Chapter 62: Self-cultivation of Love Tribulation (62)
"The empress is going to choose a concubine!"
"Is the empress finally going to open her harem?"
In the restaurant in the capital of Yan Kingdom, the residents at the feet of the Son of Heaven were chattering, so they were not excited to discuss the empress's private life.
Today's majesty is truly a legend!
She is the reincarnation of the heavenly immortals, she was born with a vision, the bright light is full of palaces, the emperor saw that she was extraordinary, and sent His Majesty to Wushan to cultivate immortals early, and after more than ten years, she went down the mountain, and successfully solved the big case, not to mention, she also went through the calamity to ascend to immortals!
It didn't take long for the emperor to abdicate, the empress ascended the throne, leading the Yan country to get better and better, the monks integrated into the ordinary people, and there was a special monk department in the imperial court! I'm in charge of researching steam, electricity, networks, and the like, and I've heard that it's quite productive!
As the people under the roots of the imperial city, many people benefited from the first batch of pilot projects.
Even this small teahouse outside the city is equipped with a thing called "air conditioning" researched by the empress, which is quite cool indoors in the hot summer.
Gu Cheng sat in the stall, sighing, and his face was ugly.
He did not support the empress's choice of a concubine...... Everyone in this world is a mortal in the flesh, who is worthy of the empress of his family?
But in the female royal family, there is really a throne to inherit!
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"I thought you were here to help me because you knew that I didn't want to marry Qi Yingzhou."
She spoke, her voice in a wistful tone.
One is to satisfy the wishes of the sweetheart, and the other is to satisfy one's own possessiveness.
Huo Jiuke can say some beautiful things to Ling Chan and decorate his dirty desire for exclusivity with clever words.
But he didn't want to.
In foreign countries, in the year of losing Ling Chan, Huo Jiuke was thinking day and night, why did he lose Ling Chan?
Obviously, the two of them have no guesses, he is Ling Chan's closest relative, lover, and friend...... Why doesn't Ling Chan want him?
is because he is selfish and wants to occupy all of Ling Chan and control Ling Chan's life.
He wanted to master Ling Chan.
He originally thought that he could do it, but the result of blind confidence may be to withdraw from the marriage, and he and Ling Chan are separated.
He won't make that mistake again.
"I ......" Huo Jiuke's throat trembled a little, "It's me who is wrong, Chanchan, can you give me a chance to make amends?" β
He raised his eyes, his eyes full of sincerity, "When I founded CN, I thought that Uncle Jiang was in this kind of business, influenced by cutting-edge technology...... Chanchan, please give me a chance and let me help you. β
His industry happens to be the upstream productivity of the Jiang family, which is certainly not a coincidence.
Huo Jiuke just wanted to let the Jiang family be limited to him and obediently marry his daughter to him.
"I founded CN in high school, and I was in China in the early stage, so I couldn't keep an eye on the foreign side, but fortunately they didn't let me down."
Huo Jiuke said: "At that time, I studied the management methods of a lot of start-up companies, which may also be helpful to you. β
"High school?" Ling Chan raised her eyebrows, "How could the Huo family allow you to take away this big cake?" β
"CN has nothing to do with the Huo family." Huo Jiuke said calmly: "I deliberately separated and hid from the Huo family. β
At that time, the bloodline problem had not yet been exposed, and Huo Jiuke was the heir of the Huo family.
Why did he separate the two?
For Ling Chan.
The Jiang family and the Huo family are not equal, Huo Jiuke and the Huo family are also unequal, Huo Jiuke knows the Huo family very well, knows Mrs. Huo very well, and the marriage with Ling Chan is their best tool to control him.
Of course, he had to do a little bit of preparation.
Ling Chan figured out this joint, sighed, and her tone couldn't help but soften, "You really make me sad." β
"I can give you another chance, but I have one condition." Ling Chan stood up, walked in front of Huo Jiuke, bent down, her eyes caressed Huo Jiuke's face, as if she wanted to see the sincerity under the flesh and skin.
"I don't want to marry again, I'm going to recruit more." She willfully demanded: "My future husband wants to be rich." β
Huo Jiuke laughed when he heard it, "Huo is not my surname, if only I could change my surname to Jiang." β
"We're going to be the closest family."
As he spoke, his eyes were like melted hot chocolate, slimy and bubbling.
"I like you so much." He said softly.
Ling Chan stood up, "If you really like me so much, why don't you apologize to me?" β
"You said a lot of things and promised me a lot of the future, but what about the apologies you owe me? The wrong things you have done in the past will not disappear with the passage of time. β
Huo Jiuke's eyes widened slightly, and he immediately understood what Ling Chan was talking about.
Taking a deep breath, Huo Jiuke stood up and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry." β
He maintained a bent posture and did not get up, "I should not try to influence your relationships and interfere with your friendships. β
"I'm not going to cross the line again."
He said solemnly: "Please let me join the company of Frank Intelligence, and I will bring all the technology of CN as compensation." β
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The two talked.
Ling Chan immediately regained her former lazy and callous appearance, "I want to eat a small cake, you go and get me some." β
"Okay."
Huo Jiuke honestly got up and went to get it.
He opened the door and saw Zhao Xuchang sitting around the corner at a glance.
Zhao Xuchang was wearing a straight suit and sitting in an armchair, he was dressed up brightly by Ling Chan, and even in a daze, he had an extra sense of extravagance.
It was originally a worthless earth dog, but now it has become a valuable purebred dog imported from abroad.
Huo Jiuke thought sarcastically.
"Are my clothes comfortable?" The cold male voice floated into his ears slowly.
Zhao Xuchang's sight bumped into a pair of leather shoes, which were recognizable, well-cut, revealing the smell of money.
He looked up and saw Huo Jiuke looking down at him condescendingly, full of mockery.
Zhao Xuchang asked, "Why don't you laugh?" β
He didn't see Huo Jiuke many times, and the most profound impact was the other party's bearing that seemed to be confident anytime and anywhere, Huo Jiuke always had a smile, as if the sky would not change when it fell.
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Huo Jiuke's face became even more gloomy, "Are you comfortable using the stolen things?" β
Under the weather.
Zhao Xuchang felt uncomfortable when he thought that he was wearing Huo Jiuke's clothes, and he became a lot more aggressive, "This is not your clothes." β
He asked, "This is the dress that the Jiang family has prepared for Miss Jiang's future husband, and she plans to wear it at the engagement ceremony, Miss Jiang has no fiancΓ© now, and she is free to wear this dress to anyone she wants." β
"This is a dress made to my size, do you fit it?"
It doesn't fit, Zhao Xuchang: "Your size two years ago, you may not fit it now." β
Zhao Xuchang stood up from the chair, and his momentum was also rising, "It's just an old thing, why should Mr. Huo bother?" β
Huo Jiuke smiled, he took a step back, looked at Zhao Xuchang with a surprised look, and said half-paid: "So, the person who stole my database information is really you?" β
Database.
Is it a database in a tablet? It is all about Ling Chan's video materials, singing, dancing, speeches, and Huo Jiuke's childhood memories that he specially preserved.
Zhao Xuchang's face stiffened, he was not a person who could speak well, and in the face of Huo Jiuke's questioning, he was speechless.
"Did you give the contents to Qi Yingzhou?"
Silence didn't work for Huo Jiuke, he could see what he wanted to know from Zhao Xuchang's subtle expression.