Chapter 248: A Gift Made By Himself

Cheng Junhao, who consciously discovered the truth, looked at Huo Chenhuan's eyes, even though he was a little sour.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Your leg... is it still being treated?"

As soon as Cheng Junhao said these words, both of them had a meal, and Su Yayan looked at Huo Chenhuan nervously, for fear that he would be angry and sad because of his uncle's words.

Huo Chenhuan saw her worry, and took the initiative to hold the hand hanging under the table: "It's gone now, and the hospital has no treatment for the time being."

Cheng Junhao was slightly startled, and before he could speak, he heard Su Ya say, "It's only temporary."

Huo Chenhuan was stunned for a moment, and the servant turned his head to meet Su Yayan's firm and serious eyes.

"It's only temporary."

Huo Chenhuan's heart skipped a beat, and he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."

Cheng Junhao, who was ignored and stuffed with dog food without saying a word, said: "..." Well, don't ask, it must have been like this!

Isn't he just a dog man, he actually made their family Yanyan so committed to him!

Cheng Junhao became more and more angry, and finally turned his anger into appetite and successfully supported himself.

After that, Su Yayan didn't need to rush, Cheng Junhao left the small box as if he was running away from his stomach in order not to leave dog food.

However, after lunch, Su Yayan and Huo Chenhuan both had business to do, and they didn't stay in the store for too long.

When Su Yayan sent Huo Chenhuan out, he suddenly handed a bag to him: "Hey, this is for you."

"What?" Huo Chenhuan took the bag and glanced at it, only to realize that it was actually a scarf, a white knitted scarf that looked a little weird with a twist?

Doubts and surprises disappeared in a flash, and a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in Huo Chenhuan's mind: "This is...you woven it yourself?"

"Yeah." Su Yayan lowered her head slightly embarrassed. "It's a bit ugly to weave. You can make use of it first. When I'm more proficient, I'll weave something more beautiful for you."

Huo Chenhuan's hand holding the bag subconsciously tightened: "No, I like it very much. Can you put it on for me?"

Su Yayan met Huo Chenhuan's gaze, took off the scarf from Huo Chenhuan's neck with a blushing face, and brought the one she knitted to him.

Huo Chenhuan's previous linen scarf matched his clothes very well, but now he suddenly changed to hers, just like a handsome guy suddenly put on a sack.

If it weren't for Huo Chenhuan's own good looks, I'm afraid it would take a second to change from a noble son to a rich man.

Su Yayan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and she couldn't bear to look directly: "As expected... it's too ugly, I'll take it back and knit it again."

Huo Chenhuan held the hand that Su Yayan stretched out to grab the scarf: "No, it's very warm, that's fine."

Su Yayan's face flushed, there was the embarrassment that the things he sent out were too ugly, and the sweetness that Huo Chenhuan didn't dislike that his hands were too stupid.

Huo Chenhuan stared at Su Yayan's face, but his hands calmly touched her fingers, which were rougher than the last time we met, and said hoarsely, "Why did you suddenly think of knitting a scarf for me?"

Su Yayan withdrew her hand in a guilty conscience, not daring to look into Huo Chenhuan's eyes: "Did we not meet a couple when we went shopping together last time?"

"Um."

"The girl said at the time that she wanted to knit a scarf for her boyfriend by herself. I was thinking at the time that buying a scarf is not as good as knitting it myself..."

It's a pity that the girl's boyfriend doesn't know this, let alone cherish it.