Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

"If I only look at the skin, I can find a woman who is younger and more than you. My heart is promised to Xiaohua, so I can only see Xiaohua in my eyes. Why are you so persistent?"

Tears flowed down the corners of Qin Fangzhi's eyes, "I wanted you to taste the feeling of not being loved, but unfortunately I can't take her away, but I kept this child, and this child will always remind you that you betrayed me Even if the woman you love the most dies, I won't let you...make you feel better..."

Qin Fangzhi's hand slipped, and his eyes were open until he died, full of unwillingness.

Mr. Huo stretched out his hand to close her eyes, then put her on the ground, looking at the crying child, he glanced at Mrs. Huo.

Mrs. Huo nodded to him, "The child is innocent."

Only then did Mr. Huo pick up the child, and Huo Siming on the side resisted the pain in his arms, and let the old couple carry the child into the villa. When the ambulance arrived, they arranged for someone to go to the hospital to deal with Qin Fangzhi's funeral. call the police.

On the way, the police reminded him to deal with the wound. Huo Siming smiled and said that it was a minor injury. After finally dealing with these things, Huo Siming rushed to the group without stopping and took off his coat.

He was wearing a white shirt underneath, and the sleeves of the shirt were torn, and the blood was smeared everywhere, making the wound look shocking.

He walked through the city in such a ostentatious way, and as expected, General Manager Huo was injured, and the news that his entire arm was covered in blood spread throughout the Huo Group.

Huo Siming entered his office, asked his assistant to bring him a medicine box, and treated the wound clumsily.

In less than 2 minutes, Ling Fei greeted someone outside the door. Huo Siming pretended not to hear it. When the door rang, he immediately put away the medicine box in a panic and put his arms under the table, " Little Feifei, why are you here?"

Ling Fei closed the door and locked it by the way, walked quickly to him, and raised his arm anxiously.

"Hiss!" Huo Siming gasped in pain.

Seeing the blood-stained shirt and the bloody wound, Ling Fei's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "You...how did you get hurt?"

"Isn't this a psychopath? I'm fine, it's just a minor injury!" Huo Siming looked indifferent.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Huo Siming smiled and rubbed the top of her hair, "Do you love me?"

"The ghost will love you!" Ling Fei took the medicine box, "Take off your clothes, and I will help you treat the wound."

"can you?"

"If you are told to take it off, you can take it off. Where did all this nonsense come from?"

Huo Siming took off his shirt obediently, looking at his upper body exposed to the air, Ling Fei recalled the night of the two of them for no reason, her cheeks were slightly red.

She shook her head, trying to focus on Huo Siming's wound.

The wound was more than ten centimeters long, and the cut was very deep. When one saw the man, he used all his strength. When Ling Fei touched it, Huo Siming gasped in pain.

"Bada." Tears fell on the back of her hand, Ling Fei hurriedly turned her head away, Huo Siming was stunned for a moment, "Little Feifei, are you crying?"

Ling Fei ignored him, and helped him disinfect the wound, and then wrapped the bandage, "You were injured, why didn't you know to go to the hospital for treatment?"

"Small injury, it's okay."

"Where is the small injury? Such a long wound, how painful is it?" Ling Fei said, with a crying tone in her voice.