he is intoxicated

Boyfriend?

Female love?

Nan Hua's heart roared like a tsunami, but her face remained calm, "Is this what you mean, or what my dad means?"

Huo Beiyao casually lifted up the wet hair in front of his forehead, revealing a smooth and cold forehead, his handsome facial features were fully revealed, the brow peaks were cold and hard, and his eyes were deep.

He said lightly: "Your father's arrangement. Of course, I'm also interested in you."

"What if I don't say yes."

"you will regret."

Nanhua smiled self-deprecatingly, "Just don't regret it later."

She stood up and hugged the bag tightly in her arms. Through the bag, she gently stroked the switchblade inside with her fingers.

Following Huo Beiyao one by one, they came to the bedroom.

In the large bedroom, there is a charming round bed in the middle, a light green six-piece suit, with red roses piled on it to form a heart shape.

There was a white wool carpet under the bed, and a layer of rose petals sprinkled on it.

Nan Hua went to the bed and sat down.

Bao is still in his arms.

Huo Beiyao raised his eyes slightly, "Is there any treasure in your bag?"

"Well, a family heirloom." Nan Hua replied casually.

Huo Beiyao wiped his hair casually with a towel, and asked casually: "Your ancestor is the Aixinjueluo family? The bag contains the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom? You have to hold your broken bag inseparably."

"Almost, my ancestor Shen Wansan."

Huo Beiyao threw the towel on the sofa and smiled, "Miss Shen is quite humorous."

He picked up a glass of juice from the round coffee table and handed it to her.

Nan Hua didn't answer, worried that the juice had been tampered with by him.

"Don't worry, I, Huo Beiyao, won't get a woman by any means."

Nan Hua sneered, "Isn't your method not bad enough?"

Huo Beiyao put the juice back where it was, walked up to her and sat down comfortably.

His deep eyes stared at the face that closely resembled his late wife's, and his voice couldn't help but soften a little, "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Nan Hua said coldly: "I don't want to, I want to go home."

She got up and was about to go.

Halfway up his body, Huo Beiyao held him down.

He raised his hand and gently brushed her loose hair behind her ears, "Sit with me for a while before leaving, okay?"

He suddenly put away the cold and hard edge on his body, and became so talkative, still in a discussing tone.

Nan Hua was very surprised.

For a moment, he was not sure what he meant, so he simply remained silent.

Huo Beiyao picked up a check from the bedside table and handed it to her, "Here's 1000 million, take it."

Nan Hua didn't answer, raised her eyes and looked at him defensively, "What do you mean?"

Huo Beiyao stuffed the check into her hand, "Go for plastic surgery, I'll give you another 1000 million after the surgery is over."

Nanhua frowned slightly, very puzzled, "Okay, why should I have plastic surgery?"

Huo Beiyao picked up the phone, called up the photo of his dead wife, and handed it to her, "Do it like her."

Nan Hua froze.

"Make the tip of your nose rounder and the bridge a little lower."

He stretched out his slender fingers, and gently tapped the end of her left eye, "There is a mole the size of a millet tattooed here, the double eyelids should be narrowed, and the eye sockets should be filled."

He leaned his shoulders back and looked at her whole body, "Also, you have to eat fatter, fatter, to be more like her, you are too thin."

He stared at her with gloomy eyes, like a deep lake.

There is wind blowing in through the window.

The blowing caused a ripple in the Wanghu Lake.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Maybe it's crazy to make this woman look like Nan Hua, to get her appearance and her heart right?

No matter how hard he tried, his Nan Hua would never come back.

The pain was so great that he could not speak.

Nan Hua's heart was also surging, as if a strong acidic liquid had poured in.

Slowly corroding her heart.

This heartless and ungrateful man actually made himself look like before.

In the past three years, he had ridiculed her, humiliated her, cheated on her, didn't love her, and finally ordered the driver to kill her.

Killed her "dead".

Find another substitute.

Is it the disgusting "dead" person, or the disgusting living person?

Nan Hua threw the check on the bed, straightened her shoulders, raised her chin, and said stubbornly, "It's not straight."

The corners of Huo Beiyao's lips curled into a very faint arc, and his black jade-like eyes darkened. He didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart: Forget it, no matter how much he looks like, he's not Nanhua.

No one can replace his Nanhua.

The two have their own concerns.

The room was silent.

suddenly.

Nanhua's cell phone rang.

She hurriedly took it out of her bag, and glanced at the caller ID: Lin Mobai.

Pressed answer.

His voice came from the mobile phone: "I just heard from a friend that you are in a hot spring resort in the suburbs of Beijing? He saw you in the lobby."

"Yes, I'm here."

Lin Mobai's voice was full of joy; "Coincidentally, I'm also there, which suite are you in?"

"I'm in 106."

"Are you yourself?"

Nan Hua glanced at Huo Beiyao, saw his handsome face was gloomy, and said, "No, with a bastard."

"Bastard? Are you in danger? I'll go over and save you right away!" Lin Mobai spoke quickly and anxiously, with deep worry.

Nan Hua couldn't ask for it, and hurriedly responded, "Okay."

As soon as Lin Mobai came, she could get away.

Hang up the phone and put the phone in the bag.

She stood up and said, "Good night, Mr. Huo, I should go."

Just as he took a step out, Huo Beiyao grabbed his wrist.

"Did I let you go?" His tone was indescribably domineering.

Nanhua's wrist hurt a little from being grabbed by him, she looked back at him with a sullen look in her eyes, "You said you wouldn't force me."

"I said I won't force you, but I didn't say that you can find other wild men."

"Wild man?" Nan Hua laughed angrily, "Who is Mr. Huo, who just cares about me?"

Huo Beiyao looked down at her, and said indifferently, "Boss Shen means to let me be your man."

Nan Hua sneered.

my man?

Are you worthy?

"Yes, my dad hopes that the Shen family can marry your Huo family, but what age is it now, are you still engaged in arranged marriages? There are so many daughters in the Shen family, you don't like Shen Jiao, you can choose Shen Yu, there is no need to stare at me one person."

Huo Beiyao reached out and lifted her small chin, stared down at her big watery eyes, and smiled lightly, "There are many daughters in the Shen family, but you are the only one who looks like what I like."

The way he likes it?

I don't know how to cherish when I'm alive, and when I "dead", what kind of bullshit feelings will I have.

Nan Hua was extremely disgusted.

She tilted her head suddenly and shook off his hand, "Don't touch me!"

Two minutes later, there was a ringing of the doorbell and a knock on the door.

Lin Mobai is here.

Nan Hua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and ran away.

Just as he opened the bedroom door, a strong force suddenly came from his shoulders.

Then her body hit the man's strong chest.

"Click" sound.

The door was locked.

Huo Beiyao pushed her against the wall, held her down, and his tall body pressed down on her like a copper wall, looking down at her condescendingly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere tonight."

Nan Hua pursed her lips and stared at him, with anger in her eyes.

Huo Beiyao's heart ached, he raised his hand, stroked her eyes, and closed them.

He held her face in his hands and said softly, "Xiao Hua, don't hate me, okay?"