Free Web NovelChapter 812: Chapter 812: A Guy Who Knows How to Care and Comfort
Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, he saw Xiao Bailu sitting on the step below, sobbing.
Huo Tingzun’s Adam’s apple bobbed, but he didn’t speak, standing there quietly.
He had never seen her cry so bitterly before.
Usually, she was so alluring and seductive, so strong and sharp. When had she ever been this soft and aggrieved?
He actually felt a sudden impulse to rush forward, hug her, and gently soothe her, saying, "Don’t cry."
But if he rashly went forward now, would she become even more furious?
After all, she detested him that much.
Why did she hate him so much?
Huo Tingzun frowned, standing there watching her cry, not knowing how long it had been.
Suddenly, a loud "boom—" sounded from the bottom of the building.
The whole building seemed to tremble slightly.
Huo Tingzun’s first reaction wasn’t to dodge but to look nervously at Xiao Bailu, wanting to pull her into his arms.
Such a loud noise, who knows what happened below, a car accident or an earthquake. If he didn’t watch over her, would this foolish woman get into trouble too?
He took a deep breath, even more tense, staring unblinkingly at Xiao Bailu’s curled up figure, ready to rush over and scoop her up the moment another explosion happened.
However.
The noise stopped just like that, after one blast.
The building returned to calm.
Soon, the sound of an ambulance could be heard, seemingly transporting the injured.
Despite the commotion outside.
Xiao Bailu didn’t even raise her head, still engrossed in sobbing, as if the end of the world had nothing to do with her, immersed in her own deep sorrow.
Truly a foolish woman...
Why is she crying? So absorbed in her tears.
He frowned helplessly, both exasperated and amused, staring at her.
After a long time, confirming everything outside had settled, and his legs almost numb, he slowly moved, gently opened the door, and left.
Xiao Bailu cried a bit longer.
After her tears had dried, she rubbed her eyes vigorously: "While I’m crying here, that jerk might be enjoying himself. I’m not going to be foolish either!"
"Xiao Bailu, don’t cry. If you’re going to cry, make that bastard Huo Tingzun cry instead!"
She was fiercely vowing to herself.
Suddenly, a voice awkwardly called from behind: "Miss Xiao? Miss Xiao, you haven’t eaten your lunch yet, we packed it for you..."
Xiao Bailu turned around to see a waitress from the French restaurant.
She was holding a delicate gift box, containing several conveniently packaged light meals: President cheese and avocado sandwich; foie gras with cucumber rolls; classic vanilla salad. And a cup of hot coffee.
Xiao Bailu was startled.
Realizing: "Was it Mr. Huo who asked you to pack this?"
Unexpectedly, Lan Qingxin was so considerate, although she didn’t go for the meal, she had the waitress save it for her.
Girls really know how to take care of each other.
The young waitress was also taken aback, then nodded: "Yes, yes, it was Mr. Huo."
That Mr. Huo who ordered the meal was so mature and steady, different from the young and handsome Mr. Huo who reserved the private room.
Of course, they were both handsome.
But the later Mr. Huo was more masculine.
She looked at Xiao Bailu with envy; all the guys Miss Xiao knew were so outstanding and good at caring for girls.
Xiao Bailu assumed it was Lan Qingxin who prepared the lunch for her, so she gladly accepted it.
She wiped her tears, took the basket, straightened her back, and walked out of the stairwell.
Her weakness was just a moment!
A battle-ready tough woman is Xiao Bailu’s usual self!
Huo Tingzun, just you wait, I will show you.
