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

"Huo Yan, do you know, I wish you and Wen Ran could be together for the rest of your life. Neither of them is a good thing. It's enough to harm each other together. Why should you harm others?"

Lu Qiao said with a smile, full of malicious words.

The scar on his lips raised coldly, making him look more and more treacherous, making people feel chills behind him.

"Evil?"

A deep voice rolled in his throat, "Lu Qiao, so you've always thought of me this way?"

"Yeah, otherwise? How should I think about a person who hurt me in every possible way and saved me several times, but only got a fierce bite back?"

It is the person who killed my unborn child and even protects the murderer.

With the child by her side, she didn't want Xiao Xiao to hear so many disgusting things, Lu Qiao leaned over and whispered in Huo Yan's ear: "Huo Yan, not all mistakes are worth forgiving, the harm you caused me , can never be erased from the bottom of my heart, in my eyes, you are a scourge, a hateful bastard."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and held Xiao Jin's hand, and the two went upstairs.

Huo Yan looked at her back and pressed his heart.

There, it hurt like a knife.

Language is the sharpest knife, killing people invisible, and seeing blood seal the throat.

Not all mistakes can be forgiven.

An hour ago, he said the same to Wen Ran.

But I didn't expect the feng shui to turn in turn, it turned so fast, the retribution came so soon, Lu Qiao also told him so.

"Ah……"

Huo Yan laughed at himself in a low voice.

It's all retribution. Before, he had sneered at Lu Qiao and humiliated him to the fullest.

Now Lu Qiao responded to him with the same attitude.

This is his retribution.

One night, an unknown number of people in the entire city waited for dawn with their eyes open.

This city is too big, and the people in it seem to be hiding countless secrets, wearing masks, no one knows how many stories are hidden behind each other face to face.

After crying for a long night, who is still struggling in pain.

Who tossed and turned all night, the past clearly flashed before his eyes, torturing himself and doing the most self-torturing things.

And who is it, struggling in the nightmare, wanting to wake up, but being pushed into an even darker abyss by a pair of hands, with nowhere to escape, unable to extricate themselves.

But at dawn, all the people put on their masks by coincidence, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to live...

The atmosphere at breakfast was weird. No one spoke, as if they didn't notice the other people at the table at all. After the three of Huo Yan finished their breakfast on their own, they all left in silence.

Although Lu Qiao carried the schoolbag for Xiao, the two of them changed their shoes and prepared to go out to take a taxi.

Huo Yan couldn't help but said aloud: "It's cold, you'd better stay at home, I'll take him to school."

Lu Qiao glanced at him, "Don't dare to bother Mr. Huo, my own child, I will take him to and from school by myself. If Mr. Huo wants to be courteous, go to Wen Ran. He will definitely be willing to cooperate with you."

Lu Qiao said calmly, "Even if you don't show courteousness, she will threaten you with suicide as a reason, so that you have to show courteousness to her."

"I've already explained to you what happened last night, and I won't interfere with Wen Ran's affairs in the future. Can you stop clinging to this matter?"

It's not that Lu Qiao put gold on her face, Huo Yan's attitude is really like a cheating husband explaining to his wife that he will never find a lover again.