The atmosphere in Ward 808 of the hospital was tense.
On the huge LCD TV, there was a live broadcast of the Xiao family banquet.
All the rich and famous ladies were like attending a grand ceremony where a hundred flowers blossomed. They looked extremely enchanting on the red carpet leading to the Xiao family mansion, hoping to win more attention.
The spotlight flickered, and a young girl wearing an ice blue fishtail evening gown was escorted across the red carpet.
The tall man is handsome, mature and steady, and the lines of his profile are comparable to those of international male models.
No, he is more exciting than any international male model.
What's more, Huo Jiahui felt like her heart was on fire.
Huo Ting sat on the European-style velvet sofa chair next to the hospital bed and silently pressed the pause button.
The scene of Chu Mochen protecting Song Yunxuan, surrounded by spotlights, was frozen.
Huo Jiahui looked pale, but couldn't help but clenched the blanket on the hospital bed with her slender fingers.
She almost gritted her teeth and turned to ask Huo Ting: "Brother, are you here just to show me this bitch?"
The word "bitch" was almost chewed up by her.
Huo Ting sneered: "How can you fight with her now? Even Chu Mochen has personally admitted her identity."
"But Mo Chen and I are childhood sweethearts!"
She was indignant.
Huo Ting pressed the play button and let the picture on the LCD TV continue to play smoothly: "Love is not a first-come, first-served thing."
"Song Yunxuan obviously stepped in!!"
She is extremely stubborn.
Huo Ting interrupted her coldly: "Don't forget, if it weren't for Chu Mochen who misses Gu Changge so much, what chance would you have of meeting him in the United States?"
Huo Jiahui was immediately gagged.
Huo Ting continued: "Even if it happened more than ten years ago, you should know that the Chu family originally planned to marry the Gu family, but Gu Cheng refused to marry Gu Changge as an ordinary daughter. Otherwise, , now it’s your turn to be jealous of Song Yunxuan over Chu Mochen?”
Huo Jiahui really had nothing to say, but she quickly laughed at Gu Changge as if she was gloating: "So what if Gu Changge has the ability to suppress others? She is so dead now that there is no ashes left. Now, seeing her husband with The sisters are about to get together."
"So, when a person dies, there is nothing." Huo Ting's conversation suddenly turned to her side.
This made Huo Jiahui subconsciously stunned for a moment. When she looked at her half-brother again, her eyes became much weirder: "Brother, what do you mean?"
She is a smart rich girl who is fundamentally different from her twin sister Huo Jiaying.
Huo Jiaying was spoiled and her eyes were high but her hands were low.
But she is different. She has her own career and her own social circle.
He knows how to advance and retreat, and he also knows the complex intrigues, competitions, and intrigues between people.
She would pay attention to every look and word Huo Ting made, and even think about it carefully.
After saying so much today, it was Huo Ting's words that made her care more.
Huo Ting heard her ask and turned his eyes from the LCD TV to look at her.
There was a smile in his eyes: "Do you know why I haven't liked you very much since I was a child?"
Huo Jiahui pursed her lips and said nothing, but her eyes were fixed on him.
Huo Ting has disliked her since she could remember, not only disliked her, but even hated her.
Many times, she could feel Huo Ting's obvious disgust for her.
When two sisters fall down together, Huo Ting will always help Huo Jiaying up first.
She sat on the ground crying, waiting for Huo Ting to help her, but Huo Ting didn't even bother to look at her.
In the Huo family, it seems that all the favor is given to Huo Jiaying.
My father is like this, my mother is like this, and even my half-brother is like this.
She felt it was unfair and unable to change it, so she had no choice but to leave the Huo family.
Now, Huo Ting brought up this topic directly, and Huo Jiahui seemed to remember things from many years ago in a trance.
She shook her head, a little confused: "I don't know."
She has never done anything wrong, and even everything she does is better than her sister Huo Jiaying.
However, her parents and brothers turned a blind eye to her.
Huo Ting stood up from the sofa chair: "Because you are much smarter than Jiaying."
Huo Jiahui was stunned and locked her eyes on Huo Ting.
Huo Ting's tone became light and dangerous: "Jiaying's brain never turns around. She always relies on the power of her family to do random things. You have more brains than her, so she can use it as a gun for me, but you can't. , of course I don’t like you.”
After hearing Huo Ting's explanation, Huo Jiahui was about to jump out of bed.
However, Huo Ting came over and put his hands on the bed to prevent her from getting up: "Do you understand now?"
"You are so despicable!" Huo Jiahui gritted his teeth.
However, Huo Ting curled up the corners of his lips and revealed an extremely evil smile: "So what if it's despicable? As long as it can achieve its goal!"
"Daddy will never leave the Huo family to someone like you. Mommy will definitely stop Daddy!"
Huo Ting smiled contemptuously: "What if she dies?"
Hearing this, Huo Jiahui was stunned.
