rebirth daughter returns

The sound of Song Yunxuan deleting the recording made Huo Ting's cold and bloodthirsty gaze shift to her face.

There was no fear or waves on her expression, she just looked at Huo Ting calmly: "Although it's a good idea to kill me and frame your stepmother as the blame, you should make it clear that your stepmother's backer is your father."

Huo Ting looked at her fiercely.

Song Yunxuan couldn't stop talking, she put the phone back where it was originally placed, and then looked up at him: "Although your stepmother has given birth to two daughters who are in their 20s, she is only 46 years old now, and she can still give birth. A child, right?"

Huo Ting's fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly, his eyes were extremely cold.

Song Yunxuan looked into his eyes and nodded: "Okay, I see, your stepmother is already pregnant."

Huo Ting moved his fingers away one by one, wanting to strangle Song Yunxuan to death.

Song Yunxuan suddenly spoke, and asked him with sharp eyes: "Since it is already in danger, do you want to make a deal with me?"

Huo Ting frowned, and his fingers that were about to leave the steering wheel stopped.

Song Yunxuan stretched out her hand and pressed his fingers back on the steering wheel. Although the force was light, it had the irresistible power to guide the direction.

"Mr. Huo, I'll clear the roadblocks for you, but as a reward, you have to deal with it, and don't let the Huo family and the Chu family fight face to face."

Huo Ting put his fingers back on the steering wheel. He could feel the warmth of Song Yunxuan's fingers on the back of his hand, and the fierce look in his eyes subsided unconsciously.

"Will you help me clear the roadblock?" He asked her with a sneer, as if disdainful of her overreach.

Song Yunxuan smiled slightly and looked at her: "Do you think I don't have this ability?"

Huo Ting looked at the confident smile on Song Yunxuan's face, and saw a lingering and deep cold light in her eyes, like a cold sword hidden in a scabbard, as thin and invisible as it was, but when it exploded, it would be powerful.

"Your ability is nothing compared to my father."

Song Yunxuan nodded: "Huo Qixiong is indeed a well-known industry leader in Hong Kong City, but when he gets old, he should play chess and drink tea in peace, don't you think?"

Huo Ting looked at Song Yunxuan, the gloomyness in his eyes submerged and settled down bit by bit.

Song Yunxuan turned her head and looked out the window: "The difference between dying and waiting to die is that one dies faster and the other dies slower, but they will all die in the end, but if you do it, you might be able to enjoy it before you die." do it."

She said this lightly, it didn't look like she was gambling with human life at all.

But Huo Ting knew very well that Song Yunxuan was gambling with life with such a relaxed tone of talking and laughing.

"If you fail, you and I will both die."

Huo Ting reminded her.

Song Yunxuan smiled: "Just because Zhang Yufang is pregnant with a second child, it is impossible for you to escape unscathed. Zhang Yufang's ambition has not dissipated for more than 20 years. She wants the entire Huo family. You are not him." My dear, she can't trust you."

What Huo Ting said to her cannot be denied, because Zhang Yufang is indeed such a person.

It was indeed not easy for Zhang Yufang to marry into the Huo family at a young age, and she was not willing to give birth to two daughters.

She has always wanted to have another son. If this son appears, he will definitely kill Huo Ting, who has not yet grasped all the power of the Huo family.

Song Yunxuan felt that she had almost finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket to check the time, then turned to talk to Huo Ting: "It's getting late, we should go back, otherwise, Chu Mochen should be here."

She just finished speaking.

The Lamborghini's driver's door was slammed open.

Before Huo Ting could react, he was pulled out of the driver's seat.

"Hey!"

"Wait a moment."

She stopped it aloud.

Behind the person pulling Huo Ting, a man said displeasedly: "Release Mr. Huo."

Sure enough, the person who was pulling Huo Ting stopped what he was doing.

"Yes, Young Master Chu."

Song Yunxuan shook her head helplessly, opened the door of the passenger seat and walked down, and looked at Chu Mochen, who was in low pressure opposite, with some complaints: "I just had a few words with Mr. Huo, why did you come after me so quickly?"

Chu Mochen was dressed in black, and wearing the typical three-piece suit in Hong Kong made him feel a little more gloomy, and he was not angry but majestic, like a dark emperor.

Song Yunxuan walked over and grabbed his hand with both hands: "Okay, don't be so angry, I won't sneak out from you in the future."

She rarely wants to take the initiative to admit her mistakes like this now, but this is the best solution for her to deal with the current troubles.

Chu Mochen had a cold face, his jaw was tense, and his eyes were cold.

Song Yunxuan turned around and looked at Huo Ting: "Sorry, I don't think I can take your car back. Mr. Huo, let's go first."

If Chu Mochen knew that Huo Ting had brought her out to kill her and put the blame on Mrs. Huo, then the matter would become very difficult to end.

