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

After a long time, when Wen Ran recalled his whole life, it was at this moment that he regretted the most.

Whenever I think of it, only tears flow.

Before her health improved, Huo Yan cared for her so much that she almost thought that she was back when she was still in love with Huo Yan.

Even sleep seems to have a sweet taste.

However, there is always a day when she wakes up from the dream, even on a certain morning, Huo Yan disappeared from her life as if she had evaporated from the world.

Assistant Qi still takes care of her life occasionally, and this kind of apartment still belongs to her. Everything seems to have not changed, but only Huo Yan is gone, and no trace of him can be found anywhere.

No one knew where Huo Yan had gone. It was not until the shareholders' meeting at the end of the month that Huo Yan finally showed up with an obvious scar.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, the scars on his face were almost in the same position as the scars on Lu Qiao's face.

But it's definitely not as serious as Lu Qiao's injury. It's just scabbed over, and it's really scary to look at.

Lu Qiao took a quick look downstairs at Huo's and noticed the injury on his face.

My heart trembled suddenly.

It's not a heartbeat, it doesn't mean any emotion, it's just inexplicable, just trembling like this.

She reached out and stroked her face, feeling a raised scar through the mask.

It almost ran through half of his face, like a sarcastic and sinister smile.

"Mr. Lu, what's the matter?"

Assistant Xu, who had been Lu Chi's assistant for a year since Lu Qiao stopped being the president of the Lu Group, now resumed his old job and became Lu Qiao's assistant again.

"It's nothing. What time is it now, and how long will Huo's shareholder meeting be held?"

As she spoke, she touched her smooth wrist.

The watch she often wears broke down a few days ago and was sent for repair. She is not used to wearing other watches, so she didn't bring anything with her. The wrist is empty, so she is not used to it.

Assistant Xu looked down at his watch, "Mr. Lu, it's almost time, there are still ten minutes left."

The good show will start in ten minutes, and she will be looking forward to it.

Lu Qiao took a sip of the black coffee, a good show was about to be staged, and as the lead actor, she had to recharge her batteries now.

The coffee is warm, holding it in my hand has been warming my palm, but the bitter taste has been bitter to my heart.

She looked down at her fingers, her onion-like nails pressed against the lid of the cup, and the hard lid made the nails turn white.

Lu Qiao thought in a wild way, time is really a magical thing.In the past, what she hated to drink the most was black coffee. She felt that black coffee was too bitter for her to swallow.

But now she was able to drink a whole cup of black coffee without changing her expression, and the bitter taste spread throughout her mouth. Not only did she not find it unbearable, but she could taste a mellow taste from the bitterness.

I don’t know who said it before, if a person’s life is too bitter, then he will no longer be able to taste any bitterness.

Because the days are already bitter enough, compared with this kind of bitterness, the bitterness of any other food seems so sweet.

Lu Qiao laughed mockingly, and casually threw the finished coffee cup into the trash can.

Ten minutes later, she was invited to the meeting room.

Huo's shareholders' meeting had already started for a while, and the atmosphere was not happy with the war of words and swords.