Chapter 168: Unconfidence and Reflection
It is normal to be unconfident in love.
Pei Yuzhi understood Huo Qiao's psychology very well, especially since Huo Qiao had lived in the abnormal relationship between Huo Qiting and Cui Xianyue since he was a child.
Pei Yuzhi was already thankful that he could accept his own feelings and was willing to believe in love.
There was no crying in his arms, no, it should be said that Huo Qiao's tears were silent.
Only when Huo Qiao's body trembled and sobbed because he cried too much could it prove that he was out of control of his emotions just now.
Pei Yuzhi patted Huo Qiao's back with pity.
"It's not your fault. It's all my fault."
Pei Yuzhi felt more and more annoyed the more he thought about it. He was too confident. He always thought he could hear Huo Qiao's inner voice and could detect all his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness from Huo Qiao's inner voice.
But he forgot that from the beginning, he could only hear Huo Qiao's inner voice when Huo Qiao's emotions fluctuated too much.
When Huo Qiao was sad, his inner voice was even blank.
The atmosphere was peaceful. Pei Yuzhi didn't want to make Huo Qiao sad anymore, so he deliberately took credit for it:
"In fact, no matter whether it was the contract with Qin Lingfeng about Shen Xingyi or the painting of Kalima, they were all smoke bombs. Wife, is your husband smart? He gradually circumvented Qin Lingfeng in an instant."
Sure enough, after hearing this, Huo Qiao asked in a hoarse voice: "Smoke bomb? What does it mean?"
His heavy nasal tone made his words sound like a coquettish act. He still didn't raise his head from Pei Yuzhi's arms, as if he was still embarrassed.
Pei Yuzhi did not make it difficult for him and continued to explain:
"Qin Lingfeng should now urgently and secretly find various channels to find out who will come to the Magic City to be the leader after the departure of Baihui Group and Zhang Fucheng."
Huo Qiao paused and finally raised his head.
His cold eyes were slightly red because of tears, and his nose was also red, but his expression was still cold and a little confused.
Pei Yuzhi could not help but kissed the small red mole under his eyelid.
Huo Qiao's eyelashes trembled, and the itchiness made him purse his lips.
When Pei Yuzhi kissed from the corner of the eye to the edge of the lips and was about to have a deep kiss, Huo Qiao whispered: "-You haven't told me what smoke bombs are."
Huo Qiao's breath was sprinkled on Pei Yuzhi's lips.
Pei Yuzhi curled his lips and whispered, "Open your mouth, I'll tell you again, okay?"
Huo Qiao suddenly raised his eyelids and glared at him. He didn't expect that he was still joking with a frivolous smile at this moment.
"Pei..."
Pei Yuzhi came up and said vaguely, "Call me husband."
In the cold winter, the driver, Master Wang, leaned against a tree and smoked a few cigarettes, but still sneezed in the cold wind.
He rubbed his nose and looked at the quiet car under the street light.
Fortunately, fortunately, the car did not shake, otherwise he didn't know how long it would freeze here.
Just when he wanted to smoke another cigarette, the window of the back seat was opened.
Master Wang immediately stood up and patted his clothes, as if he wanted to shake off the smell of cigarettes on his body.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, there were still a lot of people on Huaiyin Road.
Under the bright lights, the young people coming and going were dressed thinly and looked energetic.
This road has all kinds of hotels, bars, coffee shops, and milk tea shops. It is a place that young people like to visit very much.
There is a steaming store in the corner next to a bar at the end of the street.
Sitting by the window on the second floor, Huo Qiao lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table.
Soon, a hand reached out and took away the dishes and chopsticks in front of him, and put back a set of steaming dishes and chopsticks that had just been boiled in hot water.
"Do you want more food? You should eat less spicy food today."
After all, she had just cried, and her voice was hoarse when she spoke to Pei Yuzhi.
"I'm fine." Huo Qiao replied to him softly.
