Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 684: V554: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [55]

Chapter 684: V554: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [55]

In the end, how He Qimo faced everyone’s surprise and left tonight’s gathering early is unclear.

It’s only clear that when He Qimo left, his whole demeanor made people feel empty and quiet.

He always held the phone, as if waiting for something, or as if tearing something within himself.

But no one could understand his inner thoughts.

After a moment, one of the young masters from the Beijing Gang looked at He Qimo and then winked at a few female celebrities who were brought in tonight.

Immediately, a rather famous and extremely beautiful female celebrity understood.

She walked up quickly in high heels, hooked her arm through his arm, "Oh, Mr. He, it seems you might have drunk too much tonight? Let me take you home."

To hook up with any of the wealthy families was what these female celebrities dreamed of.

Unfortunately, for He Qimo, it was almost instantaneous, not even hesitating for 0.1 seconds, as he withdrew his arm and pushed her away.

As if he didn’t even want to touch her hand, he used his arm to block the distance between them, "Thank you, no need, and I haven’t drunk too much."

Then he walked out and got into the car.

Such cold and calm, showing absolutely no ripple when facing the gorgeous beauty.

Made all the friends present, who were accustomed to mixing in the extravagant night scene, drop their jaws, as if witnessing a monk of pure practice, speechless and embarrassed.

He Qimo didn’t really want to explain much to them, in fact, these days he’s been like this for over two years, and it’s only these friends from the Beijing Gang who still think he’s the He Qimo known for television scandals with female celebrities.

The businessmen from Rong City absolutely wouldn’t find any female assistants for him anymore. Even if they did, it would be a waste; if it angered him, he would instantly void all business contracts.

Sitting in the car, amidst the glistening lights and vibrant nightlife, he silently gazed out the window, contemplating.

Until the driver, unsure of the destination and noticing his bad mood, dared not ask where to go, drove around circle after circle, by the time it was nearly ten, he asked, "Mr. He, should we return to the hotel?"

In an instant, He Qimo snapped out of his silence.

Looking at the driver he brought with him, he paused and asked, "Is that jewelry store still open?"

"It should be closed, but if Mr. He wants to take a look, isn’t Mr. Ou the owner of that jewelry store? You could call him, he would probably arrange for someone to open it, he did it last year, Mr. Ou said every year at this time you could just ask."

"Open it, Hetao’s birthday is in two days, I’ll pick a gift..."

He Qimo’s tone was low.

The driver squinted his eyes, while helping He Qimo dial the car phone, he pressed the gas and headed towards the jewelry store where Mr. He had once bought an engagement ring for Miss Shen...

As they arrived, sure enough, before their car even got there, the manager of the jewelry store had already arrived by taxi, personally smiling as he opened the door.

"Mr. He, we thought you wouldn’t come this year since you hadn’t called."

"I still have to come." He Qimo softly curled his lip at the words and walked into the designated VIP lounge.

At this moment, the manager of the jewelry store, in front of a large batch of prepared "lucky beads", said, "These are this year’s new models, with different patterns and zodiac signs, knowing Mr. He wants them every year, they’ve been prepared in advance."

He Qimo saw this, again slightly curling his lips, paused in the array of exquisite "lucky beads", choosing one that symbolizes a calf for this year, and among the calves, picked the cutest and most mischievous.

Then he said, "Wrap it up."

The meticulousness in choosing things, and each time personally running to Beijing with such persistence, moved the jewelry store manager, yet she hesitated a little, "Are you giving it again in little master’s mother’s name this year?"

In an instant, He Qimo lifted his gaze, a gentle ripple in his eyes.

He nodded, "I dare not tell him that his mother didn’t want him, so every year I pretend to send one, let him know his mother is still thinking of him, he should be happy..."