While speaking, Song Wenchuan glanced over Dai Shiqing and gave her a friendly smile.
Dai Shiqing's back was stiff, she pursed her lips and smiled back.
The man looked like a gentleman and personable, and when he smiled, his whole face was clear and compelling, and he was very handsome.
However, Dai Shiqing only felt as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake. It seemed that if she was not careful, she would be bitten by a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.
The heart in her chest was on a rampage, and her face was pale.
"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."
Seeing her pretending to be calm and leaving, Song Wenchuan snorted, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette, Mr. Huo together?"
"Sorry, I don't smoke."
"Hmm... okay then," Song Wenchuan shrugged, his eyes fell on Huo Zexi, and he raised his eyebrows, "Boy, can you help me?"
He nodded the wheelchair under him and said.
"Oh! Good, good!"
Huo Zexi hurriedly stood up, he shrank his neck and didn't dare to breathe. God knows where he got the courage to sit at this table just now, and was sandwiched between two big bosses. The inadvertent aura had already scared his scalp to numb and his body to become hard.
Dai Shiqing touched up her makeup in the bathroom, her chest heaving violently.
Unwilling, but also ambitious.
The whole Huo Zhai is as big as a maze, even a bathroom is extremely luxurious.
Her background is not bad, but compared with the Huo family, she is like a star that is too weak to be worth mentioning in the universe.
Just ask, is there any woman in the world who saw this scene.
Don't want to stay here and become the hostess here
Being high above the ground, yet being doted on by such an outstanding man—
She was thoughtful, and as soon as she came out of the bathroom, she saw a man smoking outside the bathroom.
His fingers are long and thin, with well-defined joints. A cigarette was held between two fingers, and smoke rings were slowly burning.
In the distance, Huo Zexi squatted in the corner playing with his mobile phone, casting a look here from time to time.
Looking at each other, Dai Shiqing instantly entered a state of vigilance.
She managed to calm down and nodded slightly, "Mr. Song, come out to breathe?"
"Is it?"
Song Wenchuan rested his hands on the armrest, his slightly long hair hanging down, casting a shadow in front of his eyes.
"Then... then I won't bother you anymore."
"Miss Dai—"
Dai Shiqing passed Song Wenchuan, and a man's hoarse voice came from behind him.
Her heart sank, she turned her head and smiled, "Mr. Song, is there anything else?"
"No, I just want to ask you, what do you think of my family?"
Dai Shiqing squeezed her handbag tightly, "Miss Song is very cute, and she is also very pretty."
"Really? I think so too." Mentioning Song Yaoyao, Song Wenchuan's stern face seemed to soften, "I'm just such a younger sister. She was the baby of our family. She is obedient and obedient. Rarely like anything in particular."
There was something in his words, which successfully changed Dai Shiqing's expression, "What does Mr. Song mean?"
"It's nothing interesting," the man's eyes were calm and frightening, "it's just a sudden desire to talk, not targeting Miss Dai."
Dai Shiqing just wanted to laugh, but under the strong aura of the man, it became difficult for her to even laugh.
"Yaoyao has been held in our hands since she was a child, and she will be like this in the future. She finally liked something. If someone dares to interfere with it, it will make her sad. Miss Dai, do you know what will happen to that person? "
Dai Shiqing took a deep breath, "Mr. Song was joking, how do I know?"
"That's right, I was the one to be abrupt," Song Wenchuan threw away the almost-burnt cigarette in his hand, waved at Huo Zexi with a polite smile, "I also hope that Miss Dai will never have the chance to know in this lifetime."