Chapter 13. He and she are childhood sweethearts

Zhou Ying's words made Wen Li feel a little disappointed at first, but then he didn't feel anything else.

She almost immediately guessed that the female student Zhou Ying was talking about must be the girl who liked to tie a red bow. She had seen her before. She was very pretty and lively.

The most important thing is that girls of that age have a youthful energy, and they will look very cute even if they act younger and act coquettishly.

At her age now, the pure and cute style is no longer suitable for her.

It turns out that Huo Yuanchen likes that type of girl. Wen Li thought silently in her heart. He said that she was not his type.

Yes, which man doesn’t love a beautiful and lively young girl?

"Huo Yuanchen has nothing to do with me anymore." Wen Li said calmly, "You're right. Although Pratt is scarce, Haishi is so big that Huo Yuanchen is not the only one who has the supply. I should think of other ways."

She was anxious at that time, and was extremely afraid of losing her father. She had nowhere else to turn to, so she provoked Huo Yuanchen. Now that her father's condition was under control, and the Pratt at home had three months of supply left, Huo Yuanchen was no longer her only lifesaver.

Besides, both her parents are respectable people. If they knew that she had obtained Pratt in exchange for her own body, they might get so angry that they would refuse to take the medicine properly.

She had to find another way.

"Let's not talk about the scumbag anymore." Wen Li took Zhou Ying's hand, "Go shopping with me. I'll treat you tonight."

"Okay. Let me make it clear first, I won't be polite with you. I'll definitely order something expensive."

"What a coincidence. I also want to eat expensive food."

Wen Li hadn't gone shopping for a long time, and neither had Zhou Ying. The two of them spent the entire afternoon shopping, buying large and small bags, filling up the back seat of the car.

Wen Li finally went to a shop that made handmade hats. Wen Yongli had his hair shaved when he had surgery. The old man had been respectable all his life, and Wen Li was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable when he looked in the mirror and saw his bald head.

The hat shop was not on a busy commercial street, but in an old alley with a narrow road. Wen Li's driving skills were average, and it took him a lot of effort to park the car sideways.

"My father only likes hats from this store." Wen Li explained to Zhou Ying, "He has been wearing hats from this store since he was young. He says he doesn't feel comfortable when he changes to hats from other stores."

It was cold, so there were few customers in the store. Wen Li picked out one cap after another, and finally chose a navy blue cap made of thick wool.

"This one will do." She took the hat and went to pay the bill.

When I reached the door, the shop door opened.

Wen Li didn't expect that the person who walked in would be Huo Yuanchen, and was stunned for a moment.

"Professor Huo?"

Huo Yuanchen just glanced at her indifferently without saying a word. He just stood by the door without moving, with one hand lightly placed on the door frame, as if waiting for someone.

Wen Li thought that he probably didn't like her very much. After all, the last time they were at his house, they had made it very clear that they would never see each other again.

But she felt a little aggrieved. She didn't mean to wait here to block him, so why did he act like she owed him anything?

Zhou Ying hesitated for a moment and came over to greet Huo Yuanchen.

He was polite this time, nodded to Zhou Ying, and responded, "Professor Zhou, what a coincidence."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shop door opened again.

A beautiful middle-aged woman dressed in luxury goods walked in. Her lambskin high heels tapped on the simple floor tiles, making her look out of place.

As she walked in, she complained, "I asked you to come with me to pick out a gift for your dad, but you were looking at your phone the whole time. Why, don't you want to accompany an old lady like me?"

Huo Yuanchen showed a rare helpless expression on his face, and his voice was still very calm, "Something happened at school."

The beautiful woman sneered, "Is there something wrong with the school, or is there something wrong with the little vixen in the school? She has hands and feet, can't she live without you for a minute?"

Wen Li and Zhou Ying looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Huo Yuanchen's affair with that female student, even his family knew about it? Listening to this conversation, Huo Yuanchen was really good-tempered to that girl.

He was a person who always seemed cold and indifferent to everyone, but suddenly he became enthusiastic and patient towards a young girl, which showed that the girl held a special position in his heart.

Zhou Ying looked at Wen Li with some sympathy in her eyes.

Wen Li turned aside and prepared to take his hat to pay the bill.

But he was blocked by a beautiful middle-aged woman, "Wait, where did you get this hat?"

Wen Li pointed to the shelf, but the other party did not leave. He tilted his head and looked at her several times, wondering, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"

Without waiting for Wen Li to reply, she suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Oh my God, you are Wen Li? Are you really Wen Li? Do you remember, I am your Aunt Qi?"

When Wen Li found out that she was Huo Yuanchen's mother, she knew who she was. But she didn't expect that she would recognize her, so she could only smile and say hello, "Aunt Qi, long time no see."

Michelle Yim nodded with emotion, "It's been a long time since I last saw you. Ever since your family moved away, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Where are your parents? Are they okay?"

She turned around, called Huo Yuanchen over, and introduced him to Wen Li, "This is your brother Huo, remember? When you were a child, you said you wanted to be my daughter-in-law."

Wen Li secretly went to see Huo Yuanchen. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were slightly impatient, and he said, "I don't remember this happening. You must have remembered it wrongly. Aren't you going to buy something? Hurry up, I have something else to do later."

"How could I remember it wrong? At that time, you were still..."

Wen Li pulled Zhou Ying over and introduced her to Qi Meizhen, "Aunt Qi, this is my friend. We came here together."

Michelle Yim was interrupted, smiled and nodded at Zhou Ying, and her attention returned to the hat in Wen Li's hand. She rolled her eyes at Huo Yuanchen with disdain, "Daughters are better, they are considerate and sensible. It's useless to have a son, he never agrees with me as a mother.

He also asked Wen Li to help him pick things.

"Your uncle's birthday is coming up, and he has plenty of expensive gifts around him. I want to pick something meaningful. Wen Li, you have good taste, help auntie pick one."

Wen Li subconsciously glanced at Huo Yuanchen, as if asking for help. She didn't dare to choose a gift for Huo's father.

The gap in status is too big, she is not worthy.

Huo Yuanchen didn't look at her, still standing at the door, looking down at his phone. He didn't know what he saw, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a gentleness on his face that he himself didn't notice.

Wen Li sighed in his heart and had to look away, thinking about how to get rid of this job.

Huo Yuanchen spoke at this time. He did not look up, and there was a hint of disdain in his tone.

"What can you pick out from this small shop? Don't waste your time. No matter what you give him, Dad won't take it seriously."

Michelle Yim paused, then said to Wen Li with a wry smile, "Don't listen to what you say, brat. The most valuable thing about a gift is the thought behind it. Your uncle likes the things in this store. They are made with old-fashioned craftsmanship and are much better than the big brands nowadays. To be honest, your uncle Huo is a nostalgic person. He was reluctant to sell the house we had nearby back then, and he still has it now."

After that, he pointed at a scarf and asked Wen Li, "How about this one?"

Wen Li reached out and touched it, then nodded, "It's cashmere, feels good, and the pattern is beautiful too."

"Then this is it."

Michelle Yim picked up her scarf and went to the counter, calling Huo Yuanchen to swipe the card, "Ask the teller to settle Wen Li's bill together."

Wen Li heard it, how could he agree? He hurried over to stop it.

During the struggle, her hand that was trying to stop Huo Yuanchen from swiping the card slipped and she lost her balance. She fell into the man's arms, and her outstretched hand was pressed firmly on the man's chest.

There was a small bump under her fingertips, and she pressed where she shouldn't.