Song Qianxing only felt that he had seen a ghost.

She really couldn't understand what happened to Huo Jinbei - they left unhappily three days ago on the night before.

Three days ago, Huo Jinbei appeared in a nightclub again, skillfully asked for two bottles of wine, and sat down until late at night.

And that night, Song Qianxing rarely got off the morning shift.

When she walked to the side of the road, Sure enough, Huo Jinbei was still waiting for her in her usual parking space.

These days, facing such a situation, Song Qianxing seemed to have adapted. When she saw this situation, she immediately stopped and was too lazy to continue to move forward. She stood opposite the road and started calling a taxi with software.

Through a busy street, Huo Jinbei quietly leaned against his car and watched her.

During this period of time, it was the lively time nearby, and men and women came and went, occupying the nearby taxi resources thoroughly.

When Huo Jinbei saw Song Qianxing standing on the side of the road for nearly twenty minutes, he could only stand there fiddling with her cell phone, he finally couldn't help but step forward.

However, at this moment, two luxury sports cars suddenly stopped in front of Song Qianxing one after another.

As soon as the car window was put down, two or three men inside whistled at Song Qianxing, "Isn't this Qianxing DJ? Did you get off work so early? Are you interested in changing places with us to have fun?"

Seeing this, Huo Jinbei quickly walked across the road and came to Song Qianxing, "I'll take you back."

Song Qianxing glanced at him without moving.

The man sitting in the car in front of him glanced at Huo Jinbei, then looked at Song Qianxing and laughed out loud, "No? I went back so early, can your biological clock adapt? Let's play with us. Look at how lively we are here, and you can guarantee that you are so excited!"

The men and women in these two cars immediately started to cheer, as if they were inciting Song Qianxing.

Huo Jinbei looked at the group of men and women who were so excited that they were so excited that they frowned, and pulled Song Qianxing and prepared to leave.

Who knew that Song Qianxing broke away from his hand, then looked at the person sitting in the car, and smiled and said, "Yes, if your car has my place, I will get in the car immediately."

"Yes, yes!" A man in the second car suddenly got out of the car, "Come on, I'll give you my location. You guys go first, I'll arrive later!"

Song Qianxing was not polite either. He took a seductive look at him and prepared to get on the car.

But Huo Jinbei once again grabbed her, "Song Qianxing!"

Song Qianxing turned around and looked at him.

"This group of people drink alcohol and take drugs and do whatever they want. Are you sure you want to join them?" Huo Jinbei said coldly.

Song Qianxing suddenly sneered and came to him and said, "Otherwise? Huo Jinbei, what kind of person do you think I am? They are the same person! As for you - sorry, we will never go on the same road!"

After saying that, Song Qianxing broke away from him hard, turned around and got into the luxury sports car behind him.

Soon, with the roar of the engine, the two cars merged into the traffic flow one by one and disappeared very quickly.

After that day, Huo Jinbei did not appear in the nightclub for two consecutive days. Song Qianxing thought he should have given up. Who knew that he came again today and admitted in public that he was a lunatic - what is it that he was fascinated by ghosts?

But when she thought that she might be the "ghost", Song Qianxing became even more angry and sneered: "That's so regretful. I'm really not interested in lunatics at all!"

After saying this, Song Qianxing turned around and left.

Huo Jinbei quietly looked at her leaving back, and his expression was still calm.

However, Lu Ran couldn't help but look aggrieved. Seeing Song Qianxing's figure disappearing behind a door in front of her, she turned around and looked at Huo Jinbei, "Why?"

"What?" Huo Jinbei looked at her and asked in a low voice.

"Why did she treat you so much?" Lu Ran felt very wronged for Huo Jinbei, "You are so nice, why doesn't she like you?"

Mu Qian, who was beside him, almost broke down after hearing this.

I originally thought Lu Ran’s grievance was for him, but I didn’t expect that she was for Huo Jinbei.

Huo Jinbei was obviously stunned for a moment, speechless.

"Do you really like her?" Lu Ran asked again, "How much do you like it?"

Huo Jinbei was quiet for a moment before finally answering: "I like it. I like it even more than before."

For a moment, Lu Ran and Mu Qian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and even Huo Jinxi, who had been focusing on watching the information stored on his mobile phone, raised his head and looked at him.

However, Huo Jinbei's vision was already locked on the stage.

Under the glory, Song Qianxing slowly stepped onto the stage and was already the most eye-catching existence in the audience.

...

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the nightclub, Lu Ran and her classmates, including Gu Qinger, were forced to leave.

Even though Lu Ran was aggrieved and unwilling to give up, he still couldn't continue to stay.

That night, Mu Qian, who had successfully communicated with most of the people in the nightclub, completed the task successfully. Although she still wanted to continue watching Huo Jinbei and Song Qianxing's future development, the two children in the family were more attractive. Therefore, when the time came, she pulled Huo Jinxi and left without hesitation.

Huo Jinbei was left alone, sitting in a familiar position, waiting quietly amid the deafening sounds.

At three o'clock in the morning, Song Qianxing walked out of the nightclub door.

Huo Jinbei is still waiting for her in the old place.

This time, Song Qianxing did not avoid him anymore, but walked straight to his motorcycle and rode on it.

Huo Jinbei quickly walked to the front of her car.

Song Qianxing, like a provocation, started the motorcycle in front of him, and then said: "Doctor Huo, I didn't drink today. I'm so sorry that I can ride my own bike and don't waste money to take a taxi anymore."

"What a pity." Huo Jinbei repeated the three words in her words, then pulled out her car key and said, "You still can't ride."

Song Qianxing only found it funny, held his helmet and turned his head to look at him, "What's the reason?"

Huo Jinbei gestured on his arm.

Song Qianxing couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"With the degree of injury to your arm, even the CD player is slightly affected, so you will never be able to fully control this motorcycle," said Huo Jinbei.

Song Qianxing suddenly squinted his eyes and then said, "Don't tell me, you judged that my arm was injured through some mistakes in playing DJs."

Huo Jinbei did not answer her question, but said, "You should go to the hospital for a follow-up visit today, but you didn't."
Chapter completed!