Master's Million Blind Wife

Qiao An's eyes narrowed. What did he understand? Did he really understand?    

Like a man, one had to have a man's responsibility. One could not be mismatched. One could not fall in love with the Qin Dynasty. One could not hook up with the Qin Dynasty!    

Did he understand?    

Qiao An threw the phone back under her pillow hatefully.    

If he did, he would not have stayed home in the middle of the night and did not know where he was fooling around.    

Taking a breath, Qiao An turned over and looked at the small bed that was still hanging by the side of the bed. Her heart was suddenly filled with complex emotions.    

Why was she always interested in scumbags?    

Why was it so cheap!    

Was the piano not fun or was it not nice to earn money? Why does it have to be emotional?    

Qiao An closed her eyes.    

Sleep!    

The moment she tried to make herself fall asleep, the curtain in front of her eyes flashed with light, as if a car had entered.    

Her heart tightened, and she quickly jumped off the bed, walked to the window, and looked down. Huo Chengzhou's black SUV was parked in the parking lot, and a man's figure quickly appeared under the street light.    

Lightly curling her lips, she quickly returned to the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and tried to calm herself down.    

About half an hour later, she heard the sound of the fingerprint unlocking, followed by the sound of a wheelchair rotating.    

"Qiao An?" He called out very gently.    

Qiao An thought about it and opened her eyes. She turned on the bedside lamp and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Mr. Huo?"    

"It's me." Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair quickly approached." Sorry to disturb your rest. "    

"It's fine." Even though her rationality told her not to ask, her inner voice still asked first, "Why is it so late today?"    

Huo Chengzhou pulled down the bed from the wall neatly and explained what happened. Qiao An was shocked when she heard it.    

"Is Shen Anning alright?"    

Huo Chengzhou looked up at her. "Why don't you ask Qin Jingyang if he is okay?"    

"If he is in trouble, you probably won't be able to come back now."    

Huo Chengzhou laughed softly. "He's fine, but Qin Jingyang insisted that Shen Anning take care of his three meals a day..."    

"Hmm?"    

"Shen Yijia was there at that time, so I did him a favor. From tomorrow onwards, Shen Anning will come to Bamboo Listening Pavilion to stay. I will ask the chef to prepare three meals a day for Qin Jingyang and ask the driver to send one to him. "    

He paused for a moment. "I know you and Shen Anning are good friends. Maybe you will be happy with this arrangement. What do you think?"    

Huo Chengzhou looked at Qiao An's expression and found that she was a little stunned. Then he smiled. "Okay."    

So the man made the arrangement because he considered her mood?    

Or in layman terms, was the man trying to please her?    

This thought circled in Qiao An's mind, causing her expression to be slightly stunned.    

Huo Chengzhou covered himself with the blanket and also sat on his bed. His eyes were burning as he looked at Qiao An.    

She was still wearing a white pajama. Her long hair was soft and fell on her shoulders like ink. Under the light, her entire person seemed to be gentle and affectionate.    

Sensing that the man was looking at her, Qiao An turned around very unnaturally and gave him a side profile. "Tomorrow weekend, I will go to the hospital with An Jing to see Qin Jingyang."    

Qiao An's side profile was very gentle. As she spoke, the dimples at the corners of her lips were faintly discernible, like an intoxicating wine.    

Huo Chengzhou felt a little drunk. "Okay."    

"Then, sleep?."    

... "Okay." Huo Chengzhou still had one word.    

Qiao An lifted her hand and turned off the lamp. She exhaled lightly. Why was the man always looking at her? That gaze was quite strange.    

The two of them were still lying on the bed for a while. Huo Chengzhou could sense that Qiao An was not asleep yet. He coughed lightly and asked, "Not asleep yet?"    

Qiao An was silent for a while. "Yes..."    

Huo Chengzhou thought for a moment. "There is a gym at home. I will take you downstairs to feel it tomorrow morning."