Huo Yuanguang still thought that he was hiding well, but he did not know that he secretly embezzled public funds to buy shares from shareholders privately and bribe Zhang Zhiqiang and his wife had already been known to Huo Mingcheng. Now Huo Mingcheng just needs to wait quietly. The longer the time passes, the more panic the other party will be, and the more clues will be exposed.
Huo Mingchen is now ordered to live at home, and he can't see Lu Qi often. The two of them can only make video calls in the room.
Lu Qi's face is very photogenic, because the facial features are very straight, no matter how you look at it, you can't pick out any flaws, commonly known as 360 degrees without dead ends. He came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and his hair was slightly wet. When he suddenly appeared in the camera, Huo Mingchen had to admit that he was handsome.
He sat back a little so that he could appreciate Lu Qi's face in all aspects, his eyes were aggressive, as if he was looking at his possessions.
"Your genes are good, do you follow your mother?"
"A Yuan looks a lot like my mother, I may follow my father."
Lu Qi's father died before he was born. He had never seen it before, nor did he have any photos at home. Lu's mother never mentioned a few words about him to her two children, and Lu Qi didn't bother to ask.
Huo Mingchen propped his chin again and looked at him closely,
"Have you missed me these days?"
Lu Qi asked back while wiping his hair,
"What do you think?"
Huo Mingchen pointed at his forehead and flicked the computer screen with his fingers, as if that was the only way to relieve his hatred.
"I see that you won't be bored if you're alone! Will you die if you say something nice to make me happy?"
"You're not a fool, can't you hear the good words and the truth?"
Lu Qi leaned slightly, his fingertips swept across the screen lightly, and pointed at his lips with a thin stroke—this action made people feel flustered and weak, only to hear his low and magnetic voice,
"I'm not lying to you, you should be happy."
People who are deceived by him usually don't have a good end. Haven't the fool on the other side been deceived enough in his last life
Hearing this, Huo Mingchen rubbed his chin for a while, tilted his head to look at him for a while, and finally blinked and said something irrelevant—
"I want to kiss you."
Lu Qi hooked his fingers,
"Then come here, and I'll let you kiss enough."
"I'll be able to go back in a few days when things are done over here."
No one knows what Huo Mingchen has in mind. Maybe apart from the old fox Huo Yuanguang, he has other things hidden in his heart, but Lu Qi won't be able to see it for a while.
Huo Mingchen vaguely heard a movement downstairs. He didn't know who was coming back. He got up and locked the door. Then he sat back again and said in a small talk,
"You said, if you spent the rest of your life with me, how would it feel?"
Lu Qi opened a bag of potato chips and spit out four words in the other's longing eyes,
"Life is better than death."
Huo Mingchen was not angry, and asked again,
"Then what if, I mean if, if I let you spend the rest of your life with a man who is richer than me and handsomer than me?"
For the rest of your life? That means going to bed with another person, then kissing him, kissing him, and transferring all the tolerance and consideration for Huo Mingchen to that person...
Hearing that, Lu Qi thought for a while, and found that it was unlikely, and he was a little resistant, but he always felt that Huo Mingchen would be very proud if he told the answer, so he avoided talking about it,
"Wait until you find that person first."
In Huo Mingchen, there is Lu Qi's hard work for two lifetimes. He will never treat another person like Huo Mingchen again. This kind of feeling is very complicated, so complicated that Lu Qi, who has always had a lot of heart, can't understand it.
Huo Mingchen laughed when he heard the words, bit his lower lip, raised his eyebrows in a resolute expression, and was a little embarrassed in his pride,
"Let me tell you, people who are richer than me are all old men. They are not as handsome as me, but they are more handsome than me. They are not richer than me. Even if they are, they must be gay."
In summary,
"That kind of person doesn't exist at all, give up your mind, you can only follow me."
A pair of scourges created by two people, internal digestion can also be regarded as a benefit to society in a sense.
The heater was on in the room. Huo Mingchen was wearing only a shirt on his upper body. He seemed to feel a little hot, so he unbuttoned the buttons, revealing a large white collarbone and chest. Skinny is a bit skinny.
Lu Qi stared at the screen for a long time, and finally determined that the other party was deliberately seducing him. He slowly lifted his eyelids without saying a word. Huo Mingchen bent his legs and put his hands on his knees lazily, with a bit of color. raised his chin to him,
"Hmm, do you want to kiss me?"
Like a scratching flower peacock.
"I don't want to."
Even if you think about it, you won't say it.
In front of Huo Mingchen, Lu Qi ordered a takeaway, sauce-flavored duck collarbone, and successfully destroyed the peacock on the opposite side.
"Next time you meet me, I will make you unable to get out of bed for three days!"
"Oh, I'm so scared."
Lu Qi spread his hands needlessly, this unsalty and not bland reaction is a provocation, Huo Mingchen is angry and helpless,
"I don't seem to have ever seen you angry or sad. Are you born like this?"
"Want to see it?"
Lu Qi took out a napkin, his eyes were a little red from the duck's collarbone,
"I'm crying for you now."
