The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 867 I Am a Gold Digger (104)

Qu Chengze never thought that an atheist himself would have such absurd thoughts.

But for him now, nothing is more important than the person he likes.

Even if the other party... has become a cold body.

But so what?
Even if Sister Qing Huan is really dead, but how can Huo Jingzun call himself in the name of his dead husband? He is not worthy of forcing Sister Qing Huan to be buried in the Huo family's ancestral grave!

Sister Qing Huan never thought of marrying him from the beginning to the end, and even the marriage certificate with the stamp on it was just the result of Huo Jingzun's wishful thinking!

……

The scene in the dream was still lingering upside down in his mind, Qu Chengze's eyes were red, and he stepped on the accelerator unconsciously, stepping on a hundred miles.

Fortunately, the streets of the imperial capital at this point are still empty, otherwise, I'm afraid there will be a big mess.

The man stopped the car in a hurry, but outside Huo's Cemetery, the sky was still gray and rainy.

……

Feeling the cold rain hitting his face, Qu Chengze raised his head in a daze, only to feel that the crying of the woman in the dream sounded in the dark cloud.

The face trembling with fear, as well as those unbearable echoes, seemed to reappear in front of my eyes one after another.

Qu Chengze's already very pale complexion became more and more depressed in an instant.

The young man raised the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner. He obviously had an umbrella on the car, but he didn't even hold it up, and walked straight towards the steps.

What surprised Qu Chengze was that when he walked to the gate of the cemetery, he saw two tall and tall figures.

It was Huo Jingzun and Gu Chubai.

The two men came just a little earlier than him, and Gu Chubai even had an extra bouquet of lilies symbolizing purity in his hand.

Qu Chengze glanced at the white lily in Gu Chubai's hand, and there was a deep sense of ridicule in those scarlet eyes.

"Gu Yingdi, now that Sister Qing Huan is gone, you have the nerve to come here and pretend to be affectionate."

"Qu Chengze! Clay figurines also have a three-point temperament!"

If it wasn't for the fact that this is a cemetery, and it was the day when Su Qinghuan needed to be buried in person, otherwise Gu Chubai would have just thrown the bouquet on Qu Chengze's head!
……

Huo Jingzun was even more dissatisfied with the noisy quarrel between the two.

The man raised his head coldly, his eyes swept over the tense faces of Qu Chengze and Gu Chubai.

"Have you had enough trouble?! You are not welcome here!"

"What about you? Do you think Sister Qing Huan wants to be buried here?"

Qu Chengze almost hated Huo Jingzun's cold face at the moment.

Since he was a child, he didn't like Huo Jingzun's high-ranking, false appearance like a perfect heir. Now thinking that he insisted on occupying the name of Su Qinghuan's deceased husband and the body of his beloved, Qu Chengze felt that Huo Jingzun was simply disgusting.

……

Unexpectedly, Huo Jingzun didn't answer Qu Chengze's question, but instead answered the wrong question.

"Before you, you also had that dream."

"..."

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into silence.

"boom--"

Only the bouquet of fragrant lilies in Gu Chubai's hand fell from the man's hand, making a dull and soft sound in the rain.

"Bureau Lin told you that I also called him?"

Qu Chengze's violent expression slightly retracted, and he was in a trance.

"Yes."

Huo Jingzun nodded.

He always thought that among the three men, he was the one who made the least mistakes to Su Qinghuan.

But now I realized that I was very wrong.

But even so, how could he be willing to let go.

Even...she's gone.

……

Huo Jingzun had a self-deprecating look on his brows.

"In the past few days, I asked the abbot of Changle Temple to save Qing Huan. Guess what the abbot said?"

The abbot of Changle Temple is a well-known eminent monk in the entire imperial capital, and even in the entire Hua Kingdom. According to legend, he can pinch and count, and it is impossible for ordinary people to invite him to save their dead.

"..."

The eyes of Qu Chengze and Gu Chubai flickered for a moment. In fact, they and Huo Jingzun were not believers in God, but hearing the news about their beloved at this moment, even if it was false, was still a kind of comfort.

Huo Jingzun looked into the distance wistfully.

"The abbot said that we are the ones who are obsessed with all this, but the person we are looking for, the soul, is long gone from this world."

"..."

Isn't it the same as saying nothing?

Qu Chengze and Gu Chubai looked at each other.

Seeing that these two people still don't understand, Huo Jingzun sighed slightly.

"Or, from beginning to end, we were fooled by her."

Everyone knows who this she is.

But even if this is the case, so what.

Those sincere likes are real.

That woman with a free and easy personality and bright eyebrows is also true.

Only, she is gone.

That's the real thing, it hurts so much.

……

Qu Chengze was silent for a moment, he swept across the empty Huo family cemetery, the east was slightly pale, but there was no Huo family's bodyguards present, let alone any coffin carrying Su Qinghuan out.

"Huo Jingzun, where is Sister Qing Huan? Are you planning to bury Sister Qing Huan today?"

When it came to the word burial, the young man's voice was still very difficult.

As if like this, it means that the real heaven and man are separated forever.

Everyone present knew very well that Su Qinghuan was gone.

But no one wants to admit it.

Just two days ago, Huo Jingzun held a wedding in front of the media, holding Su Qinghuan, who had long been silent, by himself.

For a moment, the whole country was shocked.

This terrifying battle was simply unprecedented.

At most, I have heard of the dark marriage of two dead people that was popular in ancient times.

How can a living person insist on dragging a married person who is out of breath?

So what if that woman is more beautiful?
Isn't it still a soulless body that will decay at any time?
Faced with countless people's doubts, Huo Jingzun just smiled lightly, saying that Su Qinghuan will always be his wife, and he will never remarry in his life.

With such a heavy promise, not to mention the netizens, even the members of the Huo family's clan will be so angry, but no one can shake Huo Jingzun's status, so they can only watch Huo Jingzun mess around.

……

When Qu Chengze saw this news in the news, he only felt that Huo Jingzun was very hypocritical.

Even though Sister Qing Huan was gone, this man still insisted on occupying her.

How disgusting.

Unfortunately, he was no match for Huo Jingzun's power.

……

Facing Qu Chengze's question, Huo Jingzun smiled lightly, and the man's usually deep and unpredictable eagle eyes suddenly revealed a trace of mourning and fragility.

"Yes, I am reluctant, I want Qing Huan to stay with me for a while longer."

"Qing Huan is gone, why don't you let her go to the grave?!"

When Gu Chubai heard Huo Jingzun's words, he was instantly furious.

Only Qu Chengze took a deep breath.

"Since you are reluctant, let me handle Sister Qing Huan's funeral myself, is that okay?"

(End of this chapter)