
He didn't like Huo Shaoyi's usual romantic behavior, but it was undeniable that Huo Shaoyi's eyes were clear when he looked at his sister, and he even had an inexplicable and strange admiration for her.
That look had no ill intentions, nor was it dirty or mean; instead, it was very sincere.
Alan narrowed his eyes slightly, silently watching Huo Shaoyi's closeness to Qiao Muer, telling himself that maybe Huo Shaoyi was also a good destination for his sister.
At this moment, Alan's eyes narrowed severely.
He saw a familiar figure passing by in the corner.
Alan turned his head and looked towards the corner of the restaurant where the figure was spotted, but when he glanced sideways, he saw nothing.
Could it be that he saw it wrong
Alan frowned, doubting for a moment, but not believing it.
After all, he is an F1 racing driver with first-rate dynamic vision, so there is no way he could make the wrong choice.
"Put it on, it looks so beautiful." Huo Shaoyi's low and magnetic voice came with joy.
He looked at the deep blue jewel on Qiao Muer's neck and felt that the jewel was a perfect match for Qiao Muer.
Qiao Muer was a little unaccustomed to Huo Shaoyi's closeness behind her, so she stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
She was basically running away.
In the past, I could interact with Huo Shaoyi very easily, but today I just felt very awkward. I always felt that when he got too close, there was a sharp and cold gaze piercing from behind.
It was just like Yue Zheng’s eyes.
Qiao Muer smiled bitterly and shook her head. She was really thinking too much. Yue Zheng was preparing to marry the eldest daughter of the Bolkin family in Europe. From then on, they would go their separate ways. How could he be here, staring at her covetously
Coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Muer saw herself in the full-length mirror.
Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her makeup is delicate and elegant, and the blue gem around her neck sparkles under the light.
But at this moment, Qiao Muer had an illusion.
This gem is so blue, so deep, and so beautiful... Even though it is not the unique azure blue of Yue Zheng's eyes, it looks so much like Yue Zheng's eyes.
Why did this color have to be her favorite color
Qiao Muer couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the deep blue on her neck.
When his fingertips touched the blue gem that looked like Yue Zheng's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Beyond 100 words: Update completed on November 1st, see you tomorrow night~ (to be continued)