Qin Ruan took out his sleeves from Rong Jing's hands.
The smile on her face was distant and polite: "If you need anything, you can call me. It's getting late. Please accompany your father to the hospital early."
Rong Jing, who was standing opposite her, felt depressed after hearing this.
It is truly a pity in life to miss such a beautiful woman.
Rong Jing wanted to say something else. He looked past Qin Ruan and looked behind her. His expression changed drastically, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.
Qin Ruan turned around to leave, but at this moment, someone put some clothes on him.
Huo Yirong stood behind her and gently put the coat worn by his third brother on her shoulders.
"Second, Second Master"
Rong Jing instantly became frightened and stuttered when he spoke.
Everything he experienced that night at Huo Zhai was still unforgettable to him. Mr. Huo's aura was so sharp that Rong Jing couldn't help but feel intimidated.
Huo Yirong glanced at him lightly, with an expression of indescribable sarcasm on his face.
The brat still wants toads and wants to eat swan meat, which is just wishful thinking.
The third brother obviously has a problem with Qin Ruan's attitude. He dares to steal people from the Huo family. This kid probably doesn't know how to write the word "death".
Growing up, as long as the third brother liked something, he would always get what he wanted by relying on his own ability.
Huo Yirong didn't say anything to Rong Jing. He looked at Qin Ruan, who was full of doubts, and showed a friendly smile: "Miss Qin."
Qin Ruan touched the coat he was wearing, and a faint scent of agarwood poured into his nose.
This smell was a bit familiar, she seemed to have smelled it somewhere.
"Who are you?"
She was certain that she had never seen the man in front of her who exuded the aura of someone in a superior position.
The other party¡¯s attitude and the name he called her clearly indicated that he knew her.
"My surname is Huo."
Seeing the confusion in Qin Ruan's eyes, Huo Yirong smiled gently on his face.
He only gave his surname but not his first name. Qin Ruan's heart was still slightly stagnant.
His surname is Huo, and Rong Jing calls him Second Master. Could it be that this person belongs to the Huo family, a prominent family in the capital that has been around for centuries.
Qin Ruan couldn¡¯t help but tighten his grip on the coat on his body.
The Huo family took the initiative to find them. Could it be that they knew that the person who was with Mr. Huo at the Royal Court Hotel that night was them?
Qin Ruan was unsure in her heart, and her intuition told her that the Huo family must know.
In his previous life, Mr. Huo returned to China a year later and learned of her and her child's existence.
In this life, everything has changed.
Mr. Huo returned to the country early, and the Huo family showed up early. There must be a reason for everything.
The surprised expression on Qin Ruan's face was not concealed, and Huo Yirong clearly saw the panic and anxiety in her calm eyes.
His voice was smiling and gentle: "Miss Qin, don't be nervous. Third brother and I happened to be passing by and saw you here. Third brother was worried that you would catch a cold, so he asked me to give you a coat."
Third brother? Isn¡¯t that Mr. Huo!
Huo Yunqian is in poor health, and Huo Jiaming¡¯s business has always been managed by the second son of the Huo family.
¡°The one who really guides the country from behind and gives orders has always been the next successor, Mr. Huo.
The only man in the capital who can be called Mr. Huo and his third brother is Huo Yunqian.
Knowing that the other party was there, Qin Ruan's pupils suddenly shrank.
She glanced around uncontrollably.
After looking around, her eyes finally locked on a few low-key black cars parked not far away.
One of the car windows was lowered, and the man sitting inside revealed a delicate and flawless face, looking very gentle and elegant.
There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, his brows were clear, and his peach blossom eyes glowed with a cold and distant light, carrying a sense of solemnity, sacredness, and inviolability.
The moment their eyes met, Qin Ruan couldn't help but hold his breath.
I like Mr. Huo, my wife went to the overpass to set up a stall again. Please collect it: Mr. Huo, my wife went to the overpass to set up a stall again. The fastest update. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com