Chapter 424: As soon as the lights were turned off, Jiang Yan was so angry that he wanted to kill him.

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The moment the mobile phone rang suddenly in the ward, Jiang Yansheng looked back and saw the man's thin lips hooked, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and his steps were going to retreat.

Huo Xiumo suddenly stretched out his big hand to grab her wrist, with heavy force, and at the same time, connected the phone with one hand.

"Mom."

"......" Jiang Yansheng sounded.

She struggled and saw Huo Xiumo say into her phone, "Well, it's right next to me." ”

Jiang Yansheng glared at him with open eyes, with a hint of accusation.

Huo Xiumo smiled handsomely and hatefully, and his slender and white hand handed the phone in front of her.

Faintly, Mrs. Huo's voice came faintly.

Jiang Yansheng wanted to kill again, she endured it, took the phone, and the smile pulled out of the corner of her lips was stiff: "Mom, it's me." ”

“……”

"I'll be with him in the ward at night, don't worry."

“……”

"You don't need to call the nurse together, I'll take care of it alone, well, mom I know."

“……”

"Yes, I've read everything you told me, um, back? Backed down. ”

Jiang Yansheng coaxed Mrs. Huo softly, and when the phone hung up, her gentle face became very indifferent, and she looked at this boring man with her eyebrows: "Huo Xiumo, you are really special and annoying now!" ”

Asking his mother to sue a three-year-old child for doing this, he did it without any psychological burden.

Huo Xiumo's big hand did not let go of her wrist, his fingertips gently rubbed the woman's fair skin, and his tone was light, and there was a hint of coercion and seduction: "Good, go and change your clothes, but ...... You're going to dare to run to that little bed and sleep, huh? I'll call my mom. ”

Jiang Yansheng choked his throat for a while, and after a long time, he said: "Is it amazing to have a mother?" ”

It turns out.

A child has a mother, it is a treasure.

As long as Huo Xiumo said something casually in front of Mrs. Huo, Jiang Yansheng would have to be talked about for more than half an hour.

She went to the bathroom to wash and change her pajamas, lifted the quilt and lay down beside him, separated the distance with a pillow, her slender chin was slightly raised, and her red lips opened lightly: "Do you know what the 38th line is?" ”

Huo Xiumo asked her, "What?" ”

"Whoever goes over the pillow is the turtle bastard!"

As soon as Jiang Yan's words fell, the man pulled her arm and pulled her over, and said, "So? Little bastard. ”

Jiang Yansheng's slender body lost his weight and pressed against the pillow, and when he heard what the man said, he raised his eyes and glared at him.

Huo Xiumo's thin lips pursed slightly and a low smile overflowed, and his long finger flicked on her eyebrows: "Little bastard." ”

“……”

As soon as the lights were turned off, Jiang Yan was so angry that he wanted to kill him.

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The night grew darker and darker.

Dozens of bodyguards lined up in a ruined underground parking lot, the cramped environment was damp, the white lights reflected on the ground, and the air was filled with a thick stench of decay.

A tall and gloomy man slowly appeared, sitting in a wheelchair, with an unusually steep aura.

A thin man stepped forward respectfully: "Second Shao, we investigated that Huo Xiumo was hospitalized with a gunshot wound, this is the surveillance data." ”

Huo Xiucheng's dark eyes swept over, and his voice was cold and warm: "His wife was also sent to the hospital?" ”

"It has been confirmed that he was in a coma in the hospital for a day and a night before waking up, and to the outside world, Huo Xiumo only claimed that he had been hospitalized for minor surgery, and did not reveal the gunshot wound to the Huo family."

Huo Xiucheng's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he sneered coldly: "His life is more precious than anything in the Huo family, if it is known that he was wounded by a gunshot wound, can those old antiques of the Huo family still sit still?" ”

"These messages have all been sealed by Da Shao, and if you want to investigate, I'm afraid you have to start with Da Shao Mada."

Huo Xiucheng's personal bodyguard named Que Ye spoke up.

"Master Que."

"Yes!"

Huo Xiucheng's thin lips hooked up with a sharp and cold arc: "Just find out his weakness from Jiang Yansheng." ”

Que Ye nodded, and asked again: "Second Shao, Secretary Li we can't buy it, but there is a female secretary surnamed Li next to Da Shao, and she seems to be quite trusted." ”

The tone between Huo Xiucheng's thin lips suddenly became colder, overflowing the woman's name: "Li Xin." ”

……

……

was shot three times in a row, Huo Xiumo recuperated in the hospital for a week, and only returned to Dujingyuan after the threads were removed, and Jiang Yansheng did not mention living separately with him, and the two lived together again.

As long as he lived in a separate room with him, the man called Mrs. Huo to complain, and after a few times, Jiang Yansheng couldn't move.

Huo Xiumo didn't go to the company, they all worked in the study, and Secretary Li and Li Xin would send documents over every day.

Over the weekend, after two days of rain, it finally cleared up.

Jiang Yansheng took a glass of hot milk and pushed it into the door of the study, inside, Li Xin, who was wearing an old-fashioned black professional suit, was reporting to Huo Xiumo, his voice was cold and he spoke quickly.

The sound of the door opening interrupted her speech.

Li Xin saw the woman walking in, and the words in his mouth stopped.

"Sorry, I'll bring him a glass of milk, you go on." Jiang Yansheng said so politely verbally, but did not leave immediately.

She deliberately came in to disturb Huo Xiumo's work, because she thought that he had been injured for more than three hours and had not rested.

Li Xin's heart was like a mirror, and he said along the steps: "I'm also a little thirsty, Mr. Huo, I'll go downstairs to drink a glass of water first." ”

From the moment Jiang Yansheng came in, Huo Xiumo's attention was all on her, and his deep eyes stared at the smiling woman.

Jiang Yansheng wore a blue long skirt today to make her body look long, her slightly curly long hair hung down her waist, her complexion was extremely white, and she had a transparent and clean beauty.

She didn't deliberately dress up anything at home, and the more she did, the more comfortable her temperament became.

Huo Xiumo's eyes changed in a heaviness and change, and his slender hand held her hand: "Tell me something?" ”

Jiang Yansheng's slender body leaned against the desk, lowered his eyelashes, his eyes fell on the interlocking fingers of the two, and he paused for a few seconds before he spoke: "Jiang Siwei is getting engaged, and he said that it would be good to invite the family to have a meal, and he was doing a big job when he got married." ”

"Your dad told you to go?"

Jiang Yansheng's soft eyebrows and eyes were slightly twisted, and his tone was light: "My dad is okay with this stepdaughter, and he won't care if he marries her." ”

"She can't get married? Do you want your dad to find a way to support her? Huo Xiumo rubbed the woman's palm with his long fingers, and lowered his head to kiss him, with a casual attitude.

The warm touch from the skin made Jiang Yansheng's fingertips tremble slightly, and he resisted the urge not to pull it back, and his red lips spoke: "Who told her to have more means, she didn't insist on sleeping with your cousin before, and then she couldn't marry into the Huo family and raised her legs, and went on a blind date with the boss of a listed company, my dad is probably afraid that the other party will dislike her." ”

"If you don't want to go, don't go."

Huo Xiumo's half-constricted eyes fell on her cold side face, and his big hand continued to grasp her soft and boneless little hand.

"I don't want to take you there, but ......" Jiang Yansheng paused slightly and looked out the door......

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Author:I want to write something sweet and relaxed.,But there's a little cutie who thinks the style of painting is wrong.,So let's ...... Continue to walk the plot?

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