C52 Japanese Are Really Abnormal(1)

Suddenly she found the sky outside was unusually blue and a gentle breeze blew over. Lo Wenlin finally felt a trace of warmth but her heart was still tense. She was still puzzled. Where did he take her?

The driver in the black suit walked to open the car door and Huo Tianqing sat in it. Lo Wenlin was stunned for a moment before she finally sat in the car.

The car door slammed shut and the driver sat in the driver's seat. He started the engine and drove the car out of the villa.

Lo Wenlin did not relax at all. She sat there with her back straight, almost leaning against the door. She maintained a certain distance from Huo Tianqing, who looked like a statue.

Huo Tianqing leaned against the car. When he saw Lo Wenlin like this, he could not help but feel ridicule in his heart, but he did not say anything.

"Where are you taking me?" Lo Wenlin looked through the window and quickly swept past the things in front of her. She had not seen it for a long time, even though she could come out. But she did not feel any excitement. Instead, she felt very puzzled. She turned around and looked at the cold Huo Tianqing, asking the question in her heart.

"You'll know when you get there." Huo Tianqing did not even look at her and said coldly.

Lo Wenlin froze for a moment. He did not answer her words, which increased the doubt in her heart. She frowned and lowered her head to look at her fingers that had lost their white and white skin and became rough. She felt inexplicably uneasy.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was oppressive and depressing. Lo Wenlin did not even dare to breathe loudly. On the way, she almost maintained the same posture.

The car stopped at a Japanese restaurant. Huo Tianqing opened the car door and walked out.

Lo Wenlin also got out of the car, but she felt that her legs were a little numb. She almost could not stand stably. She supported the car for a while and the paralysis on her feet quickly disappeared.

Standing outside the Japanese restaurant, Liao Xin, who was wearing a black professional lady suit, saw Director Huo coming. She held a document in her hand and walked over. She bowed slightly to him with a symbolic smile on her face. "Director Huo!"

Seeing Director Huo bring other women over, Liao Xin took a look. There was a trace of surprise and doubt in her eyes. At first, she did not recognize Lo Wenlin. But in the end, she still recognized him. She bowed slightly politely. She shouted, "Mrs. Huo!"

In the past, when Director Huo encountered this kind of business, he would sometimes bring other beautiful women to the bar, and those women would usually become a commodity in the business.

Lo Wenlin looked at Liao Xin and saw that she was dressed like this. She thought that her father's secretary was also dressed like this. She guessed that she was Huo Tianqing's secretary. She smiled elegantly and did not say anything.

"Remember to smile well when you go in. Don't pull an ugly ashen face." Huo Tianqing's cold eyes reflected Lo Wenlin's surprised and slightly opened mouth. After saying that, he turned around and walked into the Japanese cuisine store.

Then, when Huo Tianqing walked in front, he told Liao Xin, his secretary, not to introduce Lo Wenlin's true identity in front of those Japanese people. He said that she was the female companion he brought out.

Liao Xin's heart was full of doubt at that time, and she looked at Director Huo in puzzlement. Then he glared at her and she hurriedly moved her eyes away. But there was one thing she was sure of. Director Huo wanted to use Madam Huo as a promotional item in the business. He wanted to profit from this.

Although this restaurant didn't have a large front, it was very famous in Taiwan. The client wanted to meet him here.

Lo Wenlin followed closely behind him and did not say a word.

At this time, a woman in Japanese kimono came out and greeted them politely in Japanese. After that, Liao Xin used fluent Japanese to say something to the woman. The woman stretched out her hand and made a "please" gesture and then led them to a guest room.

Lo Wenlin could understand some simple Japanese, but she was not very familiar with it.

The woman knelt down and opened the door. She heard the sound of the Japanese talking from inside. When she heard the door open, the sound stopped and she stood up to greet Huo Tianqing and the rest.

With a faint smile on his face, Huo Tianqing walked in and sat on the collapsed floor like them.

Lo Wenlin also walked in and saw three Japanese people in formal clothes. The Japanese people usually looked very old. She was arranged to sit beside Huo Tianqing. Liao Xin sat not far away and she was in charge of translating. The corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

Huo Tianqing saw that Lo Wenlin did not have any smile on her face, and then went closer to her ear. He gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a good smile."

Lo Wenlin was stunned in her heart, and her eyes slanted to glance at Huo Tianqing. Only then did she stiffly move her lips. It had been a long time since she smiled. Ever since she married Huo Tianqing, she had almost spent her days in grief. Her face had collapsed, and her lips had collapsed as well.

"Think about your sister, that cute little sister of yours." It was a simple sentence, but it carried a terrifying threat.