Suddenly I felt so stiff that I couldn't say anything to retort.
Yes, only by living can people make the impossible possible.
If you die, nothing can be stopped, nothing can be changed.
Only when you are alive can you have fighting strength.
…
What Song Yunxuan said to Xiao Luo gave him an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
Xiao Luo looked particularly weak.
When they changed their clothes and left the room, they always left side by side with Song Yunxuan.
Lu Xia appeared quietly in the main residence of the Xiao family.
The old man wore reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. The golden nanmu crutch in his hand was quite old, and the handle was smooth and moist.
Even though Lu Xia appeared like a ghost in the dark living room of the old house, the old man noticed it without any effort.
"Axiang, serve tea to Miss Lu."
Lu Xia raised his hand and stopped the butler quickly: "Uncle Xiang, the banquet is about to begin. I will eat this cup of tea another day."
There was a smile on her lips, full of confidence and a bit of restrained satisfaction.
The living room where Xiao Jiancheng is located is decorated according to the layout of the prince's living room in the Manchu Dynasty. Every piece of furniture in the living room is worth the price of a villa within the third ring road of Hong Kong City.
After hearing Lu Xia's refusal to be served tea by the housekeeper, Xiao Jiancheng's eyes turned slightly and fell on her, feeling a little: "This girl from the Song family is indeed a smart girl."
"But, old man, you are a little ruthless." Lu Xia took two steps forward, looked at the transmission screen of the monitor screen in front of the old man, and pointed at the swimming pool, "The water in the swimming pool is two meters deep. You are like this Send someone to retreat Young Master Sun. If he is not rescued in time, Young Master Sun may actually choke to death with a mouthful of water. "
Xiao Jiancheng laughed softly.
Lu Xia felt a little strange: "Old man, why are you laughing? Master Sun was so choked that he fainted."
The smile on Xiao Jiancheng's wrinkled face deepened: "Miss Lu, did you know that my grandson knows how to swim?"
Lu Xia was stunned: "I really didn't see it."
Xiao Jiancheng shook his head, and seemed to have a somewhat changed view of his eldest grandson: "Besides, the woman who pushed him into the swimming pool was not sent by me, the old man."
Lu Xia was stunned for a moment, then thought of Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang: "Then your two sons are really capable of doing this."
Xiao Jiancheng shook his head: "No, Miss Lu, no matter how disobedient my two sons are, they will never do such a thing in front of everyone while I, the old man, am still alive. There are so many guests tonight. If they do this, it will be seen that they want to kill this nephew, which is too stupid. "
Lu Xia was slightly shocked, as if he thought of something in an instant: "What do you mean..."
Lu Xia had already thought of the answer, but felt that the answer was so incredible that he did not say it immediately.
But the old man nodded and confirmed her answer: "The woman who pushed Aluo into the water was arranged by Aluo himself. This was just a ploy by Aluo."
Lu Xia remained silent.
But the old man couldn't explain how he should feel at this moment.
Should I be happy or should I feel sad
This child is only seventeen years old, and his skills are even worse than those of his father.
I am afraid that in a few years, his two uncles will not be taken seriously by him.
He is the child's grandfather and also the father of Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang.
He didn't want to see his grandson fighting to the death with his son.
Lu Xia saw that the old man was in poor spirits and sighed heavily.
Then he opened his lips and comforted the old man: "Old man, you also know that natural selection means survival of the fittest."
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
These eight words are the belief for everyone to survive.
Especially the wealthy families in Hong Kong City.
The old man of the Xiao family has been ups and downs for decades, so he naturally understands this meaning.
only…
"I don't want our Xiao family to cause trouble."
Lu Xia pursed her lips and her expression changed instantly.
No one could see the fleeting change on her face clearly, not even the shrewd old fox Xiao Jiancheng.
The old man was a little worried: "I can still weigh the weight of my two sons and grandsons. No matter who wins in the end, I will definitely save the life of the loser."
Lu Xia nodded: "Then what are you worried about, old man?"
The old man raised his hand tiredly, pointed at Song Yunxuan on the screen, who was walking down the stairs on the red carpet, and said seriously: "I'm worried about her."
Lu Xia looked where the old man pointed.
Wearing a silver-gray dress, Song Yunxuan is intellectually elegant, with slender legs as white as jade, a graceful figure and a smile on her lips that make it difficult to look away after just one glance.
Her pupils were as dark as ink.
Even if the brighter light shines through her deep eyes, it seems that they will be swallowed up and swept away by the thick darkness in her eyes.
Lu Xia just expressed her superficial feelings about Song Yunxuan: "This is a very beautiful girl."
However, the old man of the Xiao family suddenly said after a long pause: "The closer I look at this child, the more he looks like Xuan back then."
"This is the second time that the old man said that she looks like her father."
But the old man shook his head and denied: "No, what I'm talking about this time... is her city government tactics."