On the other side, Song Qianxing hurried into the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhuang Yibo standing in front of the sink.

She was washing her hands, but she didn't know how long she had been washing her hands, but her hands had turned abnormally red under the stimulation of cold water.

"Hey!" Song Qianxing rushed forward and turned off the faucet.

Zhuang Yibo looked at his hand and looked at her along her hand, as if he had come to his senses, "Qianxing, is it okay?"

"What are you doing?" Song Qianxing looked at her hands, quickly grabbed two pieces of hand wipes to dry the water stains on her hands, and then touched her hands. He felt the coldness and couldn't help but say, "Do you feel cold? Your hands are almost frozen and useless!"

"No." Zhuang Yibo said, "The water is cold, so my hands are cold."

Song Qianxing picked up her hand, put it in front of him, and said, "How long have you been washing?"

"It's really not." Zhuang Yibo denied it again, and his eyes fell on her.

The coat that Song Qianxing wore was wearing was just worn by Huo Jinbei.

Song Qianxing followed her sight and then realized that he was still wrapped in Huo Jinbei's coat. She instantly stiffened. She pulled off the coat and turned around and looked like she was about to throw it out.

"Hey—" Zhuang Yibo quickly grabbed her and said, "You put on your clothes and dress like this on a cold day. Wouldn't it be cold?"

"I'm not cold." Song Qianxing wrapped the coat in his hand, turned around and searched, but couldn't find a place to throw it away. In the end, he just said, "I forgot about it after being interrupted, and I'll give it back to him later."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo just smiled, raised his eyes and looked at her, and said, "When did you two start?"

"What to start?" Song Qianxing looked at her alertly, "Don't talk nonsense, okay, I still want my innocence!"

"You don't even tell the truth, right?" Zhuang Yibo said.

"This is the truth." Song Qianxing said, "I swear to the sky, I have nothing to do with him."

Zhuang Yibo seemed to have not heard her words, but just remembered that one morning when Song Qianxing called her, he talked about Huo Jinbei—

At that time, Huo Jinbei had almost cut off contact with her, and Song Qianxing comforted her and said that Huo Jinbei was not worthy of it.

"So, it was the time when we talked about him on the phone, right?" Zhuang Yibo said, "At that time, he had already confessed to you, right?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Qianxing suddenly fell silent for a moment.

She could deny it without regrets about her and Huo Jinbei, but it was already a certain fact about Huo Jinbei.

"No." After coming back to his senses, Song Qianxing finally spoke again, "At that time, he didn't say anything clearly, but he just started to appear in front of me for no reason, interfering in me in various ways, paying attention to me... Later he—"

Song Qianxing couldn't say that, and then frowned slightly, just said, "Anyway, I don't know what was wrong with him. He seemed to be in a bad mood... Yi Bo, let's not pay attention to him."

Zhuang Yibo stared at her quietly for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Then I can't bear to leave."

Song Qianxing couldn't help but be stunned.

"How can such an excellent man ignore him?" Zhuang Yibo stretched out his hand and grabbed her, "Even if I have no fate with him, the wealth will not flow to outsiders. If you two really succeed, I will be happy for you."

When Song Qianxing heard this, he suddenly broke away from her hand, "You didn't listen to me at all, right? I said I had nothing to do with him, I didn't feel anything to him, don't you understand?"

"Thousand Stars..."

"Stop!" Song Qianxing said repeatedly, "Don't mention him anymore, I'm almost annoyed by him. If you mention him in front of me, we will turn against you-"

Now it was Zhuang Yibo's turn to stop and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Qianxing then changed the subject and said, "What happened to you just now? Don't tell me you are because of Huo Jinbei--"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo's face turned slightly pale, and then he said, "No, it's because of Shen Haoxuan..."

"What did that bastard do to you?" Song Qianxing said immediately.

Zhuang Yibo hurriedly said, "No, he didn't do anything, it's just that I don't want to see him... I haven't asked you yet, why did you suddenly attack him?"

Song Qianxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he spoke the next moment: "What else can you do? You don't like him. You look like a bastard. You dare to pester you. How could I let him live a better life?"

"It's because of this?" Zhuang Yibo said, "You are too impulsive. You know that he is a scoundrel, but you are the one who suffers--"

"That's not." Song Qianxing said, "He admitted his fault and took the initiative to say no to pursue the matter, so I can come to find you."

Zhuang Yibo was stunned when he heard this, "They will not pursue it anymore? Why?"

"What else can it be?" Song Qianxing shrugged and rolled his eyes.

Zhuang Yibo instantly remembered her identity - Song Qingyuan's daughter. These words are indeed not something that ordinary people can afford, and the same is true for the Shen family.

Zhuang Yibo breathed a little relieved, but the next moment he grabbed Song Qianxing's hand tightly and said, "Although that's the case, you promise me that you should not be so impulsive again in the future. If something really happens, no one can save you..."

"Don't worry, you." Song Qianxing said, "If you don't deal with him first, I won't let something happen to me."

"You--" Zhuang Yibo didn't know what to say about her.

Song Qianxing said, "Let's go, I'll send you back, so that you won't be happy to see that bastard again. He will definitely not dare to mess with me now. If he dares to cause trouble for you again, I will press him to the ground and beat him-"

As she said, she pulled Zhuang Yibo out, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw Huo Jinbei standing outside.

He stood quietly against the wall, not sure how long he had been waiting, and whether he had listened to what they had just said—

Seeing them coming out, Huo Jinbei slowly stood up straight, looked at Song Qianxing, and said calmly: "This case has not been resolved yet, so he is thinking about hitting someone again?"

"Yes." Song Qianxing threw back his coat, "I have such a temper. Don't you know? If you can't stand it, leave--"

Huo Jinbei's eyes were calm and he looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently pulled Song Qianxing.

Song Qianxing obviously had no intention of listening to the advice and shook her hand away.

"I'm indeed leaving." Huo Jinbei handed over the coat in his hand and said, "But you still need to sign a mediation agreement, go quickly."

Song Qianxing hit the clothes he handed over and said, "Who wants to wear your clothes?"

The coat suddenly fell to the ground and fell at the feet of the two.

The air seemed to be frozen for a moment, and then Huo Jinbei bent down and picked up the clothes, turned to Zhuang Yibo, and said, "I'm leaving first, please take care of her."

Zhuang Yibo hurriedly took his coat. Before he could respond, Huo Jinbei nodded at her and turned around and walked away.
Chapter completed!