Chapter 9: Twisting feet and forcefully kissing

When life is the most difficult, you will always encounter someone who throws cold water on it. Huo's Manor is located in a mountainous area, and there are relatively few cars on weekdays, but today there seemed to be no cars.

Song Huashan looked back and forth, planning to take a ride. She really made the wrong plan. She thought she would take a taxi and leave with him when she returned.

Unexpectedly, she is a reserved person, and he is even more reserved than me!

After walking a few steps, she stepped on a pebble and slipped. Song Huashan suddenly squatted on the ground.

"Ugh..." This is extremely unlucky.

Her hands were holding her ankles, and she was feeling pain. The road ahead was still far from the right path. Could it be that she was going to die on the road? She asked for help. There was no other choice but to do this.

Song Huashan looked at the phone list on her phone. Huo Tingyan, Hua Xiaocan, Li Guanjia, and Xiang Kaifeng were the only people she could find. The first person was excluded without any reason. The second person she was now more vulnerable than herself.

Don't bother her anymore. The third person can't let him know his situation. The fourth person...

"Hua Shan?"

"Mr. Xiang, I...can't get a taxi now, can you come and pick me up?" I was so ashamed that a living person couldn't get a taxi.

"Where are you?" Xiang Kaifeng's tone showed some anxiety.

"Road around the mountain."

"Then just wait, I'll be there soon." He hung up the phone in a hurry.

Warmth, warmth, there are indeed many good people now, and one or two words made her feel warm in her heart. Practice has once again proved that the boss is more useful than the husband.

Ten minutes later, Xiang Kaifeng drove over in his expensive luxury car.

"You don't have to sit on the ground if I want you to wait?" Xiang Kaifeng said with a smile. He got out of the car and walked to her side.

"Don't be ridiculous, I sprained my foot." Song Huashan asked if she could cry when seeing such a great relative and boss.

"Is it twisted? Is it serious?" Xiang Kaifeng's face changed rapidly. He squatted beside her and inspected her carefully.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"I'm sorry." Xiang Kaifeng raised his hand and apologized repeatedly, "Song Huashan, I found that you are not ordinary stupid now. You can twist your feet on such a flat road!" There was a slight reproach in his words.

"Dear leader, please scold me first. I was wearing high heels. I was in a hurry to get back to work. I took a few steps and twisted my head. This can be considered a work-related injury." At this time, Song Huashan was already injured by him.

Set it up.

"No, my legs are numb!" Song Huashan still stood still, but her body couldn't stop shrinking downwards.

Xiang Kaifeng held her waist with one hand, as if he was holding Song Huashan sideways to his side.

"You sprained your foot yourself, and now it's actually a work-related injury. I especially want to know, didn't your old man let you go?" Xiang Kaifeng hugged her to the car door, when a high-end off-road vehicle passed by them.

Whistling by.

"The driver at home is out, and no one can take me off." Song Huashan said shamelessly.

Xiang Kaifeng glanced at the car that just passed by, ignored it, looked at Song Huashan's clumsy way of getting into the car, and hugged her up.

"I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup first, and you'll have a day off in the afternoon." Xiang Kaifeng said as he started the car.

"No! The company is so busy with things. There is no need to check. It's just a minor problem. I can still go to work." Song Huashan casually pressed a button, which was Faye Wong's "Turning Wood". She leaned back on her chair and continued unceremoniously,

"Mr. Xiang, if you treat me to a simple meal, my feet will be healed immediately. I will be able to devote myself to you even if I die."

Xiang Kaifeng glanced at her sideways, and Song Huashan's exaggerated appearance made him laugh, "I'm almost ready to go back and forth for you. If you still work hard for me, wouldn't I die early and be reborn?"

Song Huashan looked at the person next to her who was usually not good at talking, but was actually very capable of being unreasonable.

"Mr. Xiang, I find that you are poorer than me." This is a heartfelt compliment. Who knows, Song Huashan is a very talkative person.

Xiang Kaifeng looked at her and smiled without responding. After a while, he said again, "Why don't you ask Mr. Huo to pick you up?"

This question is really tricky.

"He happened to have something to do and couldn't come over. Aren't I doing this to make your glorious and great image public to the world?" Song Huashan didn't know how embarrassed she was laughing.

"Oh, I just watched him drive by." Xiang Kaifeng is really a thunderous person, and he can kill people with just one sentence.

"Oh..." Song Huashan was a little embarrassed by her boss, "That guy actually dared to lie to me. I will make him kneel on the stairs when I get back. He doesn't take me seriously!" Words spoken by a guilty person always seem to have stamina.

insufficient.

Xiang Kaifeng looked ahead and did not answer the question.

"I'll take you to see your feet first, then go to dinner, and then we'll go back to the company together. Is that okay?"

"Um."