[It is said that couples quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. Pei Yuzhi has already learned this routine. He just focused on kissing me and didn't explain what the smoke bomb was. ]
[Did he really forget? Or can't you tell me this? 】
【He said he would keep everything secret from me, but...】
"Huo Qiao." Pei Yuzhi interrupted Huo Qiao's thoughts, "Do you remember what I said in the car just now? I said that if you want to know something, you can ask me directly."
Huo Qiao's eyes moved slightly, "What?"
Pei Yuzhi: "Everything, for example, what you are thinking about now, what I haven't done well."
He didn't urge Huo Qiao, but just looked at the man with a tangled face quietly and encouragingly.
Pei Yuzhi was also reflecting on himself in his heart.
His thoughts were too jumpy. When he was with Huo Qiao, it seemed that he had endless things to say, but sometimes when he had jumped to another thing, Huo Qiao might still be immersed in the previous thing.
This is not a misunderstanding, and Huo Qiao would not be dissatisfied with him, but the accumulation of a little bit is enough to make Huo Qiao internally exhausted.
Just like just now, Pei Yuzhi originally wanted to explain clearly the matter of Baihui Group being related to Xie Jinchuan and Huo Qiting.
But seeing Huo Qiao's pitiful look, waiting for his comfort, Pei Yuzhi immediately put those things behind him.
After the intimacy, Pei Yuzhi was satisfied and put the business behind him, leaving Huo Qiao alone to consume himself.
Pei Yuzhi didn't know that he had this problem before. It can be said that Huo Qiao's internal consumption has a lot to do with Pei Yuzhi's behavior.
So he resisted the urge to coax Huo Qiao again and looked at him encouragingly.
Huo Qiao's heart was beating wildly under his expectant gaze, and after a while he finally found his voice.
"—I want to know what the smoke bomb you mentioned is, and why you are so concerned about Baihui Group. Does it have anything to do with me?"
Across the boiling butter pot, Pei Yuzhi laughed suddenly.
*
In the villa, the last group of guests left, and Qin Lingfeng stood in front of the window and listened quietly to the discussions in the video conference.
"—Mr. Qin, is your source of information accurate? The transformation of Baihui Group is a promising project. If it is run well, the market value of your shares will increase several times. Is it possible that someone deliberately released this news to confuse you?"
"Yes, you hold 12% of the shares of Baihui Group. Even if you want to sell them now, no one is capable of taking over."
"Speaking of taking over, I went to a union dinner yesterday and met the president of Shengjia Steel. He said that Huo Qiting of the Huo Group had inquired about other shareholders of the Baihui Group."
"Oh? Huo Qiting? He himself has some shares of the Baihui Group, right?"
"To be more precise, it's the Huo Group. The progress of several projects of the Huo Group recently have not been ideal, and the Tanshui Bay project has been abandoned by the Cui family. Now they should be eager to find new industries." "
I heard that Huo Qiting's son outside has a special relationship with the burden of the Cheng family in the Zhang family. He inquired about the shareholders of the Baihui Group. Does he know some inside information?"
The two subordinates in the video kept making various speculations, and Qin Lingfeng listened without saying a word.
Qin Lingfeng's fingers finally moved until he heard Xie Jinchuan.
Xie Jinchuan, Huo Qiao.
Qin Lingfeng naturally wouldn't believe everything that the Pei kid said today.
A young man deliberately created a circle of suspicion just for the shares of Lianfu Technology.
As for Baihui Group, Qin Lingfeng still had to wait and see.
But Lianfu Technology, a variety show contract in exchange for 3% of the shares was a loss for Qin Lingfeng.
But he still remembered what Pei Yuzhi said.
Using 3% of Lianfu Technology's shares to exchange for Shen Xingyi's variety show contract.
High-profile?
Was it Pei Yuzhi's casual remark, or was he referring to something?
Tsk.
Qin Lingfeng paused and pressed his fingers on the windowsill. He turned his head to look at the projection screen, and the two subordinates immediately stopped talking and waited for his instructions.
"Let the legal department receive Pei Yuzhi well tomorrow morning. After the handover of Lianfu Technology shares, send out the press release immediately."
"Yes, President Qin."
Qin Lingfeng looked at the dark sky calmly.
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