Huo Xuanxi, the dignified head of the Huo family, is at the pinnacle of the underworld.
For the first time, I knew that it was my own fate.
It's only worth three hundred dollars.
He couldn't take a breath, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.
…
When Huo Xuanxi returned to the cage vaguely conscious, he heard brisk humming. He seemed to be lying somewhere, and the smell of meat soaked in cheap spices floated to his nose.
Is he still alive
Isn't he dead
"Huohuo, go and play by yourself. I'll finish this set of questions first." A Nuonuo girl's voice sounded from not far away, "There are meat buns on the table. If you are hungry, go and eat first. Hey, there are only two One hundred dollars, we have to save money..."
A small bird chirped.
"Eeeah! Eeeah!"
The girl was still complaining unhappily: "Huohuo, we really lost a lot of money tonight! We worked so hard to buy gauze and alcohol to help treat the wounds. As a result, some people who looked like human beings were connected behind their backs and in their pockets. Not a dime!”
"Eaaah!"
"Hey, just think I did something good today," she sighed, "You go and play, I will continue to do the questions."
Huo Xuanxi tried hard to blink his eyes a few times, and his vision gradually became clear.
This is a very small room, like a girl's boudoir. Although the area is extremely small, the furniture is neatly arranged, so it doesn't look cramped.
Pale pink curtains covered the windows, and floral sheets were neatly spread out on the bed—of course he was not qualified to sleep on them.
He was lying on the ground.
The back felt soft, as if it were a rubber mat. The injuries on the body were simply treated and wrapped in gauze. A bottle of Yunnan Baiyao was placed next to it...
A little red bird, which was as fat as a walnut and the size of a ball, was jumping around on the table. Its round body seemed to be able to roll up in the next moment. It really made people wonder how it could fly.
The energy-saving lamps on the ceiling were not turned on, and only an old desk lamp on the desk was on. There were thick books, textbooks, and exercise books stacked next to it. The little girl changed into furry pajamas, making her look even more petite and cute.
She was leaning over the table, writing the exercise book seriously.
Huo Xuanxi smelled a faint fragrance. Under the coldness and elegance, it was as sweet as flowers and fruits.
Just like that little girl.
- No matter why he was poisoned but did not die, this little girl was his savior.
Huo Xuanxi didn't move at all, and had actually already looked at the entire room.
To be honest, this house is quite weird.
The house is dilapidated, and the family must be in poor circumstances, but some personal clothing, furniture, and books are still valuables to ordinary people.
He immediately had a guess. This family, which should be bankrupt, sold everything they could to repay the money, and kept some of the things that were difficult to sell.
There were thick books stacked on the table, and a piece of pink letter paper was placed on the top. He glanced at it and saw that "Qing Qing Tongyang, my eternal love, Anliu..." was a love letter in antique style.
Tsk, a little girl movie, still in puppy love
He was amused in his heart.
Behind the exercise book, there were several gift boxes wrapped in colored paper. The one that was especially treasured was a simple photo frame made of cardboard, with a group photo inside.
The girl smiled brightly and happily, hugging the arm of the boy next to her tightly. Half of the photo frame was blocked behind the box, so Huo Xuanxi could not see who the boy was.
Out of respect for the privacy of this little savior, he didn't look.
After a long, long time, Huo Xuanxi hated herself so much that she thought she had to be a good person. She respected her privacy and did not take the photo frame to see who her boyfriend was.
If he had seen it earlier, he would probably not hesitate to go home and beat someone severely, kick him out to study abroad and exile him, and never let that person come back again!