Dressed as the ex-wife of a high-cold boss

Huo Linfeng suppressed the anger in his heart.

Huo Linzheng used to respect him as a big brother, and never choked him with words.

Not to mention being in public.

Huo Linfeng pretended to be generous and said: "Linzheng, I know that the matter of the second aunt makes you feel very bad. The deceased is dead, and you are also mourning."

Huo Linzheng's reply was to directly close the door to the rose garden.

Li Manqing didn't know what Huo Linzheng was thinking.

But he has always had his own measure in what he does, and she doesn't cause him any trouble.

Huo Tingyu's cell phone rang again.

Huo Tingyu saw that it was Su Qiang's call.

Thinking that Shen Xue's ashes had already been scattered.

For the first time, Huo Tingyu couldn't face Xiqiang.

Yu Ling's death also made him face up to Xiu Qiang.

He never put Xiu Qiang in his eyes, he knew very well that it was Shen Xue's will.

It's not Xiu Qiang, there will be other men.

The person in Shen Xue's heart has always been him.

And these years, it was Xiu Qiang who brought up Shen Xue's two children.

He has always been jealous of Su Qiang.

Jealous of him, really had his most beloved woman.

Shen Xue is a strong person in law and in actual social operation, and has nothing to do with Huo Tingyu.

These 20 years of obsession are all given to him by himself.

They should have ended all relationships when he got married.

He didn't figure it out, it was more than thirty years late.

It wasn't just Yu Ling who was hurt by him, he also slapped Yu Qiang all the time without any trace.

Su Qiang is just open-minded and doesn't care about him.

Looking at most of his life, Huo Tingyu seems to be useless in other aspects except for his remarkable achievements in work.

The phone ringing stopped soon.

But Huo Tingyu has to give Xi Qiang an explanation.

Huo Tingyu took out his mobile phone to call back.

As soon as Xiu Qiang picked up the phone, he asked, "Did something happen to Yu Ling? How is Lin Zheng? Does Xiao Yun know?"

What Huo Tingyu was about to say was blocked by a series of questions from Su Qiang, "Why don't you ask Shen Xue?"

"Her tomb was destroyed and her ashes were scattered. I know all of this. But in my eyes, the living are more important."

"You are not worthy of Shen Xue's liking!"

"Whether you deserve it or not is a thing of the past. It's not up to the two of us to argue. Yu Ling's funeral, do we need to come forward?"

Huo Tingyu suddenly lost interest in talking to Xiuqiang.

vulgar!
It's just unbearably tacky!
Such people are simply boring!
He instantly felt that it would be good if Shen Xue's ashes were scattered.

At least I don't have to be worshiped by this boring man every year!
Huo Tingyu stood up and walked in the opposite direction of the rose garden.

People are already dead, and no matter how they are saved, they cannot be saved.

Whether he is guilty or not, remorse or not is irrelevant, the person who wants to see has closed his eyes forever.

Why does he have to pretend to be seen by outsiders?
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Xuan Yun didn't know how long she slept, she was subconsciously waiting for the alarm clock to ring, but she never heard it.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already pitch black outside the window.

Xuan Jiang Ying curled up in her arms, sleeping soundly.

Qian's breath, blowing on her skin from time to time, itched.

An arm was heavily pressed around her waist.

Xuan Yun turned his head and saw the swaying and handsome face without any surprise.

Huo Linzheng's eyes were black and blue, and he slept very deeply.

Xuan Yun stretched out his hand to gently brush the blue and black eyes under his eyes, feeling very distressed.

He could have been very happy.

Lost a loved one unexpectedly.

Even if she didn't know the specific situation, she knew how heavy the burden was on his shoulders.

This man seems to be able to withstand all the pressure you can't imagine.

The mood is still broad.

He doesn't seem to have a dark side.

He can digest the darkness that he comes into contact with very well.

Xuan Yun looked at Huo Linzheng in a daze.

It wasn't until the little guy in her arms moved that she hugged the little guy out of the room.

Xuan Jiangying sniffed lightly with his little nose a few times and frowned, "Sister, why does your body smell like incense?"

"It should be on Linzheng."

"He went to a funeral for someone?"

"His mother passed away."

Xuan Jiangying's little head was spinning fast, Xiaorou's face was serious, "Did you die by accident?"

"suicide."

Xuan Jiangying obediently closed his mouth.

Afterwards, a small expression of reluctance appeared on Xiaorou's face.

"I'll go back to the mansion for a few days, and give you and him some space to be alone."

Xuan Yun shook his head, "I don't feel at ease when you are not by my side."

After what happened last night, how could she let the little guy out of her sight?

"But, Huo Linzheng..."

"Maybe with you here, he will recover faster. The last thing he should do at this time is to let him have too much free time, either to fill it with work, or to quickly find a new goal to execute. Otherwise, When you calm down, you will think wildly."

Xuan Jiang won a few small teeth, biting his little red lip lightly.

He asked tremblingly, "Sister, did you come here like this before?"

Su Yun knew what he was asking.

My heart hurts and I feel soft.

"The past is in the past, let's not talk about it again."

"Ah."

Xuan Yun put him within sight and began to cook porridge.

After the porridge is ready, let Xuan Jiangying eat it first.

She used her tablet to read the contract sent by Jin Jun.

Jin Jun did not take the Xiangrui Hotel with his big mouth because of this lion, but later squeezed out insignificant real estate.

Xu Yun signed the contract without hesitation.

She didn't have much contact with Jin Jun. Strictly speaking, he never did anything wrong to her. She just felt that this person was too deep for no reason.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Xuan Yun carried the little guy back to the room to take a bath.

Huo Linzheng had already woken up.

He was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and he didn't even respond to someone coming in.

Su Yun looked at it and felt distressed.

She didn't bother him, but filled the water for Chu Jiangying and let him play in the bathroom.

After the arrangements were made, she sat down by the bed and took Huo Linzheng's hand.

Huo Linzheng turned his head and buried his face in her hands.

After a while, her palm was wet.

The scalding liquid scalded her palm and burned all the way into her heart.

Su Yun's throat suddenly became sore.

"Linzheng, don't do this."

Huo Linzheng maintained the posture just now, with a hoarse voice.

"It was the first time I was so heartbroken, the first time I was so desperate, I watched the coffin being pushed into the incinerator, and when it came out, there was nothing but ashes.

I usually thought that life and death were nothing more than that, that death would be the end of it all.

Only when I saw it with my own eyes did I realize that it was too painful, so painful that I wanted to escape.

But I have to see her for the last time.

I have seen her go, and I have to watch her really leave, turning into a cloud of fly ash. "

Su Yun gritted his teeth tightly.

"I know, I have also experienced the pain you have experienced.

But it doesn't matter, I will face it with you.

Don't cry. "

Huo Linzheng pulled Xuan Yun into his arms with all his strength.

Changed her tightly, not letting her look up at him at all.

How lucky he was to meet her.