To My Dear Mr. Huo

Chapter 343: another world

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Su Qingsang noticed Huo Jinyao's little move and turned around to smile at him.

Shi Mengwan and Xiang Caiping both noticed the little movements of the two people. Xiang Caiping's breath relaxed a little more.

Shi Mengwan's eyes were filled with a bit of envy and a hint of gloom, as she thought of meeting Zhan Haoze a few days ago.

Unlike Su Qingsang's luck, Huo Jinyao was hers and hers alone. Standing next to him was also Su Qingsang.

But there was another woman beside Zhan Haoze. The person beside him was not her, and more importantly, Zhan Haoze had long forgotten their agreement.

Shaking her head, Shi Mengwan's mood changed only for a moment, and she soon started laughing again.

My daughter and son-in-law are here, and Shi Mengwan is here. Xiang Caiping's mood was indeed much higher.

What happened before has happened. She just needs to be twice as kind to her daughter from now on.

He put the hot beef in the pot into Su Qingsang's bowl and gave it to Shi Mengwan. The atmosphere was joyful.

Just when the atmosphere was very good, the doorbell of Su Qingsang's house rang.

Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao looked at each other. He held her shoulders and stood up to open the door.

The person standing outside the door was Su Chenghui. He obviously didn't expect that the person who opened the door would be Huo Jinyao. There was a moment of surprise.

The dining room and living room are connected together. Su Qingsang was sitting on the edge of the dining table near the living room. When she saw Huo Jinyao standing still, she turned her head and saw Su Chenghui at the door.

With a frown, she subconsciously looked at Xiang Caiping, who was sitting next to her.

The smell of hot pot in the restaurant was very strong, and Su Chenghui naturally smelled it: "You, are you eating?"

Huo Jinyao nodded slightly: "Yes, we just started eating. Dad, have you eaten?"

"No." Su Chenghui replied subconsciously. After answering, he felt a little uncomfortable: "You can eat."

Su Qingsang was a little embarrassed. She was supposed to ask Su Chenghui to come in for dinner, but—

Xiang Caiping turned her face away from that person, feeling still uncomfortable in her heart.

But when Shi Mengwan saw this, she tried to smooth things over again: "Hello, uncle."

When she spoke, she gave Su Qingsang a look. Su Qingsang sighed, stood up, and walked to Huo Jinyao.

"Dad, if you haven't eaten, let's eat together. But I don't know if you will eat. We are making hot pot today."

"Hot pot? Okay, okay." Su Chenghui was a little surprised, glanced at Su Qingsang, and finally entered the door.

The dining table is rectangular. Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao were sitting on one side, and Xiang Caiping and Shi Mengwan were sitting on the other side. Sitting next to Sister Lu, there is only one spot left for Su Chenghui.

Su Chenghui sat down, with Su Qingsang on his left hand and Xiang Caiping on his right hand.

Some of the ingredients have been put down on the table, but there are still many. The mandarin duck pot was steaming with steam at this time.

The scene before him was something Su Chenghui had never seen before.

He changed from Li's manager to Li's general manager. With Li Qianxue, his status was getting higher and higher, and fewer and fewer people dared to act casually in front of him.

In the Li family, Mr. Li has high blood pressure and eats a light but healthy diet. Outside, he always ordered a separate portion of the company's work meals.

As for socializing outside, we go to high-end hotels, and the people we interact with are business elites or directors.

There is no such table with people eating hot pot together.

Looking at the steaming hot pot, the smell is actually a bit strong, but the smell is surprisingly appetizing.

This was another world that he was unfamiliar with.

Second update. .

(End of chapter)