Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

"Huo Yan is investigating Wen Ran's past..."

The private detective told Lu Qiao what he had learned.

Interesting, really interesting.

As the saying goes, poor people must be hateful, and hateful people must also be pitiful, which seems quite right.

She really didn't expect Wen Ran to be so miserable. Her experience did arouse sympathy, but this was not the reason why she could wantonly hurt others.

After Huo Yan was able to see this, she felt sympathy for her, but sorry, even if she was inhuman, she still couldn't forgive her for doing these things.

depression?
She also has mania.

Using her own experience and her illness as a tool to win the sympathy of others, Wen Ran's methods really opened her eyes.

"I see, continue to monitor, and let me know in time if there is any movement."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qiao closed his eyes and pondered.

The heavy snow that had been falling outside for a day and a night has stopped, and the snow has fallen into a thick pile, covered in white, pure white, and no one knows what kind of filth is hidden underneath.

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In the apartment, Yi Zhi checked for Wen Ran, and after confirming that she was recovering well, she exited Wen Ran's room and closed the door before chatting with Huo Yan.

"It's fine, you're recovering well, Brother Yan, you can rest assured."

Huo Yan was half leaning against the wall, just standing under the light, with a cigarette in his hand, the starry sky light on the wall was knocked off at some point, and large swaths of starlight fell down on him.

On the white shirt, the dark blue and the bright starlight set him off mysteriously.

Huo Yan looked up at the lamp, and inexplicably remembered the scene he saw when he was drunk a long time ago.

Lu Qiao stood under the starry sky, wearing the school uniform of that year, as if slowly walking out of time, the beauty was like a dream.

It's been a long time, the Lu Qiao he has seen has always been beautiful and charming, but his smile is not as good as his eyes, he handles things smoothly, and can handle all kinds of complicated situations with ease, but he no longer has the same shadow as before.

She is not happy, not real, like a beautiful doll in a mask, beautiful but not alive.

He almost forgot that once upon a time, Lu Qiao also had a bright smile, pure and charming, clean and beautiful.

Probably because of the smoke, his eyes suddenly felt hot, he pinched the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can accurately.

"Oh, I see."

Huo Yan was a little taciturn, obviously in a bad mood.

Yi Zhi put away his things and asked, "Brother Yan, do you want a drink?"

"No, Wen Ran still needs someone to take care of her here."

"Then drink it at home... I see that in the wine cabinet of your apartment, you have newly hidden a few bottles of good wine. You are hungry for it. Now you just unpack it and drink it. Try it to satisfy your hunger."

Huo Yan turned his head and glanced at Wen Ran's room, "As you please."

"Okay, since Brother Huo said so, then I'm not going to be polite, I'm going to have a good drink today."

Yi Zhi took several bottles of wine and lined them up on the table, as if he was not drunk and would not return.

Huo Yan was annoyed, so he sat down to drink with Yi Zhi without saying a word, only to see that his wine glass was empty and full, full and empty again.

Yi Zhi looked a little startled, and quickly persuaded him: "Brother Yan, if you feel sorry for your wine and feel that I drink too much, you can tell me directly, competing to drink like this will definitely damage your body." Yes, stop drinking."