Master Huo's Hidden Marriage Warm Wife

Yu Wu subconsciously said: "Leaving in an hour? I have to say goodbye to uncle and uncle, right? We haven't had breakfast yet..."

"The old man specially ordered that he must leave in an hour. There will be food and drink on the plane." The tone of the old housekeeper did not leave room for negotiation.

"That!"

Yu Wu felt uncomfortable, so it would be a good idea to stay here and annoy grandpa and his old man.

After thinking about it, he still took out a hand-woven scarf, "I heard from my uncle that it's very cold here in winter, please pass this scarf to grandpa."

She thought the old housekeeper would refuse, or even spurn, but she didn't expect him to put the scarf away carefully, "I will hand it over."

Then he solemnly told the driver: "Be sure to send the little lady to the airport without any mistakes!"

On the way to the airport by car, the streets were cleared ahead of time, and there was a whole row of Lu family's private motorcade behind them, creating a big scene.

Yu Wu thought that grandpa wanted them to leave quietly, but unexpectedly, it was so grand, giving her the illusion that grandpa actually loved her...

Lu family.

"Did you send it away?"

Mr. Lu was holding an ebony faucet, and kept looking at the gate. When he saw the butler enter the door, he immediately asked.

The butler nodded, "Don't worry, I'll send you off."

"Did the kid say something? Is it a little sad?"

The butler remembered Yu Wu's biting lip and red eyes, and nodded, "Miss is very sad, but she has a very good personality. She didn't complain to you from the beginning to the end, and asked me to give this to you."

He handed the scarf to the old man, "It's cold in winter, so wrap it around to keep you warm."

"let me try."

The old man immediately wrapped the scarf around his neck. The cashmere scarf was light gray, warm and matched his aura.

"Miss is really skillful!" The old housekeeper praised: "It's also very filial."

The old man smiled at the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and lightly touched the scarf, "Well, she looks like her mother, and her hands are as clever as her mother's."

"It's just that the little lady confiscated those property rights transfer documents and stuffed them under the table. I didn't find out until I left."

"Personality is as stubborn as Xiao Ying'er!"

The old man sighed, "Forget it, I'll give it to her later."

"Grandpa, it's not too cold today." The old housekeeper said, "This scarf keeps you warm. You've only worn it for a while, and your forehead is sweating. Take it off."

"Sweating? No."

The old man was reluctant to take it when he wore it, and then remembered something, "By the way, keep an eye on Vig, even though Yu Wu has gone back, I'm still worried..."

However, Yu Wu and Huo Jingye did not return to China.

After entering the airport, Yu Wu thought about the whip wounds on his uncle's back, and thought that Aunt Wu would not know whether he would forgive him, and he was always worried.

After the old man's people left, she discussed with Huo Jingye and stayed quietly for a few more days.

Huo Jingye understood her thoughts and took her to the hotel to check in. Afterwards, the company had something to do, so he stayed in the hotel for remote meetings.

Yu Wu couldn't stay idle, so she went out alone to find Wu Fangfei and Ye Sha, trying to persuade them again.

There are many European-style houses on the island, and the balconies are covered with flowers and plants. When passing by an alley, the sun shines on a tall palm tree at the entrance of the alley, which is green and beautiful.

She couldn't help but stop and looked for a while, only to see three tall foreign men walking out of the alleyway.

They have guns in their hands.

Yu Wu remained calm and wanted to avoid it immediately, but unexpectedly...

"stop!"

The man took a drink.

Before she had time to call for help, the black muzzle of the gun hit her forehead, and she was hit on the back of the head, and she fell into a coma.

When I opened my eyes, there was a luxurious and spacious living room in front of me.

Yu Wu was lying on the sofa with his hands and feet tied. After struggling a few times, he fell off the sofa and looked up just in time to see a huge oil painting on the wall.

In the oil painting, the middle-aged man is smoking a cigar, with deep light green pupils, elegant but fierce temperament.

This is... Vig?

Suddenly, she remembered that the uncle said that they owed Vig a sum, and Vig didn't know if they would turn over the old debt.

Obviously, this is going to collect debts from her!

Suddenly, there was a "creak" at the door.

Her heart skipped a beat, she glanced over, and couldn't help being startled, "Husband..."

Huo Jingye walked towards her like lightning, and quickly helped her untie the ropes binding her hands and feet, "Are you injured?"

"No, why are you here?"

Just as Yu Wu finished speaking, footsteps came from the door.

Vig walked slowly into the door, followed by two bodyguards. The bodyguards held a gun with heavy firepower in their hands, which looked very scary.

She was stiff all over, but Huo Jingye took her into his arms calmly, and said calmly, "You can raise conditions as you like. Although we have no way of knowing the grievances of the previous generation, we are willing to try our best to make up for it."

"It would be great if you could say that."

Wigg smiled, sat on the sofa, lit a cigar, and waved to Yu Wu, "Come here."

Yu Wu tensed her back warily, but naturally she didn't make any moves.

"Are you afraid of me? Back then, your mother wasn't afraid of me at all, otherwise she wouldn't have escaped marriage." Vig slowly exhaled smoke rings.

Yu Wu subconsciously looked at Huo Jingye, who gave her a comforting look.

She secretly took a deep breath, walked towards Vig, raised her lips and smiled, like a well-behaved and polite junior, "Uncle, tell me."

After all, people are under the roof, and when they should be good, they must learn to be good.

Wigg's eyes fixed on her face, and he murmured, "You and your mother look alike when you smile."

Then he took out a stack of photos and handed them to her, "Choose one."

Yu Wu didn't understand what he meant for a while, so she took a look at the photos. There were eight photos in total, and they were of eight young men.The youngest is about 17 years old, and the oldest should be 30.But there are similarities between the eyebrows and eyes, and all of them are handsome and tall.

He asked her to pick one...for what?

"These are my sons, you choose one to be your husband," Vig said.

For a moment, Yu Wu almost doubted her own ears, and after a while she calmly said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm married! My husband is here!"

She looked at Huo Jingye, Huo Jingye had a gloomy look on his brows, but he motioned her not to be impatient.

But Vig didn't seem to hear her words at all, and took out a photo from those photos, "Just Wells? He is the most promising heir to the royal family and the son I am most proud of, and I'm also the most similar."

Yu Wu suppressed his temper as much as possible, and repeated again, "Uncle, this is ridiculous, I'm married, it's impossible to marry your son again..."

"It's not a problem." Weige smiled kindly, and looked at Huo Jingye, "You can just divorce him."

"What if I say, no?" Yu Wu clenched her hands tightly.