The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 874 I Am a Gold Digger (111)

Seeing that the middle-aged man kept answering irrelevant questions, but never mentioned the specific place of Qu Chengze's burial, even Gu Chubai, who thought he had a good temper, couldn't help showing a bit of hostility in his eyes.

"Uncle, stop talking nonsense, just tell me where the young man asked you to bury the coffin!"

"Oh oh... ok ok!"

The middle-aged man was furious when he saw Gu Chubai, knowing that none of the big shots here were easy to provoke, he wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and quickly began to describe in detail the process of carrying the coffin with his brothers for burial.

After a lot of hard questioning, Huo Jingzun and Gu Chubai finally got the exact location.

……

Today is an excellent weather. In the remote mountain village, the flowers are blooming and the sun is shining. It is as beautiful as a paradise.

It's just that the moods of Huo Jingzun and Gu Chubai are not as bright as this.

"President, if I'm not mistaken, it should be here. You see, although there is no tombstone in front of the mound, according to the middle-aged man, Qu Shao chose a tall acacia tree to be buried. "

"And near this hillside, only this Acacia tree blooms the most luxuriantly. I'm sorry that middle-aged man didn't have the guts to fool us."

Huo Jingzun frowned slightly when he heard Li Tezhu's words, and swept across the densely blooming crimson tree.

Just when a breeze hits, the fragrance is strong, and the flowers are lingering together, as if lovers are whispering.

Huo Jingzun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that this scene was an eyesore.

He-Huan flower language has always been used as a metaphor for the harmony between husband and wife, and the white heads will stay together forever.

However, how could Qu Chengze deserve to be buried under the acacia tree with his wife?
……

"Boss, shall we dig now?"

Seeing Huo Jingzun's gloomy eyes as if he was going to cut down the flower tree, Li Tezhu was so frightened that he asked cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the man in a high-end suit snatched the shovel from Li Te's assistant and began to dig the soil himself.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Tezhu was so frightened that he almost lost his wits.

"Boss, this kind of dirty work is tiring, let the younger ones do it."

"roll!"

Huo Jingzun glanced at the other party indifferently, the anxiety in his internal organs almost pierced the man's heart.

No one can understand the suffering along the way, Su Qinghuan's voice and smile are all in his heart, now that his sweetheart is right in front of him, how could he be willing to pretend to be someone else.

Gu Chubai saw that Li Tezhu was so frightened that his body became weak, and the other bodyguards did not dare to rush forward, Gu Chubai quickly smiled at them gently.

"Let's dig with Mr. Huo."

As he spoke, the young man in Zen clothes quickly took a shovel and joined the digging team.

……

After digging for about ten minutes, a coffin made of small-leaf red sandalwood was revealed. The coffin was still very new, obviously it had just been buried in the ground in the past two days.

When Huo Jingzun saw this scene, his breathing became quicker.

"Bring the tools and immediately pull out the nails from the coffin! And be careful, don't hurt the people inside!"

"Okay...Okay, boss!"

Several bodyguards tossed for a while, and soon, the coffin opened in response.

In the pure black coffin, a handsome young man was quietly embracing a girl in a long plain dress.

The girl's face was pale and delicate, as if she was just asleep, while the young man who was holding her had a smile on his lips, and a bit of tenderness could be discerned between his brows and eyes, as if he was very satisfied.

When they saw the two sleeping figures embracing each other inside, everyone was shocked!

"This! This, my God—"

Even though the accompanying subordinates have been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves for so many years, who has ever seen the living being buried by the dead so happily!

Everyone staggered in fright, Li Teju, who was the closest, almost stared out his eyes, he covered his mouth and exclaimed in shock.

"Master Qu, he really...really..."

Is it worth it to die for a woman who has been dead for a long time?
……

Compared with the horror of his subordinates, Huo Jingzun's eyes were red, and his first thought was to separate the two people in the coffin.

This scene is too eyesore!
——Qu Chengze's scum deserves to be buried with his beloved wife? !

"Drag Qu Chengze out!"

Gu Chubai saw Huo Jingzun's thoughts and quickly stopped him.

The man in plain Zen clothes quickly grabbed Huo Jingzun's wrist, and uttered the Buddha's name compassionately.

"Amitabha."

"Mr. Huo, this is the end of the matter, why are you so persistent?"

As Gu Chubai said, he glanced at the two people buried together in the coffin, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been ripped away.

——In any case, at this moment, he still admires Qu Chengze a little.

Gu Chubai once thought idiotically that in order to atone for his sins, he was willing to become a monk to recite Buddhism during his lifetime, and to be buried with her after his death. Who would have thought that his rival in love would be able to do this for Su Qinghuan.

Tears gradually welled up in Gu Chubai's eyes, he grabbed the Buddha beads tightly, and finally, the beads made of agarwood couldn't bear the pressure and scattered in all directions very quickly.

"Mr. Huo, let Qing Huan be buried here."

"What about Qu Chengze?!"

Huo Jingzun asked sharply.

Gu Chubai smiled lightly.

"If you are dissatisfied, then dig another grave for Qu Chengze."

The three of them all boasted that they had the deepest affection for Su Qinghuan, but no matter which one of them, they were not worthy to be in the same grave with that woman.

Yes, they don't deserve it.

But even so, they still have delusions.

——Even if you just look at her from a distance and guard her, it's good.

……

After returning to the imperial capital, Gu Chubai really became a monk and escaped into Buddhism.

The film king who was once chased by thousands of people, now his family wealth is gone, and he becomes a monk in Changle Temple. He recites the Dharma name, smiles with compassion every day, eats fast and chant Buddha, and saves all living beings.

This is his way of atonement.

And Huo Jingzun, the helm of the Huo family who was once obsessed with building a business empire, is now busy with the Qinghuan Charity Foundation, sending funds to those mountain girls who need help.

Even so, Huo Jingzun still couldn't sleep every night.

In the man's eyes and heart, there is Su Qinghuan's voice and smile.

"Qing Huan, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

In a dark room, the man curled up in a corner, sobbing softly.

Then, he cut one after another between his wrists...

Until those scars are collected into a woman's name.

……

Then one day, someone finally noticed something was wrong, because Huo Jingzun locked the bedroom door behind his back, and the servant called him several times, but there was no response.

When the servant broke in, he only saw the man inside who died after taking a whole can of sleeping pills.

Logically speaking, after taking so much medicine, Huo Jingzun should have a painful expression, but when the man left, his expression was very peaceful.

Only in his hand was he holding a photo tightly. The servant tried his best but couldn't pull it out...

(End of this chapter)