rebirth daughter returns

In Ward 808 of the hospital, the atmosphere was stagnant.

On the huge LCD TV, there was a live broadcast of the Xiao family banquet.

The rich and famous ladies from all walks of life were like participating in a grand ceremony where a hundred flowers bloomed, trying their best to win more attention on the red carpet leading to the Xiao's mansion.

The spotlights changed and flickered, and a young girl in an ice blue mermaid evening dress was escorted past on the red carpet.

The tall man was handsome, mature and steady, and his profile was comparable to that of international male models.

No, he is more exciting than any international male model.

What's more, Huo Jiahui felt 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 shot of Chu Mochen protecting Song Yunxuan surrounded by spotlights freezes.

Huo Jiahui's face was pale, but she couldn't help but clenched her slender fingers tightly to the blanket on the hospital bed.

She almost gritted her teeth and turned her head to ask Huo Ting: "Brother, did you come today just to let me see this bitch?"

The word "bitch" was almost chewed by her.

Huo Ting sneered: "How can you fight her now? Even Chu Mochen has already admitted her identity."

"But Mo Chen and I are childhood sweethearts!"

She was outraged.

However, Huo Ting pressed the play button to let the screen on the LCD TV continue to play smoothly: "Love is not about first-come, first-served."

"It's obviously Song Yunxuan who stepped in!!"

She is stubborn.

Huo Ting interrupted her coldly: "Don't forget, if it wasn't because Chu Mochen remembered Gu Changge so much, what chance would you have met him in America?"

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. , now it's your turn to be jealous with Song Yunxuan because of Chu Mochen's rivalry?"

Huo Jiahui really had nothing to say, but she quickly laughed at Gu Changge as if gloating: "So what if Gu Changge has the ability to suppress others? She is so dead that there is no ashes left. Now, seeing her husband and The sisters are going to get together."

"So, when a person dies, there is nothing left." Huo Ting's words suddenly turned to her side.

This made Huo Jiahui subconsciously stunned for a moment, and when she looked at her half-brother again, even her eyes became a lot weirder: "Brother, what do you mean?"

She is a smart young lady, who is fundamentally different from her twin sister Huo Jiaying.

Huo Jiaying was coddled with high-sightedness and low-handedness.

But she is different. She has her own career and her own social circle.

Know how to advance and retreat, and also know the complex conspiracy, competition and intrigue between people.

She will pay attention to Huo Ting's every look and every word, and even think about it carefully.

But after talking so many things today, Huo Ting's words made her care more.

When Huo Ting heard her asking, he turned his eyes on the LCD TV to look at her.

There was a smile in his eyes: "do you know why I didn't like you very much since I was a child?"

Huo Jiahui pursed her lips and did not speak, but her eyes were fixed on him.

Ever since she could remember, Huo Ting didn't like her, not only didn't like her, but even hated her.

Many times, she could feel Huo Ting's obvious dislike for her.

When the two younger sisters fell down together, Huo Ting would always help Huo Jiaying up first.

She sat on the ground and cried, waiting for Huo Ting to help him, but Huo Ting didn't even bother to look at her.

In the Huo family, it seems that all the favors have been given to Huo Jiaying.

The father is like this, the mother is like this, and even the half-brother is like this.

She felt it was unfair and unable to change, so she could only leave the Huo family.

Now that Huo Ting brought up this topic bluntly, Huo Jiahui seemed to be vaguely remembering what happened many years ago.

She shook her head, a little dazed: "I don't know."

She has never done anything wrong, and even everything she does is better than her younger sister Huo Jiaying.

However, her parents and elder brother turned a blind eye to her.

Huo Ting stood up from the sofa chair: "Because you are much smarter than Jiaying."

Huo Jiahui was taken aback for a moment, her eyes locked on Huo Ting.

Huo Ting's tone became light and dangerous: "Jiaying's brain never turns around, and she always relies on the power of her family to do things wrong. You have more brains than her, so she can be used 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 immediately.

However, Huo Ting came over and pressed his hands on the bed to prevent her from getting up: "Do you understand now?"

"You are so despicable!" Huo Jiahui gritted her teeth.

However, Huo Ting's lips curled up, and a wicked smile floated up: "So what about being despicable? It's fine if you can achieve your goal!"

"Daddy won't hand over the Huo family to someone like you, Mommy will definitely stop Daddy!"

Huo Ting smiled contemptuously: "What if she died?"

Hearing this, Huo Jiahui was taken aback for a moment.

Suddenly, I felt stiff all over and couldn't say anything to refute.

Yes, only by living can the impossible become possible.

