Your woman?
Hearing that, Huo Yaoting raised his right eyebrow, pointing the lighter down, he tilted his head and looked at Ji
ian.
Ji
ian's worried look made Huo Yaoting laugh and feel gratified at the same time.
Spreading out his large hands, Huo Yaoting rubbed Ji
ian's small head and asked warmly, "Are you sleeping?"
Ji
ian looked at him but did not say a word.
She sat down on the coffee table in front of the sofa and moved her soft body away from the sofa. Her delicate little finger, which was almost transparent, picked up the small phone on the coffee table and skillfully dialed a number.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is turned off ?"
Shutdown?
Ji
ian touched his forehead, "Idiot An An, I forgot to charge my phone again."
Hearing Ji
ian's words, Huo Yaoting pursed her lips.
A cold light flashed through his dark eyes.
In the morning when she went to the amusement park, her cell phone was still full...
Huo Yaoting frowned, then suddenly threw the phone back onto the sofa and bent over to lift Ji
ian up from the blanket. He walked towards Ji
ian's room and said, "Come, Daddy will bring you to sleep."
Ji
ian was startled, then he frowned, as his black eyes stared at Huo Yaoting coldly: "I am not sleepy."
Huo Yaoting squinted his eyes, "Children don't grow up late at night."
"?" Liar!
"I'll wait for my safety." Ji
ian said.
"Good boy." Huo Yaoting walked into the side bedroom and stuffed Ji
ian into a soft blanket without any explanation. In one breath, he grabbed the duvet and wrapped it around Ji
ian.
Not giving Ji
ian a chance to speak, he turned and walked out the door.
Pa, the lights came on.
Pa! The door closed from the outside.
Ji
ian, "..."
Once he left the bedroom, Huo Yaoting's expression suddenly darkened. His handsome face, which was carved with an axe, became as tense as a sharp sword.
The two slender legs under the black bathrobe had a cold wind blowing as he walked towards the study.
Entering the study, Huo Yaoting picked up the communicator on the desk and dialed Huo Chengshang's number: "Come down."
With just two short words, without any emotion, and just a cold tone, the call was hung up by Huo Yaoting.
After ending the call, Huo Yaoting frowned, and walked out of the study.
As he headed for the bedroom, the doorbell rang.
However, Huo Yaoting acted as if he did not hear it, and walked into his bedroom.
When he came out again, he looked completely new.
In the crook of his left arm was a black coat, and the elegant fingers of his bony hand were clasping the onyx buttons of his shirt cuff as he strode toward the door.
Opening the door, Huo Yaoting did not even raise his head to look at the person at the door, as a cold wind brushed past him.
"Ting, where are we going?" Huo Chengshang's brows slightly congealed, as he looked at the tall and perfect figure that was like an Apollo Sun God from the side.
"Help me watch Ji
ian." Huo Yaoting only said.
Huo Chengshang clenched his fists, and watched as he stepped into the elevator. From begi
ing to end, he never told him where he was going.
After looking at the elevator for a long time, Huo Chengshang laughed at himself and walked into the apartment.
Standing at the entrance and changing his shoes, Huo Chengshang heard the door open.
Huo Chengshang closed the door, and his gaze gently fell upon Ji
ian who was looking at him in doubt.
"Uncle Huo?" Ji
ian called out softly, her large eyes quickly flashing across the living room. Seeing no one, the little fellow's mouth twitched, and frowned as it looked at Huo Chengshang, "He went out?"
Huo Chengshang nodded, he walked towards him and hugged him with one arm.
Looking at this delicate face of hers, he felt his heart soften.
It didn't look like it wouldn't dare to offend him in the eyes of others. In front of Ji
ian, Huo Chengshang was like a gentle elder who did not care about being doted on at all.
Ji
ian did not feel that his body was any stronger than an ordinary person.
Her soft and tender arms wrapped around Huo Chengshang's strong neck. Ji
ian asked him, "Did he go to find An Xi?"
An An?
Huo Chengshang raised his brows, holding Ji
ian, he walked towards's room: "An An is your Mommy?"
Ji
ian nodded.
Huo Chengshang was about to sit on his bed with Ji
ian, but she hesitated the moment she sat down.
