Capítulo 853: Chapter 841
But once words are spoken, they’re like water splashed out, impossible to retrieve.
Xiao Yixing sat down on the sofa next to him. Naturally introverted, he seldom spoke even when he visited soone.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to speak, but that he couldn’t.
He simply said to Wen Xian:
“Everything went smoothly with the delivery, right?”
Wen Xian, sitting on the edge of the bed with an apple in her hand, had stopped eating. She had also set aside the script she was holding, and she responded with a chuckle,
“Yes, yes, everything went smoothly with the delivery.”
Just joking. If it hadn’t gone smoothly, could she still be sitting here just fine?
Professor Xiao fell silent for a mont before saying, “That’s good.”
Wen Xian: “…”
She smiled and nodded her head, then quickly shifted her gaze toward Huo Qi.
A subtly awkward atmosphere gradually filled the room, becoming increasingly thought-provoking.
Damn, her mouth that shouldn’t have spoken.
It was clear to her now, the questions she had just asked Huo Qi had been overheard by the professor who had co in at the door.
The atmosphere grew even more tense, as if no one knew what would be good to say next.
Wen Xian gestured with her eyes toward Huo Qi, blinking rapidly, hoping he would say sothing to break the ice.
After all, the professor was still sitting there.
But Huo Qi only smiled faintly, sowhat embarrassed, and then said,
“Shall we continue the topic from before?”
“Ah, the topic. What topic were we on before?”
Wen Xian was montarily puzzled, looking at him in surprise.
Huo Qi: “Didn’t you ask about getting a girlfriend?”
“Oh, that…!” Wen Xian’s eyes twitched involuntarily as soon as she heard him start with that topic.
She quickly glanced at the professor, who showed no change in expression. Then she forced a laugh and said,
“Yes, yes, after all, we’ve been good friends for so many years. Look, I even have a child now…”
As she spoke, she was making eyes at Huo Qi, signaling him not to continue on this topic.
But the corners of Huo Qi’s mouth twitched slightly, as if he didn’t care anymore.
So things, perhaps, were destined to be ntioned sooner or later.
It’s just that no one took the initiative to talk about it, as if not bringing it up would an the problem didn’t exist.
He walked over and sat down on the sofa next to Xiao Yixing, with a faint smile on his lips. In a relaxed tone, he said to Wen Xian,
“Actually, as long as you’re doing well, I have no regrets. For , I might not need to have children in my future.”
At these words, the air seed to freeze for a mont.
No need for children?
A faint ripple seed to pass through the cold eyes of the man next to Huo Qi.
Wen Xian, supporting her chin, watched them both intently.
Both n sat on the sofa, one in a smoky gray coat and the other in a khaki jacket.
The professor was calm and quiet, speaking little, wearing gold-rimd glasses.
Huo Qi, with slightly long hair and a delicate, handso face, had exceptional features and long, romantic eyes. His sharp jawline was topped with lips pink as cherry blossoms.
Underneath his khaki jacket, he wore a white high-necked thin sweater. His skin was fair, exuding an air of aristocratic indifference mixed with a hint of cynicism.
Only Wen Xian knew how simple Huo Qi really was.
And how sincere his emotions were.
He often thought things were simple, always feeling that any problem that money could solve wasn’t really a problem.
But now, watching them sitting together, the scene looked so perfectly matched, yet suddenly her heart felt complex and obscure…
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