After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 556 Heyan, can you read minds?

"it is good,"

Qiao An looked away from He Yan, looked at Huo Jingxun and said softly.

"Thank you for the hospitality, I will go back first,"

She thought about it, and added something.

"Senior Huo, I hope you will find your true happiness as soon as possible."

These words were obviously trying to persuade Huo Jingxun not to continue living with delusions and regrets.

Is it true happiness?

Of course Huo Jingxun understood.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, but the depths of those warm and moist eyes were dark and deep.

"Will do."

His gaze turned to He Yan, and he nodded slightly.

He Yan watched lightly with smiling eyes, but did not respond.

There are not many in the entire capital worthy of his response, and the man in front of him is obviously not one of them.

Joan got into the car.

The silver Pagani sped away.

Joan: ...

What about being unfamiliar?

Didn't he intentionally make her late?

"Not intentional,"

He Yan seemed to have guessed what Joan was thinking, and glanced at her with his narrow peach eyes.

"I just ran two laps and found the touch."

Joan was startled, and subconsciously stretched out her white and delicate hand to cover her mouth.

Just now, did she speak out what was in her heart?

At this moment, He Yan's voice sounded again.

"It wasn't said, I guessed."

This time, Joan was even more shocked.

Those pure and beautiful eyes looked at the man beside him cautiously.

"Heyan, can you read minds?"

"Mind reading?"

He Yan leaned on the back of the driver's seat, and a lazy low laugh vibrated magnetically from his throat.

"For you, no need."

Whatever was on her mind was almost written on her face.

Joan was dubious, and secretly said a few bad things about He Yan in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't respond, I was relieved.

It seems really guessed.

The smile on the corner of Heyan's mouth never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

The car continued to drive forward.

"correct,"

Thinking of what happened in the restaurant just now, Joan immediately asked curiously.

"Is the Chinese restaurant just now owned by you?"

"no,"

He Yan knew what Joan meant.

"It belongs to the Wen family."

These words are indeed true.

Mr. Wen was in the store just now?

Thinking of Wen Jincheng's gentle and polite look, Qiao An nodded and told He Yan everything that happened in the restaurant.

"Mr. Wen is really a good man. I'll thank him next time I see you."

"no need,"

The smile on Heyan's lips deepened.

"He is a man of life, I'll just pass on your thanks for you."

"So it is,"

Qiao An didn't know Wen Jincheng very well, so he had no choice but to nod upon hearing He Yan's words.

"Then please."

Wen Jincheng, who admits to life: ...

"I'm going home to get something,"

Joan looked at the road and suddenly said.

"Just put me at the next intersection."

"I'll take you up there,"

He Yan glanced at the neighborhood not far away, and said softly.

"Just a little thirsty, go up and drink a glass of water."

I want to see where she lived before.

If you are curious about a person, you will be curious about everything about her.

He Yan is in such a state now.

Joan heard this, but it had another meaning, she quickly explained.

"I'm not reluctant to give up tea, but I'm afraid you will be busy."

"I know,"

He Yan pursed his lips, staring at Shi Wan with slightly raised eyes.

"It just happened to be busy."

not busy?

At this time, Liu Song, who was handling the middle-level meeting in the company: Mr. He, as long as you are happy, don't worry about my life.

He Yan and Joan walked into the elevator together.

The man looked dignified and dignified, which was a bit out of tune with the half-old elevator.

Fortunately, there was no look of concern on his face.

"Ding--"

Just as the elevator was about to close, it was pushed open again.

Four or five people walked in talking and laughing.

The elevator, which was originally not spacious, became even narrower at this time.

He Yan frowned slightly.

He took two steps forward and stood in front of Joan, blocking her in his arms and in the corner of the elevator.

The unique aura of the man enveloped Joan.

It made her inexplicably think of the scene that night, and a faint crimson color appeared on her fair face.

The approaching figures of the two were reflected on the mirror of the elevator.

Silent ambiguity spread in the air.

Soon, the elevator stopped at Joan's floor.

He Yan walked down while protecting Joan.

"Here it is, wait a minute,"

Joan lowered his head and pressed the password on the door.

At this moment, the opposite door suddenly opened from the inside.