he is intoxicated

Huo Beiyao knew he had made a mistake, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

It is agreed, keep the secret of the small mobile phone in the deepest part of my heart, and never mention it until I bring it into the coffin after death.

Who would have thought that receiving a picture of Nan Hua and Lu Xiao talking affectionately today, was like ordering a pack of dynamite, and she was upset.

In a moment of desperation, he couldn't help blurting out.

Nan Hua couldn't wait for a reply, so she asked again: "What small phone? Talk to me."

"You heard it wrong." Huo Beiyao said in a deep voice with an indifferent expression.

Nan Hua reached out to tug at his ear, "Would you say it?"

Huo Beiyao never expected that Nanhua would dare to pull his ear.

Slightly startled, he raised his hand to hold her wrist, and said angrily, "Huahua, you are getting more and more arrogant, you dare to pull my ear."

Nanhua looked back, but she didn't see Yueyue and Aunt Lan.

She raised her legs to step on his lap, and pulled his ears with both hands, "I have something more arrogant, can you tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll tear all your ears off! You are disfigured!"

She threatened him fiercely.

Just like a ferocious tigress.

Huo Beiyao couldn't help laughing.

After being made such a fuss by her, all his anger was thrown into the back of his mind.

Raising his hand to rub her head, he smiled, "You, you, let me tell you what to say about you. Why can't you listen to me and stay away from Lu Xiao."

Hearing what he said, most of Nan Hua's pent-up anger disappeared, "I just saw it at the art exhibition, said hello, and said a few words, and you are so angry. I don't know, I thought What am I doing with him?"

Turning around to see the photos on the coffee table, "Which wicked bastard who received a thousand dollars took these photos for you?"

"The courier from the same city was sent directly to the company. The secretary opened it for me. The person who sent the courier was anonymous, and the mobile phone number I left couldn't get through."

"Didn't you send someone to take the picture?"

Huo Beiyao raised his eyebrows thickly, "How can I be so free?"

It wasn't him who sent someone to take pictures, it was Lin Yanyan, or Lu Xiao himself.

These two immoral things!

suddenly.

There was the sound of the fingerprint lock unlocking on the door, it was Yueyue who came back from school.

Nan Hua hurriedly got off Huo Beiyao's lap.

Seeing that she didn't mention the small mobile phone again, Huo Beiyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll wash Yueyue's hands, and you can destroy the photos."

He stood up, took a step with his long legs, and walked towards Yueyue.

"Wait." Nan Hua said coldly.

Huo Beiyao paused, and asked without looking back, "What else is there?"

"You tell the truth about the small mobile phone, and don't change the subject with excuses."

Huo Beiyao straightened his back, "I said, you heard wrong, there are no small mobile phones, big mobile phones."

Nan Hua got up and walked into the kitchen, took out a durian from it, and put it on the floor, "Either tell the truth, or kneel down on the durian, it's up to you."

Huo Beiyao looked down at the golden durian. He usually only knew that it was stinky and delicious.

I never thought that this thing actually has this function.

Watching Yueyue come over bouncingly.

Huo Beiyao wanted to save face, and said in a low voice, "Can we talk about it when we go back to the house?"

"Okay." Nan Hua bent down to pick up the durian and walked towards the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom and closing the door, Nan Hua put the durian on the ground, "Choose one."

Huo Beiyao knelt down on the durian with a "plop".

The sharp thorns pierced through the fabric of the trousers, pierced the knees, and pierced into the skin like an awl.

There was no flesh on the knee, and the thorn went straight through the skin and hit the bone.

Ordinary people couldn't bear that kind of pain at all, but Huo Beiyao just frowned slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't say a word.

Nan Hua was angry and funny.

The more he didn't say anything, the more she felt that there was a big problem with that little phone.

She bent down to lift him up from the durian, went out and brought the medicine kit.

Roll up his trousers and treat the wound on his knee.

The thorns of the durian are not too sharp, but as if he deliberately tried to trick him, he knelt so hard that his knees were stained with blood.

Nan Hua was angry and distressed, took a cotton pad dipped in iodophor and wiped it on his legs.

Help him with the wound and put his pants down.

Nan Hua said: "I'll give you 3 minutes to think about it. One is to tell the secret of the small phone, and the other is to break up. Choose one."

Huo Beiyao frowned slightly, "You woman is so unreasonable. You have agreed to talk about secrets or kneel down on the durian. You can choose one of the two. I've finished kneeling on the durian, and you're here to attach conditions again. Lord Hades is no more difficult than you."

Nanhua raised her chin slightly, straightened her back, and said firmly, "I'm right in this family, break up if you don't say anything!"

Huo Beiyao looked at her with slightly reddened eyes, "No way! No way!"

"It doesn't matter, just talk about the small mobile phone. Huo Beiyao, I'm not a fool, you can't fool me. These days, I have been aware that you have secrets from me, especially every time you mention Lu Xiao, you are so sensitive It's too much. If you can understand it in the past, but the conspiracy of the bed photo six years ago has been solved, why are you still so sensitive?"

Huo Beiyao remained silent.

Nanhua's two autumnal eyes met his, "Let's talk, blindly hiding the problem won't solve the problem, it's better to open the skylight and speak out."

Huo Beiyao took a deep breath, slightly parted his thin lips and said, "After you 'died' in a car accident three years ago, I came back to look for your ID and found a small mobile phone in a locked drawer. There are many photos of you and Lu Xiao in the mobile phone. An ambiguous text message. I don’t believe it was sent by you, so I asked the criminal investigation police to help identify the fingerprints. Except for my fingerprints on the phone, it is only yours, no third person. "

Nan Hua frowned, "What kind of ambiguous text message?"

"At the beginning, you blamed Lu Xiao because of the bed photo, and he apologized to you. When he learned that we had a falling out, he kept comforting you, and then took advantage of it. Later, the size of the text messages became larger and larger, and he returned to your husband. Call me wife, and in the end the two of you even agreed to elope together..."

Nan Hua was startled.

Never expected that there would be such a thing.

This is completely designed according to people's psychological activities, step by step.

No wonder Huo Beiyao was so sensitive about her relationship with Lu Xiao.

If he hadn't slipped his mouth in a hurry today, it seems that he would have kept it a secret in his heart.

Nanhua didn't know what to say to him for a while.

Call him stupid, but he is really smart, and he managed such a big Huo Group to flourish at a young age.

Even though he is currently on vacation with injuries, whenever the company has a major decision, he has to come forward to make it. Huo Zhengting sometimes loses him by three points.

Let's say he is smart, but sometimes he is quite stupid. For example, how can he hide things like small mobile phones?

Nan Hua asked, "What brand is that little phone? What color and style?"

"Xiaomi, light pink, ultra-small mini phone."

Nan Hua smiled.

She didn't have such a mobile phone at all, and she didn't send any ambiguous text messages with Lu Xiao.

In those few years, she was pregnant first, and had to take care of the child after giving birth. She couldn't sleep enough. How could she have time to flirt with Lu Xiao?

"Where's the phone?" she asked.

"In a fit of anger, I smashed it with a hammer."

Nan Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you going to give me a deadly test?"

"Under the rage, who cares so much?"

A shadow of a person suddenly flashed in his mind, and Nan Hua stood up from the bed and said, "I know who made the little cell phone."