Huo Mingchen muttered,
"Who wants to see you cry."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the time, and found that it was getting late. He remembered that Lu Qi stayed up all night and had a poor sleep time. Suddenly, he couldn't bear to pull him to continue talking, and he said unwillingly,
"It's getting late, you should rest early."
and exhorted again,
"You must go to bed before two in the morning."
Lu Qi drank a glass of cold water, and once he drank it, his five internal organs were cold, and even the spiciness was lessened. He nodded, his voice was gentle, and his black pupils softened more than a little.
"Okay, you also rest early."
Huo Mingchen seemed to want to turn off the computer, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly leaned over and kissed him across the screen.
Lu Qi smiled so much that his brows and eyes twitched, and he said calmly,
"Did you know there's a lot of germs on the screen?"
Huo Mingchen glared at him, snorted heavily from his nose, and wiped his mouth vigorously with his sleeve, as if he could wipe away the bacteria.
"Forget it, it can't be wiped off."
Lu Qi seemed to be about to turn off the computer. Huo Mingchen saw him stand up and everyone went out of the screen, but suddenly he came back and kissed the screen again.
"Chirp~"
With a little bit of water, Huo Mingchen didn't even see his face clearly, and Lu Qi quickly got off the assembly line.
"Fuck..."
Huo Mingchen scolded in a stunned manner, and after a while, he suddenly laughed slowly again.
"Stupid!"
I don't know who is scolding.
I don't know if it was because of the stimulation. Uncle Zhang's recovery was faster than expected. After a few days, he could barely speak, and was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward. Huo Mingcheng has a special status, and every move is watched secretly, and some things can only be left to Huo Mingchen.
He motioned the nurse to go out with his eyes, and closed the door, Huo Mingchen pulled up a chair and sat on the head of the bed, smiling,
"Uncle Zhang, how is your body?"
The person lying on the hospital bed had dull eyes, withered complexion, and bandages on his arms and head. Uncle Zhang saw that it was him, and there was a hint of guilt in his eyes, and his hoarse voice said intermittently,
"Thank you... Second Young Master for your concern... It's already... It's all right... "
Smoking is not allowed in the hospital, Huo Mingchen can only play with the cigarettes, and the brown shredded tobacco fell to the ground.
"It's fine. Your son and daughter-in-law said a few days ago that they wanted to take you back to enjoy the happiness. They almost lifted the roof of the hospital. At that time, you had just finished the operation and it was difficult to move..."
He said as if he remembered something, looked down at his watch,
"Ah, at that time, it was said that they would pick you up in seven days, and the time is almost exactly today."
Uncle Zhang opened his lips when he heard the words, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. There was a cloud of turbid tears in his eyes that gradually condensed, and finally flowed down slowly, soaking a small piece of gauze at the corner of his eyes.
Huo Mingchen just pretended that he didn't see it. Poor people must have something to hate. Uncle Zhang is crying in the hospital bed now, but he's just taking it on himself. If Huo Mingcheng has troubles, it should be Huo Mingchen and Mr. Huo who are crying now.
He asked coldly,
"Is my brother okay with you?"
Uncle Zhang closed his eyes, unable to hide his shame and pain,
"The chairman... is very good to me... Seeing that I am old, I don't dislike me, but take care of me everywhere... "
After being with Huo Mingcheng for so long, and being favored by the Huo family, it's even more damnable to do this kind of delicacy.
Huo Mingchen's eyes darkened for a moment, he closed his eyes, and continued to chat slowly and leisurely,
"Uncle Zhang, you've been driving for more than ten years, and you've never made a mistake. How can a car that is so good suddenly lose control."
"me… "
When Uncle Zhang heard the words, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and the hand on his side tightened and loosened. He didn't utter a word for a long time. Huo Mingchen raised his eyelids and was so aggressive.
"Tell me, what happened that day?"
Uncle Zhang stopped talking, he realized now that Huo Mingchen should know something to ask this question, the warm sunshine outside the window came in, and his heart was suddenly ashes,
"I'm sorry for the chairman..."
All he said was this, and he kept his mouth shut.
Huo Mingchen sneered, and leaned towards the chair in a relaxed and winning attitude.
"Do you think that if you don't say it, no one will know who ordered it?"
He threw a recording pen on the table, and a conversation inside made Zhang Shuben's dead heart turn to embers.
"It was that little bastard Chen Liandong who instructed me. He asked me to bring my father back, and then... Then he said not to let him live for too long, and he would give me a sum of money to help me pay off my gambling debts. It's really none of my business, if you are kind, don't send me into the game! I'll kowtow to you!!"
Along with Zhang Zhiqiang's tears and tears, Uncle Zhang suddenly opened his mouth wide, his chest heaving, and scolded hoarsely,
"This! This bastard!"
Huo Mingchen turned off the recorder and looked at him with all his leisure, his eyes were cold and pitiless,
"You know, only the mouth of a dead man can't speak."
"Even if you didn't die in that car accident, sooner or later you'd die in his hands."
The clock on the wall was still ticking, accompanied by Huo Mingchen's kind reminder, it was tantamount to a reminder.
"In an hour, your good son will come to pick you up and leave the hospital."