If you die, nothing can be stopped, nothing can be changed.

You can only fight if you are alive.

……

What Song Yunxuan said to Xiao Luo gave him an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Xiao Luo looked extraordinarily weak.

When they changed their clothes and left the room, they all left side by side with Song Yunxuan.

Lu Xia appeared quietly in the main house of Mr. Xiao's family.

The old man wore reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the golden nanmu walking stick in his hand was quite old, and the handle was smooth and moist to the touch.

Even if Lu Xia appeared in the dark living room of the old house like a ghost, the old man noticed it without any effort.

"Ah Xiang, serve tea to Miss Lu."

Lu Xia raised her hand, and stopped the housekeeper neatly: "Uncle Xiang, the banquet is about to start, I will eat this cup of tea another day."

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, with a certainty and a bit of restrained satisfaction.

The living room where Xiao Jiancheng lived was furnished according to the pattern of the prince's living room in the Manchu Dynasty. Every piece of furniture in the living room could be equivalent to a villa within the third ring road of Hong Kong City.

After hearing that Lu Xia refused the housekeeper to serve her tea, Xiao Jiancheng's eyes turned slightly, and fell on her three points, with some emotion: "This girl from the Song family is indeed a clever girl."

"However, old man, you are a little bit ruthless." Lu Xia took two steps forward, looked at the transmission screen of the monitor screen placed in front of the old man, and pointed to the swimming pool, "The water in the swimming pool is two meters deep. Send someone to retreat Young Master Sun, if you don't save him in time, you may really choke Young Master Sun to death with a sip of water."

Xiao Jiancheng laughed softly.

Lu Xia felt a little strange: "Master, what are you laughing at? Young Master Sun was so choked that he passed out."

The smile on Xiao Jiancheng's wrinkled face deepened: "Miss Lu, do you know that my grandson can swim."

Lu Xia was stunned: "I really didn't see it."

Xiao Jiancheng shook his head, and seemed to have changed his mind about the eldest grandson: "Besides, the woman who pushed him into the swimming pool was not sent by me, the old man."

Lu Xia was taken aback for a moment, and then thought of Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang: "Then your two sons can really do it."

Xiao Jiancheng shook his head: "No, Ms. Lu, no matter how disobedient my two sons are, they would not do such things in front of everyone when I, an old man, is still alive. There are so many guests tonight. If they did this, wouldn't it be seen that they wanted to kill this nephew, which is too stupid."

Lu Xia was slightly shocked, and seemed to think of something in an instant: "You always mean..."

Lu Xia had already thought of the answer, but felt that the answer was too unbelievable, so she stuck in her throat and didn't say it right away.

The old man nodded, confirming her answer: "The woman who pushed A Luo into the water was arranged by A Luo himself. This is just a trick of A Luo."

Lu Xia remained silent.

But the old man couldn't understand what his mood should be at the moment.

Should be happy, or should feel sad.

This kid is only 17 years old, and his skills are even worse than his father's.

I'm afraid that in a few years, his two uncles will not be taken seriously by him.

He is the grandfather of this child and also the father of Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang.

He didn't want to see his grandson fighting his son to the death at all.

Seeing that the old man's spirit was not good, Lu Xia sighed heavily.

Then he opened his lips and comforted the old man: "Old man, you also know that natural selection, survival of the fittest."

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

These eight characters are everyone's belief in survival.

Especially the wealthy families in Hong Kong City.

The old man of the Xiao family has been up and down for decades, so he naturally understands this meaning.

only……

"I don't want our Xiao family to cause death."

Lu Xia's lips were straightened, and her face changed instantly.

No one could clearly see the fleeting change on her face, not even the shrewd old fox Xiao Jiancheng.

The old man was a little worried: "My two sons and grandson are a few catties and a few taels, and I can still weigh them out. 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 who was stepping down the stairs on the red carpet on the screen, and said heavily, "I'm worried about her."

Lu Xia looked along where the old man pointed.

Song Yunxuan, who was wearing a silver-gray dress, was intellectual and elegant, her slender legs were as white as jade, her graceful figure and the smile on her lips made it difficult to look away at a glance.

Her pupils were as black as ink.

No matter how bright the light shines on the deep eyes, it seems that they will be swallowed up by the thick blackness in her eyes.

Lu Xia just talked about her superficial feelings towards Song Yunxuan: "This is a very beautiful girl."

However, the old man of the Xiao family suddenly opened his lips after a while: "The closer you look at this child, the more he looks like Ah Xuan back then."

"This is the second time the old man has 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 means of the city."