In the end, he directly carried Ji
ian and sat on the floor. He placed Ji
ian on his lap, lowered his eyes, and said to Ji
ian, "Little guy, do you know that your Mommy's real name is not An'an?"
Ji
ian still nodded.
"Then why is Mommy safe?"
"..." "I'm used to it." Ji
ian adorably shrugged her shoulders.
Huo Chengshang smiled, "Can Uncle discuss something with Ji
ian?"
Negotiate?
Ji
ian liked the word very much, so he said magnanimously, "Sure."
"Can I not call you Mommy An An in the future?" Huo Chengshang squinted his eyes, his voice was low and hidden sharpness.
"Why?" Ji
ian did not understand.
"An An is someone else, Mommy is Mommy." Huo Chengshang pondered for a moment, then replied.
Ji
ian remained silent.
Huo Chengshang lifted Ji
ian's chin and smiled warmly: "Can I?"
Ji
ian sighed and nodded.
"Good boy."
"He's going to find A
" Mommy? " Ji
ian looked at Huo Chengshang with his black and white eyes.
Huo Chengshang was silent for a moment before nodding his head, "Maybe."
Ji
ian heaved a sigh of relief, he went to find the stupid woman that made him worry so much, then he would be at ease.
Behind the Lancer KTV was a dark alley.
Qin Susu leaned on the rusty metal door with the cigarette in his hand. The cigarette butt flashed with a red light in the darkness, as if it was some kind of conspiracy.
"How's it going?" The low voice of a woman came from the dark alley, full of malice.
Qin Susu smiled coldly at the gentle and graceful figure that could only be vaguely seen in the darkness, "Everything will go according to your plan, as long as you don't forget what you promised me."
The woman in the darkness laughed sinisterly, "I will never forget what I promised you. By this time tomorrow, the person you care about the most should already be in a foreign land, and the money I gave her should be enough for her to live a life without worry. "
Qin Susu's fingers tightened on the cigarette as a red light flashed in his eyes under the thick makeup.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Susu said nothing and turned to leave.
"Wait." The person behind her called out to her with a slightly raised voice.
Qin Susu tilted his body, looking back at the black figure from the corner of his eyes, and frowned, "Is there anything else?"
"Do you know what you should do if the truth is revealed?" The woman's voice slowly came out as if it was laced with poison.
Qin Susu's body stiffened, his fingers fiercely shook.
After a long period of silence, Qin Susu raised his tone and sneered, "I don't have any other choice, do I?"
"It's best if you have that realization." The woman in the dark hummed.
Qin Susu suddenly turned his head and glared at her, the blood-red in his eyes seemingly flowing out from her eyes in the next moment.
The woman's body froze in the dark.
"It's not enough for me to realize this, but you, I hope you will always remember what you promised me. If anything happens to her, even if I, Qin Susu, become a ghost, I will never let you off!"
After Qin Susu finished speaking, he turned and left.
The woman in the darkness held her breath.
In a luxurious private room on the third floor of the KTV.
The man in the white shirt with the narrow indigo trousers was alone in the corner. Sitting across from him were three men who were in complete contrast to him in their elegance.
These three men were obviously the debaucherous young masters who had lived in the area for a long time, yet they each had their own beauties.
Although it couldn't compare to the elegant and charming man that sat there indifferently and silently, his appearance was still considered outstanding amongst the crowd.
"Lian, how long has it been since we last met?" Cheng Ji
an squinted her charming eyes, looking at Qiao Jinglian who was standing alone on a row of sofas, with her head lowered and her neck in silence.
Qiao Jinglian's peachy eyes glanced at Cheng Ji
an, her voice seemed to be filled with the fragrance of red wine, but her voice was clear and hoarse, "I'm old, I can't remember."
Old?
Nearly thirty men were of the golden age, full of charisma, and he said he was old.
Song Yulin gently lifted his red lips and smiled. "Forget it. You want us to let you off tonight just because you say 'old'?"
"It's been two years, Young Master Qiao. You've been hiding from us for a whole two years. Don't expect us to let you off so easily tonight." Jin Bochen snorted.
Facing his old friend's accusations one by one, Qiao Jinglian's expression was still calm and indifferent, "Oh, how do you all intend to not let me off so easily tonight?"
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