Chapter 737 Not a Girlfriend, but a Fiancée
Huo Yichen knew the location of Murong Qiao's award ceremony. After the other party told him about the itinerary yesterday, he inquired about the time and location in detail, including a series of arrangements.
At that time, I couldn't remember some of the things Murong Qiao was asked, so in the end I simply gave Huo Yichen a copy of the itinerary he had been given.
Watching the last glimmer of dusk disappear after the sun left.
Huo Yichen glanced at the time and realized that the award ceremony was not over yet, so he simply slowed down the car and saw a flower shop on the roadside, so he stopped and walked in.
"Hello, what flowers do you want?" The flower shop owner is a young girl with a few freckles on her face.
When he saw Huo Yichen entering his shop, the flower shop owner's eyes almost fell on him and he couldn't look away.
It is inevitable to encounter all kinds of boys in flower shops, and there are many handsome and handsome ones among them.
But this was the first time she had seen such a handsome and gentle type like Huo Yichen. Her heart couldn't stop beating, and there was a strong panic in her tone.
Huo Yichen said bluntly. "Just a bouquet of white roses."
"Okay." The flower shop owner instinctively agreed.
But during the process of packaging the bouquet, the flower shop owner looked at Huo Yichen a little unfocused, and his hands were just mechanical movements.
"Um, do you have a girlfriend?"
When the white rose was wrapped, the flower shop owner took advantage of the gesture of handing it to the other person and couldn't help but ask one more question.
Huo Yichen politely reached out and took the bouquet of flowers, then paid and nodded.
"It's not my girlfriend, I'm my fiancée." He shook the ring on his ring finger.
When he thought of Murong Qiao, Huo Yichen's originally cold expression couldn't help softening.
It's like the glacier turns into a clear flowing stream in spring, and the branches covered with snow also bloom into flowers, blooming with amazing tenderness.
Such Huo Yichen couldn't help but make the flower shop owner look a little dumbfounded.
Hearing the other party's answer, she felt disappointed at first, and then felt a sense of naturalness.
It would be strange if such an outstanding person didn't have a girlfriend.
Looking at Huo Yichen's back as he walked out of the shop with flowers and disappeared, the flower shop owner still couldn't forget the gentle look on his face when he mentioned the person he liked just now.
That is the tenderness that belongs to one person alone.
As the night gets darker, the stars and the moon hang high above our heads, blooming with a cool and soft brilliance.
The street lights on both sides of the road also started to work, emitting guiding light to pedestrians at intervals.
Seeing that the award ceremony was finally coming to an end, Murong Qiao said hello to Xu Xiuzhu and Shi Yang and then walked directly outside the venue.
At this time, the award ceremony had not really ended. There were a lot of reporters outside. Murong Qiao simply walked towards the underground parking lot and planned to leave. As a result, before he could go forward after taking the elevator, a hand stretched out from the side. He grabbed her arm first.
"Uh-" Murong Qiao was about to shout.
But as soon as he turned his head and saw Huo Yichen suddenly appearing in front of him, the cry went back to his stomach.
She touched her chest to calm down her shock, "You scared me. I thought those reporters were touching here."
The penetrating power of reporters and paparazzi in the entertainment industry is terrifying. Even at this award ceremony, the security work was tight, and Murong Qiao did not dare to take it lightly.
"I was thinking of picking you up." Huo Yichen frowned when he saw her thin and exposed shoulders.
"Let's go, get in the car first."
The underground parking lot was already cold. The moment he got out of the elevator, and because he was wearing a dress, Murong Qiao couldn't help but hug his shoulders and shrink.
The original idea of going back alone was immediately abandoned after Huo Yichen appeared.
Murong Qiao followed the other party and got into the warm passenger seat, and then a cup of warm oat milk was stuffed into his hand.
"Drink this first to warm your stomach." After Huo Yichen stuffed the oat milk into her hand, he pulled out a thin blanket from nowhere and covered Murong Qiao's legs.
Murong Qiao used his actions to see that the white roses placed in the back seat were beautiful and pure. Even before people reached out to touch them, they could already smell the fragrance emanating from them.
She pointed to the back seat with her free hand. "Why don't you give me flowers first?"
"Who made someone's stomach growl with hunger? I heard it clearly just now." Huo Yichen said.
He wanted to do something romantic, but after hearing the other person's stomach make a faint sound, Huo Yichen guessed that Murong Qiao probably didn't have dinner tonight.
It's a pity that he didn't bring anything to satisfy his hunger, and there was only one cup in the car. Can the oat milk he just bought when he arrived still have any effect?
After saying this, Murong Qiao blushed with embarrassment, and then took a covert sip of the fragrant oat milk in his hand.
While chatting, Huo Yichen turned the steering wheel and drove outside according to the prescribed route.
"How about we eat out tonight?" Murong Qiao suddenly suggested.
Huo Yichen kept moving his hands. "What, do you dislike me?"
His half-joking tone caused Murong Qiao to gently wave his hand, but the blow on his arm was not painful or itchy, but it seemed like he was being coquettish.
"Nonsense." Murong Qiao retorted on the spot.
The food made by Huo Yichen was so delicious that she wanted to swallow it with her tongue. Even if she was eating the same dish, Murong Qiao felt that she could eat it for a long time.
Just thinking that the other party has been very tired at the company during this period, and Murong Qiao feels a little sad if he still has to be responsible for cooking after returning home.
Huo Yichen naturally knew that she didn't mean that. "If you want to eat, that's up to you. It just so happens that the restaurant you liked before also has new dishes."
After he finished speaking, he left one hand free to change the navigation and reset his location. At the same time, he sent a message to Ye Zhen, asking him to communicate with the restaurant in advance.
Murong Qiao, who had just been suffocated at the award ceremony, took advantage of this free time to take out his cell phone to see if anyone had sent him a message.
The phone was muted when entering the stadium, but after taking it out only now, as soon as it was unlocked and the screen turned on, Murong Qiao saw a lot of messages popping up, and the number directly changed to 99+.
Among them, Huo Yichen and An Nuo have the most, followed by Shen Xi, Ruan Ying and several brothers.
Murong Qiao clicked in one by one and took a look, and saw that Annuo seemed to mention the award ceremony he was going to next.
[If I hadn’t been filming, maybe I could have gone with you to this award ceremony. 】The last message from Annuo was a bit regretful.
Originally, the two of them didn't meet often after moving separately, let alone communicate from time to time.
The two people who are busy working with each other are no worse than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who get together once a year.
Annuo, who was usually busy for two or three months during a filming session, and Murong Qiao, who had to run around from time to time, had a completely different schedule. I guess they had just met two days ago, and Annuo was still a little worried at this time. Reluctant to part with it.
Murong Qiao typed a reply to her, [Why are you still pretending to be me in your heart? 】
Although the name of the person was not mentioned, as soon as Annuo saw this news, he knew that Murong Qiao was talking about Murong Chen.
The meeting between Murong Qiao and her eldest brother at the door made her tease An Nuo several times.