Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

After hearing this, Shen Zheng's eyes flashed with surprise. His eyes fell on Huo Tingsen again, and he pursed his lower lip and said, "Tingsen, I thought you wouldn't be tempted."

"Huo San, what is Xu Yu to you? You got married in a hurry. I don't think you married her because of love." Wen Ru asked in a calm tone. He and Huo Tingsen had a close friendship and had never met her before. No matter what kind of woman this man is special to.

Even once, Wen Ru thought that Huo Tingsen had something to hide.

His eyes moved slightly, Huo Tingsen's deep gaze fell into the blue night outside the balcony, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said something that shocked Wen Rui for a long time, "I married her not for the law, not for responsibility, not for The past is not for the future, only for the word 'greed'."

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That night, in a hidden secret room on the top floor of Fenghua Hotel, Huo Tingsen stood there in a black haute couture suit, with a man of about 50 years old kneeling in front of him.

The man was covered in blood, trembling and shivering. It seemed that the fear he felt at the moment was more unbearable than the pain in his body.

Huo Yi raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen. The man immediately fell to the ground groaning in pain, and then his temple was pressed against the muzzle of a black hole.

"Tell me, why did you poison the Third Master?" Huo Yi asked coldly, his voice without any warmth, as scary as if he came from hell.

As long as Huo Tingsen gives the order, Huo will definitely kill the man in front of him without hesitation.

He, Huo Bei and Jiang Sheng have been following Huo Tingsen since they were young. Mrs. Clara and the former head of the family bought them from the black market and let them train with the third master at the Huo family's training ground. Later, they followed Huo Tingsen when they were young. The third master went to Country D's Orchid Palace together.

So far, they have been with Mr. San for 20 years.

When the three of them didn't know what faith was, they gave Huo Tingsen the loyalty of a person who had never had faith.

Dong Cang staggered and raised his eyes to look at Huo Tingsen. The man's expression was stern, his emotions and anger were expressionless, and he exuded a majesty that made people want to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Say!" Huo Yi hit his forehead with the gun again. The black muzzle was so ruthless that it seemed as if a golden bullet would be shot out of it in the next second, and then he would ruthlessly kill Dong Cang.

Dong Cang had cold sweat on his forehead, but even when a gun was pointed at him, he gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

Suddenly, Huo Tingsen curled his lips and smiled, holding his pocket with one hand and holding the ancient cross with the other, "Your son seems to be only 15 years old this year."

"Third Master...you..." Dong Cang opened his eyes wide in fear, "He is still a child, you can't do anything to him, conscience is the eye of God."

"You still know your conscience!" Huo Tingsen suddenly sneered, took the black pistol from Huo Yi's hand, and fired without hesitation.

The ruthless bullet passed through Dong Cang's left leg, making his eyes dizzy with pain.

"The next bullet will fall on your son." Huo Tingsen said without any emotion.

Because of these words, Dong Cang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his lips turned white, and his broad forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"I said." Sighing desperately in his heart, Dong Cang has been working as a chef with Huo Tingsen for ten years. He knows that Huo Tingsen does what he says and will not be merciful because of anyone.

Dong Cang covered the wound on his leg that was bleeding continuously with both hands. His voice was trembling and weak. "It was Tang Pengtao who asked me to poison Third Master. I didn't do it voluntarily. He threatened me with my son. Third Master, I only have that one." Son, he cannot die.”

"When?" Huo Tingsen asked impatiently, too lazy to listen to Dong Cang's pale excuses.

Dong Cang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "About half a month ago, but I never found the opportunity. You were very vigilant. It wasn't until I found out that you were unguarded against the young lady that you found the opportunity. Third Master, I beg you You, please don’t do anything to my son, it’s my fault and has nothing to do with him.”

Having betrayed the Third Master and knowing that he was destined to die, Dong Cang just wanted his son to live safely and healthily, and wanted nothing else.

Throwing the gun to Huo Yi, Huo Tingsen gave him a look. Huo Yi immediately understood that in his expectation, Dong Cang would definitely die.

The third master cannot tolerate sand in his eyes, and anyone who betrays him will only die.

After leaving the secret room, Huo Tingsen opened the high-end double doors of the penthouse suite and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, Huo Tingsen left the bathroom in a bathrobe, walked into the cloakroom and changed into a suit.

Walking to the living room, he picked up a pack of cigarettes on the tea table and pulled one out. With a "click", Huo Tingsen threw the lighter on the tea table, lifted the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He stood in front of the wide and clear floor-to-ceiling windows, with wisps of gray-white smoke floating up from the cigarette on his fingertips.

Looking out the window, his deep pool-like black eyes were filled with complex and powerless emotions.

Only when facing Xu Yu, this man who has always played with the world's emotions at his fingertips, would a sense of powerlessness appear in his eyes.

Huo Tingsen kept raising his hand to smoke, and the remaining warm ash fell on the clean and luxurious white carpet, reflecting on the bright glass next to it.

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After being sent back to Nanshan Mansion by Huo Yi, Xu Yu returned to the villa wearing light pink slippers.

When she went to the hospital, she even forgot to change into slippers.

As soon as Xu Yu came back, Uncle Mo immediately stepped forward worriedly and asked, "Little madam, how is the third master?"

Uncle Mo didn't know about Huo Tingsen's poisoning until Dong Cang was taken away.

"He's okay." Xu Yu said slowly, his voice was hoarse and soft. Uncle Mo immediately noticed something was wrong. At this time, he also noticed Xu Yu's red eyes and the tip of his nose, and immediately asked again nervously, "Little madam, what's wrong with you?" Is something wrong? Didn’t Third Master come back with you? "

Xu Yu shook his head, "No."

"Mo...Uncle Mo." Xu Yu couldn't help but sob, "The third brother won't be back for a few days. I made him angry."

When Uncle Mo heard these words, he immediately frowned.

Although he didn't know why the young lady made the third master angry on this special night, Uncle Mo didn't think that the third master would really ignore the young lady.

"Little madam, maybe you and the third master need some space to think alone. The third master will definitely not be really angry with you." Uncle Mo comforted Xu Yu carefully.

"He's really angry with me this time." Xu Yu cried and said, without waiting for Uncle Mo's answer, he stomped up the stairs to his bedroom.

Looking at Xu Yu's sad back, Uncle Mo sighed, and at the same time he was wondering in his heart. The Third Master loved the little madam so much, how could he be willing to be angry with the little madam this time?

Back in the master bedroom, Xu Yu sat on the edge of the bed and cried for a while, sobbing and sobbing, and his voice was hoarse. He couldn't stop the tears from the corners of his eyes until his eyes began to hurt.