Xiao yeheng raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, with a gentle voice: “in the future, you can come to me by yourself for such things, and I will not refuse you.”
Howard’s face turned red for no reason.
Xiao yeheng smiled at her with his back to the morning sun.
Howard just felt that his whole body seemed to be shining.
And gentle, and amiable.
“Do you need me to drive you in?”
Huo Huaien waved his hand: “no need for Mr. Xiao, I can just walk in a few steps by myself.”
“Okay, I’ll take a step first.”
Howard waved him goodbye.
Nearly ten seconds after Xiao Yeheng left by bicycle, she stood there blankly, watching him off.
In order not to disappoint Xiao yeheng, Hawthorne spent a lot of time practicing for several days.
Seeing that the game is approaching, Howard, who has never been afraid of the game, can’t help becoming nervous.
She knew very well in her heart that the reason she worked so hard was because she didn’t want to lose and let Xiao yeheng down.
At ten thirty in the evening, Hawthorne came out of his room and wanted to go downstairs for a glass of water.
The aunt was still there, and she came up and asked, “Miss Wynn, what do you need? I’ll prepare it for you. ”
“I came downstairs to drink water, Auntie, why haven’t you gone to rest?”
The aunt went to pour water for Huo Huaien, and said: “Miss, I’m on duty, and Mr. Mo hasn’t come back yet.”
Huo Huaien looked upstairs: “it’s so late, brother Xinian hasn’t come back yet?”
“Yes, Mr. Mo went to the reception, and I heard from Special Assistant Yun that he will be back very late.”
Hawthorne pouted, took the water and drank it, and went upstairs to his room.
Taking advantage of Moxinian’s absence, Howard practiced twice before he was ready to rest.
She had just finished washing when she heard a knock at the door.
She came to the door quickly and opened it. Moxinian leaned on the wall and just walked past the door wobbly.
Seeing Howard, he shook slightly.
Howard hurried forward to support him.
A pungent smell of alcohol overflowed into Hawthorne’s nostrils.
She frowned: “brother Xinian, why did you drink so much wine? Come on, I’ll help you back to your room.”
Howard helped him into the room.
As soon as the two stepped into the door, moxinian grabbed Hawthorne’s wrist and pressed her against the door panel.
Huo Huaien was startled, and his heart missed a few beats: “Xi Brother Xi Nian…”