One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Shen Yingjie stood behind and looked at the man in the wheelchair. He was a big man, and he never moved easily, but now his eyes couldn't help but get wet. The strong sadness on the young master was really too powerful, and he could infect him. Man, it made him feel like he swallowed an onion raw, his eyes were burning hot.

Huo Liechen controlled the wheelchair and slid to his exclusive box, where there were memories of him and Su Jinhuan everywhere, Shen Yingjie just wanted to follow when he raised his hand to stop him.

"Young Master is really lame?" Tang Jie, who was wearing a sexy cheongsam, held a pipe in her hand, knocked on the table, and slightly squinted her charming peach eyes.

Shen Yingjie raised his sleeves, wiped the corners of his eyes, and cast a sideways glance at her: "Otherwise, what do you think, sitting in a wheelchair is fun?"

Sister Tang sat on a chair, folded a pair of straight long legs that were easy to dream about, her red lips painted with bright colors were slightly raised, and her slightly neutral voice was sexy and provocative: "I heard that the young master even likes Su Jinhuan I didn’t even see his body, so I was in a hurry to die for love, I always feel that this matter is strange, you are the young master’s assistant, don’t you know his affairs the best?”

"When the young master had an accident, I was imprisoned by Jenny." Shen Yingjie spread his hands helplessly, "She only let me out after the young master had an accident."

Sister Tang took a puff of cigarette elegantly, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring. In the curling smoke, there was a faint mystery: "So, no one has seen Su Jinhuan's body?"

"Sheng Yao said that when they arrived at the hospital, Ms. Su's body had already been sent to the crematorium. When the young master was chasing after her, there was a car accident. Except for the people in the hospital, no one had seen her body." Shen Yingjie was surprised. Looking at her intently, "You don't doubt that Ms. Su is still alive, right? The young master also thinks she's still alive. He swipes his phone every day, trying to track her whereabouts."

"That girl's face doesn't look like a short-lived ghost at all. She wants to see people when she is born, and she wants to see corpses when she dies." Sister Tang said in a deep voice.

"The young master must be very happy to hear your words." Regardless of whether Su Jinhuan is alive or dead, as long as someone believes that she is still alive, the young master will be happy.

Sister Tang exhaled smoke, squinting her eyes that fascinated all sentient beings: "What about the wedding next week, the young master won't really want to marry that Lin Ziya, right?" In her words, she did not conceal her contempt and disdain for that woman, She is not worthy of their young master.

Shen Yingjie immediately made a nauseous expression: "If the young master really marries her, I'll jump into the sea right away." He slapped her so hard in the hospital just now, she really became their young wife, she The first to take him to the knife.

Sister Tang gave him a sideways look and smiled. There are not many times when they agree.

Huo Liechen controlled the wheelchair by himself and slid into his exclusive box. There are too many memories belonging to them here, even a cup can remind him of countless pictures.

He tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, the cold and empty box made his heavy heart feel even more sad, he said hoarsely: "Su Jinhuan, I know you are alive, you will come to see me!"

The deep and hoarse voice echoed in the empty box, he closed his eyes, knowing that coming back here would hurt the scene, he still came.

The silent knock on the door suddenly sounded, Huo Liechen took a deep breath, and quickly looked back.

The door opened with a babble, and seeing Mrs. Huo rushing in with a panicked face, the expectations on his face were suddenly shattered, and his heart clenched tightly.

"Liechen, why did you leave the hospital without saying a word? Mom is very worried about you." Mrs. Huo rushed in and was relieved to see that he was fine.

Huo Liechen manipulated the wheelchair and came out from it. This is his secret garden with Su Jinhuan. He didn't want a third person to go in, even Mrs. Huo.

"Liechen, let's go home." Mrs. Huo stepped forward to push the wheelchair for him, her eyes were red and wet, if she could, she really hoped that she could sit in the wheelchair instead of him.

