"Boom!"
The door of the study was pushed open suddenly, and a group of people who had seen it and those who hadn't seen it were all stunned, turning their heads to look at the people who had already barged in.
She was wearing a sexy dress, and her shawl had been lost somewhere. Under the bright light, her skin was dazzlingly white.
Even if you haven't seen it, you can already guess who this girl is.
Many subordinates bowed their heads quickly, thinking silently in their hearts: I am blind, I am blind, I am blind.
Song Yaoyao stood at the door, staring blankly at Huo Yunque.
Just like in the dream, she lost a lot of weight, and her facial features became more and more refined, and at the same time, her facial contours became sharp and compelling. He was wearing a set of Tibetan silver-gray silk pajamas, even if his body was weak, it could not conceal his elegant and noble temperament.
Dreams are real.
The subordinates didn't hear any movement, and those who had the courage to raise their eyes were about to look over.
Suddenly, there was a burst of crying.
They froze...
Madame crying
"You go out."
Sir, no matter how curious they are, they dare not stay here.
I also knew in my heart that my wife must have been terrified during the time my husband disappeared.
I heard that the wife is still young, so compared to the husband, she is still a child, and it is normal to cry.
Song Yaoyao didn't know why she couldn't help it when she saw Huo Yunque.
She stood there twitching, not daring to go forward, for fear that everything was fake, her hallucination.
With a slight smile on the corner of Huo Yunque's lips, he stretched out his hand, "Young, come here."
Song Yaoyao couldn't move, her eyes were dim with tears, and there were large spots of light in front of her eyes.
Crying like a child, poor and broken.
"You want me to carry you over? Okay." He was about to stand up while leaning on the armrest of the chair. Seeing this, Song Yaoyao stopped her with a hoarse voice, "Don't move!!"
From that dream, Song Yaoyao saw how injured Huo Yunque was.
If it wasn't for being in a coma, how could he not be willing to contact her and leave her alone in fear.
She walked over slowly.
Huo Yunque grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
The thin and slender fingers bent up, and wiped the tears on her cheeks, "Don't cry, you know I will feel bad, huh?"
It's fine if he doesn't say it, but Song Yaoyao cried even more when he said it.
Huo Yunque sighed, gently stroked Song Yaoyao's hair, and let her cry in his arms.
It wasn't until Song Yaoyao completely vented the fear in his heart that he patted Song Yaoyao on the back and asked, "Don't be afraid, it won't happen in the future, and I won't leave you alone again."
"you said!"
Song Yaoyao clenched his clothes tightly, raised her head and looked straight into Huo Yunque's eyes, "If there is another time, I will! I don't want you!"
"Not me? Then who do you want, huh?"
Huo Yunque embraced her, with a faint smile, "I saw the WeChat message."
Song Yaoyao's expression changed, her eyes were wet and bright, and a blush quickly climbed up her cheeks.
Thinking of the words she sent, she wished she could dig a crack in the ground and get in.
"You've learned a lot, Song Yaoyao," as soon as Huo Yunque's cool fingers touched Song Yaoyao's shoulders, he felt a series of trembling and numbness. Song Yaoyao curled up her neck, wishing she could curl herself into a ball.
"Who made you wear this dress?"
"Are you planning to find another man?"
Every time Huo Yunque said a word, Song Yaoyao's face turned red, and at the same time, she was extremely embarrassed.
How could he-
"You are not allowed to speak!"
Song Yaoyao's eyes fluttered, and the crimson color permeated her jade-white face, even the tip of her ears couldn't be avoided. She tried to cover Huo Yunque's mouth, but she was afraid that she would touch his wound if she moved too much.
"Don't, don't say it!"
"oh?"
Huo Yunque curled his lips, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
"However, I still remember one sentence."
"What... what?" Song Yaoyao was taken aback.
Huo Yunque lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
boom-
Song Yaoyao's mind went blank, and she plunged into Huo Yunque's arms.
Woooooo, let her die! !
She remembered the words she sent, one of which was—
[If you come back, from now on, I will only wear it for you to see!]
How could she say such a thing!
"Ah… "
Huo Yunque's Adam's apple twitched, and his laughter was deep and magnetic.
The study was quiet, Huo Yunque rested his chin on Song Yaoyao's hair, closed his eyes sleepily, "Don't move, let me hug you."
He knew how dangerous this time was. In a coma, he had been pulled into the abyss countless times by one hand. But he didn't dare to die. If he died, what would his little girl do
Even if he had made perfect preparations for her and left her a way out. Even if he is not around, Yi Ting and Mu Jing will protect Song Yaoyao on his behalf.
Can-
How can you be content
He doesn't want to die, his woman should be protected by him personally.
No one else can do it, only him.
So he kept holding on until one day, when he was exhausted, he suddenly heard Song Yaoyao's voice.
She called him brother in her ear.
Suddenly, with exhausted strength, he finally broke free from the shackles of that hand and opened his eyes.
Next, Huo Jiu arrived with people.
He saw the album that Song Yaoyao handed over to Huo Jiu, and there was even an old man painted by Song Yaoyao on it, with a stooped figure and drooping skin, who was the owner of the house.
She was far away in a foreign country, but she completely drew the appearance of the place where he was.
Huo Yunque lowered his head and gently kissed her soft hair.
No matter who she is or how many strange things she has, he doesn't care.
As long as it's his slenderness, it's fine.
The news of Huo Yunque's return quickly reached the ears of every caring person as if he had grown wings.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they all came to visit.
It's just that without exception, they were all stopped outside.
Although injured, Huo Yunque has regained control of the group affairs. With his confidant in charge, there was no major trouble, but the official affairs piled up like a mountain, and there were many more documents that he had to deal with.
And Huo Ningxi, Song Yaoyao hadn't seen him since they left that night.
What Song Yaoyao said on the Internet that day was posted on the Internet intact by the media.
Song Yaoyao didn't care, and when Huo Yunque found out, he just nodded lightly to show that he knew. However, the video was still posted on the Internet without any processing.
Song Yaoyao could vaguely guess Huo Yunque's attitude and did not sympathize with Huo Ningxi.
The Huo family treated him with utmost benevolence and righteousness.
Mr. Huo finally found out about all this and returned home in a hurry.
Netizens have various speculations about Huo Ningxi's future.
[I want to know where Song Yaoyao's confidence comes from? She is said to be the beneficiary of Mr. Huo's estate?]
[What's wrong? No way? Other people's own money, they can do whatever they want, can you manage it?]
[Some people are really funny, eating steamed buns and instant noodles every day, but worrying that the rich can't afford it. Even if Huo Ningxi can't inherit the property in the end, he can live comfortably all his life, okay? I don't know how much better than everyone present!]