Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

"You want to come into my room?" Mr. Huo asked with a frown, without any intention of inviting her in, obviously not welcoming her.

Su Xianyun saw that she was greeted by President Huo's cold and vigilant gaze.

Su Xianyun felt a little embarrassed and frustrated, but she still kept a smile on the surface. Su Xianyun thought she could impress the other party with her appearance, but now it seems that she didn't succeed.

"Yes, Mr. Huo, there are two places on the document that I don't understand." Su Xianyun responded. She saw Mr. Huo turn sideways and try to close the door, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand to block the gap in the door that was about to close.

"Xiao Su, I am your boss, not your mentor. I have no obligation to teach you how to solve problems. You can also ask Zhang Xiangxiang, the sales director who came with us this time. She has been in the company for more than ten years and is very experienced." Mr. Huo's voice was low, but his eyes were still sharp.

Su Xianyun stood alone outside the door, feeling a little frustrated and powerless, but still unwilling to give up. So she mustered up her courage and said, "Mr. Huo, the shower in my room is broken. Can I take a shower in your room?"

Another breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness. Su Xianyun's long hair danced on her shoulders.

Faced with such a sudden question, Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Then what? Are you going to sleep in my room tonight?"

Su Xianyun felt that President Huo seemed to be testing her true intentions.

Although she was caught off guard by the question, she still faced it calmly: "Yes... if it's possible..."

"No." Huo Chenjun refused coldly and closed the door.

Su Xianyun clearly felt that she was rejected. She returned to the room and stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the bustling scene below.

When she felt Huo Chenjun's ruthless rejection, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. At this moment, all her emotions converged into an unspeakable sadness.

Tears quietly slid down her cheeks, and she gently stroked her wet eyes with her fingers, trying hard to stop the tears from flowing.

Su Xianyun was wondering what true love really was. She had previously rejected Mr. Huo's proposal for a quick marriage mainly because she felt that Mr. Huo didn't really love her.

She's confused about what true love is, worried that emotions are as fleeting as sand in the wind. Witnessing the beautiful relationships between classmates eroded by reality only deepens her confusion. She can't help but wonder: does true love really matter? Even if a relationship starts out genuine, can it eventually become fake?

Su Xianyun thought about herself, she was almost 30 years old, and what kind of man would she meet in her future life? In terms of financial conditions, was Mr. Huo the ceiling she could meet in this life?

She posted a few words on her WeChat Moments: "Everything in the world flows like flowing water, only regrets accompany the moonlight. The rising moon and the hidden stars add to the chill, and the rising wind and surging waves add to the loneliness."

After Huo Chenjun closed the door, he looked through the meeting documents. When he got tired of reading, he went to look through Tang Xiaqing's WeChat Moments.

Tang Xiaqing set it to be visible for three days, so he could only see a horizontal line.

While far away from home, Huo Chenjun suddenly felt that his longing for Tang Xiaqing became stronger and stronger.

Huo Chenjun admired the gentle smile hidden under her fresh and refined appearance.

It was ten o'clock in the evening German time and everything was silent.

Mr. Huo lay alone on the soft big bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. His deep concern for Tang Xiaqing became stronger and stronger.

So, Huo Chenjun took out his phone again, edited a message and sent it to Tang Xiaqing: "It's late at night, but I'm still awake. Whenever I close my eyes, your smile blooms in my mind, like an elegant flower, making me forget all my worries. You linger in my mind. I feel that every cell in my body is filled with attachment to you, as deep and vast as the ocean. For the rest of my life, I want to hold your hand tightly and never let go..."

After editing for a long time, he deleted everything before pressing the send button.

Having experienced the ups and downs of the business world for many years, he had become accustomed to apathy and independence. He never expected that such tender feelings would emerge from deep within his heart.

At this moment, thinking of the age difference, Huo Chenjun was worried that expressing himself too directly would put pressure on the other party, and worried that he would scare away the precious girl in his heart. In the end, he only sent three "Good morning", hoping that she would see it when she woke up in the morning.