C241 You Have a Game Account Called Da Qiao?
C241 You Have a Game Account Called Da Qiao?
Huo Chengzhou looked up and saw Moo Yuwei's shy and smiling face.
There was a touch of coldness in the bottom of his eyes and he slightly nodded. " Yes."
Moo Yuwei naturally could not see through his expression. After all, in her eyes, every action of a man was so handsome that it could topple cities and topple cities.
She politely greeted Huo Feng again and the three of them entered the elevator together.
Moo Yuwei's eyes fell on Huo Chengzhou's face from time to time, and her heart was beating crazily like a little rabbit. It was as if the same space was especially sweet to her.
"You have a game account called Eldest Qiao?" Huo Chengzhou suddenly asked.
Huo Feng, who was sending a message to Yem Qiaoyu with his phone, was stunned. He heard Moo Yuwei softly reply, "Yes... How do you know?"
Moo Yuwei's words did not shock Huo Chengzhou. Instead, it made the dessert bag in Huo Feng's hand almost fall to the ground.
Moo Yuwei was actually Eldest Qiao!
His eyes looked up and down at Moo Yuwei for a while. In his mind, he quickly changed some of the messages she sent him when playing games to voice messages.
"Huo Huo, save me! I'm going to die!"
"Huo Huo, let's go up the mountain to see the scenery."
"Huo Huo, what took you so long? I've played a game and I was killed. Go and avenge me."
"Huo Huo, Huo Hu..."
The voice exploded in Huo Feng's mind like a devil spell. He found out that the image of Eldest Qiao in his mind had collapsed in an instant.
Huo Chengzhou tapped his fingertip on the wheelchair and asked in a deep voice, "Is it your own account?"
Moo Yuwei's heart jumped and she subconsciously nodded. "Yes, it has been me playing recently..."
Huo Chengzhou's eyes moved to her face and looked at her carefully for a moment. "Then how did you know that I am sharpening my knife?"
Moo Yuwei pursed her lips and the hand that was holding the milk tea bag tightened. "It... It was brother-in-law who told me..."
The elevator reached the 10th floor with a "ding."
The elevator door opened and a man with his hands in his pockets stood outside the door. His eyebrows were delicate and his eyes were burning.
His gaze swept around the sedan, and he nodded to Moo Yuwei to signal her. Finally, his gaze landed on Huo Feng's face.
His eyebrows raised slightly.
Huo Feng came back to his senses. "Oh, Mr Cheng, I'll go out for a while. I'll look for you later."
He took two steps out of the carriage, raised his hand to greet Yem Qiaoyu, and led him to the side.
In an instant, only Huo Chengzhou and Moo Yuwei were left in the carriage. Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair took two steps forward and raised his hand to block the elevator door that was about to close. He said in a deep voice, "You're not going out?"
"Huh?" Moo Yuwei came back to her senses. There was obvious disappointment in her eyes.
No matter what, this could still be considered as the emergence of netizens. This man's behavior was a bit too indifferent.
Perhaps it was because he did not expect it to be her. The man was temporarily at a loss. Moo Yuwei wanted to go online and chat with him after she returned home that night. Maybe the man's mood would be adjusted by then.
With this in mind, Moo Yuwei walked out. "Okay, goodbye, Mr Cheng. I will wait for you tonight."
Huo Chengzhou did not say anything else. The elevator door closed in front of Moo Yuwei.
She stomped her foot lightly and turned around to return to the office.
Why did Huo Chengzhou know that she was Eldest Qiao?
Could it be that Qiao An had complained?
This woman was really detestable!
...
Huo Feng brought Yem Qiaoyu to the lounge. "Didn't I say I would only be here later? Why did you come out now?"
"It's a good time to rest." Yem Qiaoyu did not explain. His gaze fell on his hand. "The dessert I brought for me? Why didn't you give it to me?"