C7 It's a Real Show(1)

Huo Lei's facial expression was very ugly, but he held back his anger. In his heart, he thought that Feng Ying'er had said that she loved him. Now, she had climbed onto Huo Ting's bed and was reluctant to get down.

As expected, all the women were the same.

Feng Ying'er looked directly at Huo Lei. Huo Lei's thoughts could be seen from his eyes. It was all because of him, but he did not feel that he was wrong.

Huo Ting saw this clearly fragile little woman in front of him, but she straightened her back and looked at the person who hurt him. For some reason, he felt a little heartache for her.

"Let's go! After dinner, we will go to the movie!" Huo Ting pressed Feng Ying'er's hand. His eyes were a little warm.

A trace of surprise flashed in Old Lady Huo's eyes, but the smile on her face was even wider. No one knew his grandson better than her. He had such a cold and indifferent personality since he was young. It was rare for him to be patient with other girls.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Huo looked at Feng Ying'er again. Perhaps this girl was different.

Huo Lei saw that they acted as if there was no one else around and treated him like air. He had anger in his heart but did not dare to act out. The breath in his chest fluctuated.

"Ying'er, I said I was wrong. Did you hear me? Don't argue with me anymore, okay?" Huo Lei lowered his eyes. His tone was somewhat helpless and doting, as if he was really coaxing an unreasonable girlfriend.

If she ignored what he had done previously, Feng Ying'er would definitely forgive him and throw herself into his arms without saying a word.

But she clearly saw how Huo Lei schemed against her, and how he made her worthless.

Feng Ying'er did not even bother to give Huo Lei a look. Facing such a shameless scum, there was no need to say anything, "Grandma Huo, then Ah Ting and I will leave first."

Old Lady Huo smiled and nudged Huo Ting, "Okay, let's go out and have fun. Ah Ting will bring Ying'er back tonight and be my companion."

Huo Ting looked at Feng Ying'er. This suggestion seemed to be good. "Okay!"

Feng Ying'er instantly looked at Huo Ting. He actually agreed.

She was just putting on a show, okay? Feng Ying'er tried hard to comfort herself. When she thought that Huo Lei was still at the side, she held back and did not say anything.

The two of them walked out hand in hand and Huo Ting personally drove the car. Feng Ying'er sat in the passenger seat and said goodbye to Old Lady Huo before leaving Huo family.

The car had just driven out of Huo family's courtyard when Feng Ying'er let out a sigh of relief. She leaned on the leather chair and looked at the scenery outside the window quickly.

"What, have you wavered?" Huo Ting focused on driving and asked seemingly unintentionally.

Feng Ying'er's expression froze and her back stiffened. "No. I was just thinking about how to let him feel my injuries."

Especially after knowing that Huo Lei wasn't a descendant of the Huo family. Perhaps this was the secret that Huo Lei couldn't accept the most, but she wouldn't tell him. Besides keeping it a secret for Grandma Huo, she didn't want to let Huo Lei go so early.

Huo Ting slightly raised his lips, his cold face did not show any expression, "Do you want to eat Chinese or Western food?"

Feng Ying'er was still stunned for two seconds when she heard the sudden change in topic. Then she reacted. "Chinese food!"

Huo Ting nodded. The car drove from the downtown area to the south of the city and stopped at the entrance of a quiet house.

When the boys in black uniforms at the door saw Huo Ting, they greeted him one after another. They took the keys and parked the car.

Feng Ying'er followed behind Huo Ting and entered the house. In front of them was a quiet and elegant little garden. Every blade of grass and tree was arranged neatly, making people feel at ease just by looking at it.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and white shirt walked out of the house. At first glance, it was obvious that he was the manager or something like that. When he saw Huo Ting, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Director Huo! Your room has been kept. Will you serve the dishes according to the original menu later?"

"There's no hurry!" Huo Ting had a tall and slender figure. He strode forward and asked, "Who is the head chef today?"

"It's Li Pengsheng." He added, "He specializes in Jiangzhou cuisine. The taste is light and suitable for Director Huo's taste."

Huo Ting stopped and looked at Feng Ying'er with his deep blue eyes. "What cuisines do you like? Spicy and light..."

Feng Ying'er did not expect Huo Ting to ask him. She did not stop and almost bumped into Huo Ting's broad back. His face was full of male hormones and he asked her with a serious look. She could not help but be slightly stunned.

"I... I can do it..."

Feng Ying'er did not really care about food. Although she did not lack money in the Feng family, it was not to the extent where she could squander. Occasionally going to a high-end restaurant was considered as a reward for herself. She did not care about that much.

The manager led Huo Ting and Feng Ying'er into the private room and served them a pot of tea. The dishes were served in no time.

"Director Huo, have a good meal. I will be outside. I have something you need to tell me." The manager said respectfully and closed the door gently.

"Have a taste of the dishes first!" Huo Ting gave her a piece of beef. He still remembered the slim touch of Feng Ying'er's wrist, as if it could be easily broken by him.

Feng Ying'er looked up at him and then lowered her head to taste the dishes. She chewed and swallowed the beef in her mouth. Needless to say, it was delicious.

Feng Ying'er realized that Huo Ting was like a natural gentleman. He took great care of women but kept a distance from them, not far away or close. His demeanor and manners were enough to make most women go crazy.

If Huo Ting did not say that he would help her, she would probably have had an illusion.

After eating for a while, Feng Ying'er pretended to speak carelessly, "You often come to this restaurant. Look which manager seems to be very respectful to you..."

Although with Huo Ting's identity, no matter where he went, he would be treated respectfully, but this manager seemed to treat his superior a little.

Hearing this, Huo Ting stopped. His long and clear fingers interweaved and placed on the table, "This restaurant is the property of Huo family. We are eating here. Huo Lei only needs to ask a little to know!"