She walked over and sat in front of Ding Xueqin.

When Ding Xueqin was arrested, she knew that her plan had failed.

By this time, she had already broken her guts.

Even his tongue was stiff and he couldn't speak, let alone glance at Jiang Fanxing.

Jiang Fanxing looked at Ding Xueqin, constantly thinking about the shooting he encountered on the way back. If it wasn't Huo Hanhuan who came to pick her up today, but the driver and Qibao, then I'm afraid Ding Xueqin's treacherous plan would have succeeded.

She, like Jiang Nanyan, is so vicious.

"Ding Xueqin, I think I should be a good person to the end." She took the ginger milk handed over by the maid and took a sip, and the cold on her body dissipated a lot.

Now, no matter how stupid Ding Xueqin is, she understands how ill-intentioned Jiang Fanxing's words are.

"I heard that your daughter is out of danger, why don't I let you go and see her one last time?" Jiang Fanxing licked the milk at the corner of his mouth, smiled lightly, the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was shallow, and it was very good-looking.

The last side?

Is she going to kill herself?

No!

She hasn't rescued Nanyan yet, how can she die!

"No ......"

"Do you see the snow outside?" Jiang Fanxing suddenly pointed to the goose feather snow outside the window, "Last time, I made Shen Juan kneel all night. ”

Ding Xueqin looked at her tremblingly, and after hearing her words, she trembled even more.

She was pregnant, but she knelt all night and didn't die. So...... You are strong and strong, and it is not a problem to kneel for a night after eating the delicacies of Shansanhai for so many years, right? ”

"Nope! No! "With such a heavy snowfall, you will definitely freeze to death if you kneel all night.

"Stop shouting, save some strength and see your daughter for the last time tomorrow." She gave the bodyguard on the side a look, and the bodyguard understood.

Like the last time she lifted Shen Xuan, she glanced at Ding Xueqin and threw her to the door like garbage.

……

Not long after, Huo Hanhuan walked out of the kitchen with a fragrant seafood fried rice.

Jiang Fanxing looked at a certain man with an apron around his waist.

I don't know how to laugh out loud.

Who would have thought that the president of the dignified Huo Group, the head of the Huo family, would condescend to his dignity and walk into the kitchen with an apron to make supper for a woman?

Speaking of which, Huo Hanhuan's face may really be gone.

"What's the little villain laughing at?"

"Laugh at you." She tugged at the apron around his waist, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, and her face was delicate.

This apron was the last time she went shopping and saw it in a department store.

Yellow, Pikachu.

At that time, her first thought was to buy it back and give it to Huo Hanhuan.

But after I bought it back, I remembered that Pikachu was Little Star's favorite cartoon character.

Huo Hanhuan looked at her little hand, white and clean, and placed it on his waist.

His eyes couldn't help but deepen a little.

She's like this...... It's too much like a favorite concubine who invites pets.

"Trust me, take your hand away. Otherwise, you may not have a chance to eat a late-night snack. The dark eyes are deep, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, and the seemingly calm surface is hidden and turbulent.

The deep whirlpool seems to be able to suck people into it at any time.

Jiang Fanxing's palms were hot, and he quickly let go.

"Eat, eat, eat!" She took the plate, lowered her head, and ate earnestly.

Huo Hanhuan sat beside her and watched quietly.

But Jiang Fanxing was uncomfortable...... Because she felt that Huo Hanhuan was like a hunter.

Patiently wait for the prey to be full, then captured, and finally eaten and wiped clean.