Huo Liechen closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "This is where Su Jinhuan and I made love, I miss her very much, I dream of her every day, she is pregnant with my child, that is my child , is also your grandson, Mrs. Huo, how does it feel to kill your grandson with your own hands?" His tone was very calm, but every word was serious.

Mrs. Huo suddenly trembled, and she said anxiously: "I didn't, Liechen, I didn't kill her, I really didn't, you believe me." He stopped calling her mom, he called her Mrs. Huo, she felt like The knife cuts, the pain cracks the heart.

"Hehe..." Huo Liechen laughed softly, but the laughter had no warmth, only cold sarcasm, "Su Jinhuan went to Huo's house for the first time, and you prepared a bowl of abortion medicine for her."

Mrs. Huo's expression was gloomy, she knew that her son was too smart to hide anything from him.

Huo Liechen laughed at himself: "My dad is right. I am very similar to you in one thing. We are all infatuated people. Once we identify one person, we can no longer accept the second one. You have been married to my dad for 30 years. You There is no way to forget your old love, and you can't accept my dad's feelings. You know how painful it is to be separated from the person you love, but you still put this pain on me. You hate it Me, I feel that my birth made you betray the one you love, these years are too hard for you, and I have endured so much pain and suffering for me."

Listening to her son's heartbreaking words, Mrs. Huo couldn't help but shed tears of sorrow. She choked up and said, "Son, you believe me, I really didn't kill her." Seven

Huo Liechen slowly closed his eyes, and a tear of absolute grief flowed from the corner of his eyes: "I will not believe you, unless she is still alive, otherwise I will not forgive you in this life."

"Liechen..." Mrs. Huo covered her face with her hands, her heart ached and she was so sad that she couldn't cry.

Huo Liechen pushed her hand away, manipulated the wheelchair, and gradually faded away in her eyes blurred by tears.

"Madam, give me some time, master, you are his biological mother after all, there is no overnight feud between the two mothers and sons." Jenny gently stepped forward to support her, and comforted her.

Mrs. Huo shook her head, tears of grief poured out like a fountain, and choked up: "He will, he will really hate me for the rest of his life, Jenny, did I do something wrong?"

Jenny said softly: "Madam, how can you be wrong, you are his biological mother, everything you do is for his own good, and when the young master thinks it through, he will understand your painstaking efforts."

"Really?" Mrs. Huo clutched her arm tightly, her tear-filled eyes desperately needed affirmation.

Jenny supported her and said, "Really, madam, let's go back first and give the young master some time and space."

Mrs. Huo nodded sadly. That Mrs. Huo that Huo Liechen yelled really hurt her heart.

Shen Yingjie was waiting outside, and when he saw Huo Liechen coming out, he immediately stepped forward: "Master." He didn't see Mrs. Huo coming out, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Let's go." Huo Liechen's face was a little dark, and his whole body exuded an ice-like aura, making people afraid to approach.

Sister Tang stepped forward and asked, "Master, when will the nightclub open?"

Huo Liechen clenched his fist slightly, and said in a heavy tone: "Until she comes back, I don't want to see anyone coming in and out here." This is the nightclub he bought for her, and there is no need for it to open without her. What's more, there are too many memories left here, and he doesn't want to be destroyed by others.

Sister Tang held the pipe and said softly: "I understand, until Xiao Su comes back, I will keep everything here."

Mrs. Huo, who looked haggard and sad, walked out slowly with Jenny's support. Looking at the back of Huo Liechen getting into the car and leaving, her tears almost couldn't hold back.

"Ma'am, let's go." Jenny supported her, got into the car, and told the driver to drive.

"Master, where do you want to go next?" Shen Yingjie assisted him into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and asked while starting the car.

Huo Liechen clenched his fists and put them on his knees. Looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, he was about to say something when suddenly there was a loud bang from behind, which seemed to be the sound of an explosion. His breathing was stagnant, and he turned his head quickly Looking around, I saw a thick gunpowder gushing out from the first floor of the nightclub, and the door wall was blown to pieces and flew out.