Moreover, maybe Chu Mochen would completely break her plan at such a critical moment, and let her return to Yuncheng with nothing.

She didn't want to come here in vain.

The matter of Miss Huo's second was nothing more than a small splash.

The real monstrous waves have only just begun.

Huo Ting looked at Chu Mochen with displeasure: "Young Master Chu, don't worry, I won't hurt Miss Song, please leave."

After finishing speaking, he quickly got in the car and left.

Seeing the car turning and leaving, Song Yunxuan was relieved.

But before his breath sank, Chu Mochen took her by the shoulders, staring at her like a falcon that sees everything: "What trick did you use against him?"

Song Yunxuan felt his fingers pinching her shoulder, frowned, and showed weakness at the right time: "Mochen, you hurt me."

Chu Mochen's fingers stiffened, feeling unfamiliar with her weak reaction.

Song Yunxuan looked at him: "Aren't you going to let me go?"

"Don't let it go."

He opened his lips coldly.

In the next second, she grabbed Song Yunxuan by the wrist and threw her into the back seat of the luxury car.

"Back to the hotel."

"Yes, Young Master Chu."

The driver in front drove obediently, other than that, he didn't dare to take a breath, let alone squint his eyes to see what appeared in the rearview mirror.

Song Yunxuan was pulled by Chu Mochen to sit on his lap, and when she felt the force of imprisonment in Chu Mochen's hand, she took a breath: "What are you going to do?"

"Did I say you can come out of the hotel?"

"Let's have nothing to breathe."

"The air penetrates to Master Huo's car?"

Song Yunxuan frowned, sullen: "What do you mean?"

"What do you think?" His lips were close to her white earlobe, his breath was so hot that it almost burned people, but the words he said made people feel a little cold.

"Don't let your mind be filled with nasty things."

"Am I dirty, or are you dirty?"

Chu Mochen asked her, but his big hand moved up a few inches from her waist.

Song Yunxuan's cheeks turned pale, she stretched out her hand to hold his hand, looked coldly at the driver in front, lowered her eyes, like a kitten showing weakness, and slowed down her sullen tone: "Let's go back and talk about it."

His hand moved again.

She pressed his hand tightly: "You don't want to be hated by me, do you?"

Her voice seemed weak, but it pierced Chu Mochen's weakest point like a snake.

Chu Mochen moved his hand back to her waist: "Okay, let you go now."

Chu Mochen is a man who keeps his word, and is also an extremely possessive man.

When Song Yunxuan was dragged into the room by him, he pressed her against the wall just as she entered the door.

The body was supported by him, and she had no point to support her body, so she could only wrap her hands around his neck.

His lips flowed down her earlobe, carefully ironing her neck bit by bit, reaching his shoulders.

Her collar was torn off, exposing her white shoulders to the light.

The color of Chu Mochen's pupils became darker, and a little spark spread out, filling his whole body.

She furrowed her eyebrows and bit her lower lip.

Chu Mochen's chest pressed against her body, and the heat of that kiss made her feel as if she was being burned.

"Here, or go to bed?"

She spat out two words uncomfortably: "Bed...bed..."

"You are really reserved and have no interest at all."

He hugged her.

However, when she was only a few steps away from the luxurious big bed, she was pressed against the wall and stripped off her clothes.

Clothes slipped off and hair fell loose.

The bitten lips were red and swollen, as moist as ripe cherries in autumn.

The temperature in the room began to rise, and the sky outside the window gradually became dizzy.

The world Song Yunxuan sees is shaking, and even spinning in the end.

The whole world was shaking, as if it had experienced a huge storm.

She was like a small boat that was unable to control herself and could only follow the rhythm of the wind and waves and was swayed wildly.

The world began to darken minute by minute.

Her fingers lost all strength, unable to cling, and slipped off his back.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the storm is not gentle at all.

It's like going back to the first time.

No, it was even more difficult to adapt than the first time.

Like, punishing her.

She felt very painful, and her fingertips were slightly cold because of the pain.

But someone held the cold fingertips in his palm, and carefully warmed her with the temperature of his palm.

"Sorry, I just... lost control..."

She curled up her body, wanting to rely on that warm place.

He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and his lips pressed lightly on her earlobe: "However, it is really dangerous for you to slip out of my protective circle like this, Hong Kong City...is not a place like Yuncheng, If I can't find you, I probably won't find you again."

That kind of risk, just thinking about it, makes people feel trembling.

He didn't want to be so frightened.

"Yunxuan, listen to me and go back to Yuncheng obediently."

His kiss landed on her cheek.

She buried her face in his arms, expressing her refusal.

But he raised the corner of his lips, reached out his hand helplessly to pinch her chin, straightened her face, and pressed his lips against hers.

Song Yunxuan's body trembled.

Her temperature was transmitted to his body, and his voice became hoarse again: "Even if you don't like me kissing your lips, you have to learn to adapt slowly, because I can't stop kissing you."