Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

"Yes, may I go to your bedroom and take a look?" There was a hint of pleading in Huo Chenjun's eyes.

"Okay, go ahead."

Huo Chenjun strode towards the bedroom, and every step seemed to be stepping on his own heartbeat.

The bedroom door was half open. He reached out and pushed it gently. The door slowly opened and a faint scent of perfume hit his face.

That was the scent of Tang Xiaqing's favorite perfume. Once upon a time, this scent was extremely familiar and reassuring to him. Whenever he smelled it, endless tenderness and attachment would surge in his heart.

When Huo Chenjun stepped into Tang Xiaqing's bedroom, what caught his eye was a soft pink.

The pink sheets and quilt covers are like cherry blossoms blooming in spring, exuding a warm and romantic atmosphere.

In a corner of the room, there is a small bookshelf filled with various books, most of which are literary classics.

On the wall at the head of the bed hangs an elegant landscape painting. The painting shows a tranquil lake. The lake water shimmers in the sunlight, adding a bit of tranquility and comfort to the entire room.

Huo Chenjun's gaze stopped on the bed. He saw that Tang Xiaqing had also brought the "Modern Enterprise Management" and "Harvard Business Review" that he recommended to the apartment.

The whole room really looked like Tang Xiaqing's bedroom where she lived alone.

Huo Chenjun walked back to the living room and Tang Xiaqing had already cooked the noodles.

Huo Chenjun reached out his hand, gently stroked the loose hair on Tang Xiaqing's forehead, and whispered, "Are you not going home to protest my business trip?" His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of doting.

"How is that possible? I always knew that you were very busy at work, but when you are not in Menghai Pavilion, there is no practical point for me to go there. I think I want to return to my own space. I never expected that you would come back early." Tang Xiaqing explained.

Huo Chenjun went on, "I have negotiated the acquisition project, so I wanted to come back early to see you." As he spoke, he hugged Tang Xiaqing tighter in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head.

Tang Xiaqing's lips curled up slightly. She raised her head, looked directly into Huo Chenjun's eyes, and said, "But your tone and expression just now were obviously very bad. Are you worried about me? Do you have any doubts about me?" Her eyes were clear and bright, reflecting Huo Chenjun's figure.

After saying that, she looked at Huo Chenjun innocently, with a hint of temptation in her eyes.

Huo Chenjun's heart tightened. He didn't expect that Tang Xiaqing was so keen to notice his abnormality.

He didn't look directly into Tang Xiaqing's eyes. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "No, I've been under a lot of work pressure recently. Maybe I didn't look very well when I came back, so you misunderstood." He tried to use this excuse to get away with it.

"Let's eat first." Tang Xiaqing gently pulled Huo Chenjun's arm, with a hint of tenderness and concern in her eyes, and pulled him slowly towards the living room.

The soft light shone on them, outlining two shadows leaning against each other.

When I came to the living room, I saw a bowl of steaming noodles on the dining table. A golden fried egg lay on top of the noodles, surrounded by a circle of emerald green onions, and a light fragrance filled the air.

Tang Xiaqing motioned Huo Chenjun to sit down and said softly, "Hurry and try it. You must be starving after a busy day."

Huo Chenjun was indeed hungry. After running around all day, his stomach was empty.

He sat down on the chair, picked up his chopsticks, and gently lifted some noodles into his mouth. Instantly, the familiar and warm taste spread across his tongue.

The noodles are chewy and the eggs are fried just right, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The salty and fragrant taste mixed with the wheat aroma of the noodles makes every bite satisfying.

He couldn't help but start eating again. He usually enjoyed delicacies in various high-end restaurants, but at this moment he felt that this simple bowl of egg noodles was particularly delicious.

This homely taste, with a strong sense of fireworks, made him feel a different kind of warmth and peace of mind after a tiring day.

Tang Xiaqing sat aside, watching Huo Chenjun quietly. Seeing Huo Chenjun eat with satisfaction, she felt particularly at ease.

The room was very quiet, with only the slight sound of Huo Chenjun eating noodles. In this peaceful atmosphere, it seemed as if time had slowed down. The warmth and beauty of this moment made both of them intoxicated.

After finishing his meal, Huo Chenjun pointed to another locked room and couldn't help but ask, "Can I visit that room too?"

Tang Xiaqing didn't want to endure it anymore and asked him, "Did your attitude when you came in show that you doubted me?"

Huo Chenjun said frankly: "Yes."

"I have the right to know clearly." Huo Chenjun continued, his tone still firm, "How can I be happy if I don't even know where my woman stays at night?"

"Then when you came in just now, your tone was so harsh. Did you think I was seeing other men while you were away on business?" Tang Xiaqing said directly, "No wonder you sent me a smiley face this morning and didn't even respond coldly."

"Open the door, I have the right to find out." Huo Chenjun said.

"You're being stubborn now that you're full, right? Are you sure you have to see it? If you go into the room and see, you're destroying the trust between us." Tang Xiaqing was not to be outdone.

Huo Chenjun's face was solemn, his eyes fixed on Tang Xiaqing. With a firm look that could not be refused, he said word by word, "Please open the door."

He stood straight, like a steady mountain, emitting an invisible sense of oppression from his whole body.

Tang Xiaqing was slightly stunned. After looking at Huo Chenjun for a moment, she finally compromised.

She silently took the key out of her pocket, rubbing her fingers on the key ring uncomfortably, and then slowly walked towards a door next to her.

Her steps were a little slow, and every step seemed to be a little hesitant.

Arriving at the door, Tang Xiaqing inserted the key into the lock and turned it gently. With a light "click", the door slowly opened. Tang Xiaqing turned on the light, and inside the door was a spacious and bright study.

Opposite the door stands a huge bookcase that takes up almost the entire wall.

The bookcase is made of dark walnut, which has a warm texture and a light luster.

The bookcase is filled with a variety of books, which makes the whole study more quiet and profound.

There is also a desk in the corner of the study.

There are several photo frames on the table.

Huo Chenjun saw Tang Xiaqing's photo and a photo of Tang Xiaqing's parents.

Then, his attention was drawn to a smaller photo frame nearby. In the photo, Tang Xiaqing looked to be about twenty years old, radiant with youth and a bright smile. Next to her stood a man who appeared to be in his early thirties, with sharp features and a handsome face, his eyes gleaming with gentleness and wisdom.

The man leaned slightly sideways and hugged Tang Xiaqing with a smile on his face. The picture was frozen in this warm moment.

Huo Chenjun reached out and gently picked up the photo frame. He turned to look at Tang Xiaqing with a hint of doubt in his eyes and asked, "Who is this?"

Tang Xiaqing was slightly stunned, her eyes fell on the photo frame in Huo Chenjun's hand, and her expression instantly became a little sad.

"What if I just don't want to say it today?" Tang Xiaqing's tone was a little stubborn. She was dissatisfied with Huo Chenjun's attitude tonight.

"Explain it clearly." Huo Chenjun put down the photo frame, supported Tang Xiaqing's chin with his fingers, and responded coldly.