Has he really been gone for so long?
Disappeared on the 18th...
The 18th...
Wasn’t that the day she and Jiaqi got engaged?
How could it be such a coincidence that after that day, he never appeared in public again?
Is it related to her?
Or is she overthinking it?
"What’s wrong?"
Seeing Mu Zhenzhen staring blankly at her phone, Huo Jiaqi asked, then also picked up his own phone to take a look.
They both had the sa news app on their phones, and now his phone’s hopage was also pushing the sa hot news.
Shengyu Group’s President—
Mo Xingyuan—
His hand gripping the phone tightened ever so slightly, and he slowly looked over at Mu Zhenzhen,
who was still staring at her phone in a daze, her small face completely bloodless and pale.
Suddenly, Huo Jiaqi lost all interest in dining.
He put down his phone and smiled as he spoke to Mu Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, are you done eating?"
"Ah, yes, I’m done eating."
It seed Mu Zhenzhen suddenly rembered she was on a date, and awkwardly put down her phone, forcing a smile at Huo Jiaqi.
"Then let’s go. It’s still early, we can take a stroll. I want to buy you so things."
"There’s no need, really. I don’t lack anything, and besides, last ti you gave such a valuable gift, I’d feel embarrassed to accept more."
"The things I give you, I only care if they suit you. As for the value, in my eyes, you’re beyond what money can asure. Let’s go for a casual walk. If you don’t find anything you like, I’ll take you ho."
Seeing Huo Jiaqi say this, Mu Zhenzhen couldn’t say anything else.
Although she just wanted to go ho now, since they hadn’t seen each other for a few days, taking a stroll together was reasonable.
They left the restaurant and went directly to the busiest area of the city for a couple of laps.
In the end, Mu Zhenzhen didn’t fancy anything.
Whether it was clothes, bags, or jewelry, she wasn’t interested in any of it.
Huo Jiaqi didn’t force her to buy anything. Seeing she wasn’t interested in shopping, he quietly held her hand and walked with her outside the stores.
To him, just being with her, without doing anything, was fulfilling enough.
The slight displeasure he felt back in the restaurant slowly faded away in the quiet night.
Unexpectedly, when they reached the next intersection, Mu Zhenzhen suddenly shook off his hand heavily, staring ahead in panic.
Huo Jiaqi was taken aback by her action and followed her gaze forward, only to see a tall man in a suit standing at the intersection on the other side of the traffic light, with his back facing them, talking on the phone.
Mo Xingyuan—
Huo Jiaqi’s eyes widened slightly.
Was this back view Mo Xingyuan?
Looking again at Mu Zhenzhen’s expression, he was almost sure that at least Mu Zhenzhen believed the person at the intersection was Mo Xingyuan.
So, was it because of Mo Xingyuan that she shook off his hand?
Was she actually very concerned about that man in her heart?
Did she not want that man to see her getting close to him?
A feeling he couldn’t quite define welled up in his heart, and then the man across the street turned his face while talking on the phone.
It was a face with well-ford features, but compared to Mo Xingyuan’s godly appearance, it was worlds apart.
That person was not Mo Xingyuan.
In fact, at that mont, Huo Jiaqi didn’t even care whether that person was Mo Xingyuan or not. What he cared more about was what his fiancée was really thinking in her heart at that mont.
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