Then the two of them became quiet again, Xiang Kaifeng's expression became serious, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Song Huashan, on the other hand, looked out the window, wondering why Huo Tingyan wanted to go back.

She couldn't stand the irritation in her heart, so she sent a text message to Huo Tingyan, saying that there was an emergency in the company, and Mr. Xiang would take me back.

In the end, she almost became a liar. What she said seemed to have been thought out a long time ago. Is she the kind of scheming woman? She held the phone in her hand for ten or fifteen minutes, and she didn't even see her after dinner.

Reply. She stuffed her cell phone into her bag out of frustration. If she doesn’t love her back, just let you know the reason.

Xiang Kaifeng stretched out his noble hand to help Song Huashan into the company, but he was watched all the way.

"Hey, Hua Shan, our boss Xiang is really treating you very differently!" When Wang Min asked this question, the people next to him stretched their ears to hear the latest news.

"If you want to say that we, Mr. Xiang, have nothing to say, we are diligent and caring for the people. I am moved!" Song Huashan began to exaggerate again. At this time, just as Xiang Kaifeng came out, Song Huashan stood up and shouted like crazy.

He said, "Long live Mr. Xiang!"

Xiang Kaifeng was startled by this sudden sentence, and then said sternly, "It's a tortoise that lives for ten thousand years. I'd better live to the end of my life." "Hehe." Song Huashan laughed.

The others laughed, then dispersed and returned to their seats.

It is not a good sign that a married woman is rumored to be having an affair. Although others do not know that she is a married woman, her words are scary, but her heart is really Alexander!

Xiang Kaifeng originally arranged a business trip for Song Huashan, but Mr. Huo interfered in the process, so the plan had to be changed. Amy took over Song Huashan, and the remaining Song Huashan could only do light things.

After get off work, Xiang Kaifeng wanted to take her home again, but Song Huashan refused for various reasons. God knows what would happen if he bumped into them going back.

Although the ankle will still hurt, it is better than having too many things to do.

Xiang Kaifeng had no choice but to call her a taxi.

When we got home, there was no one.

Song Huashan changed into homely clothes and limped around the kitchen. He was not at home, which was just what she wanted. She was a little excited cooking the dishes she was good at.

A green pepper and potato shreds, a casserole tofu, a dried lentil, a tomato and egg soup, and fragrant stuffed rice. Song Huashan's little life was also quite beautiful.

She was in a surprisingly good mood today. She was even more happy after eating the food she cooked. If only Hua Xiaocan and Nizi could accompany her, she would definitely be amazed by her cooking skills.

But when the meal was halfway through, Huo Tingyan came in with a calm face.

She was a little surprised. It was impossible for him to come back at this time normally. It was either very early or very late, but today was unexpected.

"Have you eaten?" Song Huashan looked at the person sitting opposite and couldn't help asking.

Huo Tingyan didn't reply to her.

Song Huashan went to get the dishes and chopsticks for him angrily. She was really serving the uncle's fate. People ignored her, so she had to accept her fate and take care of him.

"Common food, eat whatever you want!" She placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of him and seemed to be talking to herself. He didn't reply to her at all, he was just talking to himself anyway.

Song Huashan sat down again, but he didn't speak or eat. What on earth did he want to do?

Huo Tingyan glanced at her, and then said, "Serve the rice."

God, she forgot to serve him rice. She always thought that he had obsessive-compulsive syndrome, and it seemed to be true. She resigned herself to her fate and limped over to him and served him rice.

"No, here you go."

Huo Tingyan didn't answer it. Song Huashan rolled her eyes at him and put the bowl in front of him. Just when she was about to take her hand away, he grabbed her hand. The strength came suddenly. Song Huashan didn't have a chance to hold it steady and was about to hit the table.

She fell over and he hugged her.

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Song Huashan said angrily.

Huo Tingyan still hugged her tightly and had no intention of letting go. "What's wrong with your feet?"

She was abandoned by her unscrupulous husband and tripped over a pebble when she was angry. There was no way she would say such things to him.

"I accidentally twisted it."

"What are you doing?" Song Huashan exclaimed, her man was already sitting on his lap.

Please, can you not be so ambiguous? Without that kind of ambiguous relationship, you will easily get sick if you have too much sex.

"Let me look at your feet." Huo Tingyan took off her shoes and tugged on her trousers.

Song Huashan couldn't help but lamented again, "It's the right foot."

He looked at his left foot so carefully that he would not notice anything.

"oh."

"It hurts!" Song Huashan glared at him, clearly seeing that it was already swollen but still pressing it so hard.

Huo Tingyan frowned, "Would it be better if I rubbed it?" He looked at Song Huashan with a childish expression.

The most taboo thing about spraining your feet is ### and the like. The dignified President Huo actually doesn't even have such common sense.
To be continued...