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

Only then did Sun Yan realize what she had just said, and she quickly fell silent.

Huo Bojiang looked at Huo Tingsen with a smile on his face and said flatteringly: "Tingsen, Clara is the child's grandmother after all. Lan Palace should indeed be responsible for Chao Chao."

Hearing this, Huo Tingsen's expression remained unchanged and he only raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

Before Huo Tingsen left the old house, Huo Huaishu stopped him alone at the door of the old house, staring at him deeply, "Huo Tingsen, I want to talk to you alone."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Huo Tingsen raised his hand and asked Jiang Sheng to send Aunt Tong and the child to the car first.

Huo Huaishu glanced at the child. When he saw the child's dark green pupils, his forehead jumped. This little guy was Xu Yu's child, but he looked very much like Huo Tingsen.

When he was young, he had seen Clara's eyes, which were extremely beautiful.

I heard that the successive heirs of Lan Palace all had dark green pupils. This color of pupils has almost become a symbol of this powerful family.

Looking back, Huo Huaishu restrained his angry gaze and stared at Huo Tingsen, his eyes red with emotion, "Huo Tingsen, it's all because of you. If Xu Yu didn't give you a child, how could she become like this? Half dead? Huo Tingsen, don't you feel a little guilty? "

"What does our husband and wife's matter have to do with you?" Huo Huaishu glanced at him emotionlessly, and his tone was light, which made Huo Huaishu feel that he was like an ant in Huo Tingsen's eyes.

This sentence made Huo Huaishu swallow the words he had not yet spoken.

He really has no qualifications to tell what happened between Huo Tingsen and Xu Yu.

Huo Tingsen put his hands in his pockets and walked towards him calmly. There was no substantial emotion in his deep eyes.

After Xu Yu fell into coma, the mask she had taken off was put back on Huo Tingsen's face.

Today, almost no one can read Huo Tingsen's true emotions.

"Huai Shu, do what you should do." Huo Tingsen's voice was calm, with understatement in his tone. "Otherwise, I can take away everything you have now."

Huo Huaishu clenched his fingers and bit his back teeth depressedly, unable to say a word.

Huo Tingsen raised his eyebrows, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes, and then left the old house.

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During the children's full moon party, Xu Yu hadn't woken up yet.

Huo Tingsen couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he was still as hopeful as when Xu Yu wrote the word "hope" in his palm.

Xu Yu will always wake up and return to him and Chao Chao. Huo Tingsen firmly believes in this, just like a belief baptized by holy water.

The child's full-moon banquet was held in Lan Palace. It was not a big deal, but it still caused a sensation in the upper class circles of country D.

After that, Huo Tingsen took Chaochao back to China. He did not go back to Nanshan Mansion. Instead, he lived with Chaochao in the evening view of Yuehu Lake.

Nanshan Mansion is too big, and it holds too many memories of him and Xu Yu.

The two words "missing" are the most heartbreaking.

That afternoon, Huo Tingsen was in a meeting at the company. Suddenly he received a call. He immediately suspended the meeting, got up and left the conference room.

All the big guys present looked at each other.

This was the first time that Mr. San had interrupted a meeting and left the meeting, which made these people a little strange.

Everyone cast doubtful glances at the chief managers of the inner government, and Jiang Sheng gave these big shots a "no comment" look.

After leaving the conference room, Huo Tingsen immediately ordered Huo Bei to prepare a car to go back to Yuehu Evening View.

As soon as I returned to the small villa, I heard the faint cry of a child in the air as soon as I walked through the door.

After frowning, Huo Tingsen quickly walked into the villa and came to the children's room next to the master bedroom on the second floor.

When Aunt Tong saw him coming back, she immediately hugged the child and said worriedly: "Third Master, you are finally back. The young master has been crying since noon today and can't be coaxed."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Huo Tingsen scolded Aunt Tong mercilessly with cold eyes, while raising his hand to take the child into his arms.

Aunt Tong pursed her lips and lowered her head guiltily: "I'm sorry, Third Master."

"Get out!" Huo Tingsen's voice was cold, like an ice needle being thrown out. Aunt Tong couldn't help but shudder, and said repeatedly: "Yes, Third Master."

Huo Tingsen looked down at the child's red eyes, raised his clear eyebrows, lowered his head and pressed it against the child's cheek. Then he held the child's body with one hand and wiped the tears on the child's face with his fingertips.

"Be good, don't cry anymore." Huo Tingsen coaxed the child.

The child clenched his little hands and his cry did not weaken at all.

Huo Tingsen coaxed the child for a long time before he stopped crying so much.

After the child stopped crying, Huo Tingsen lowered his body and put the child in the crib. He turned around and opened the closet and took out a diaper and a small light blue dress.

Then, he returned to the crib and raised his hand to change the child's clothes.

After changing clothes, Huo Tingsen gently clasped the child's body with his hands and took the child into his arms.

Lowering his head slightly and kissing the child's fair cheek, Huo Tingsen's brows seemed to be covered with a layer of darkness from the horizon of the sea, like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

"Chaochao, do you miss your mother?" Huo Tingsen asked in a low voice.

The child twitched the tip of his red nose, clenched his little fists and leaned into Huo Tingsen's arms.

Huo Tingsen looked down at the child. A flash of light that seemed to come from deep inside his deep black eyes flashed. He pursed his lips and then came downstairs with the child in his arms.

In the living room, Huo Bei was waiting with a small bottle.

As soon as he saw Huo Tingsen appear, he immediately stepped forward and handed the bottle to the third master, "The milk powder prepared by Aunt Tong is at just the right temperature."

Huo Tingsen didn't answer. He held the child's body with both hands, looked down at the child, and asked in a low voice: "Chaochao, do you want some milk powder?"

The child turned his head and glanced at the small bottle in Huo Bei's hand. Huo Tingsen could tell from the look in the child's eyes that the child probably didn't want to drink it.

"Take it away, Chao Chao won't drink it." Huo Tingsen said, and then told Huo Bei: "Get the car ready and go to the hospital."

Huo Bei nodded: "Okay, Third Master."

Then he looked down at the milk bottle in his hand. Huo Bei was very confused. How could the third master see that the young master didn't want to drink milk?

Arriving at the hospital, Huo Tingsen walked into Xu Yu's ward with the child in his arms.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and Xu Yu is as silent as before.

Huo Tingsen placed the child next to Xu Yu, leaned down and kissed Xu Yu's cheek first, then raised his hand to stroke Xu Yu's black hair at the temples.

She was still as beautiful as before, but she couldn't talk to him, hug the child, or act coquettishly at him with a sweet voice.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Chao Chao." Huo Tingsen whispered. When he spoke, the child was staring at Xu Yu with his little hands grabbing the corner of the quilt covering Xu Yu.

Huo Tingsen curled his lips slightly, touched the child's soft cheek gently with his clean fingertips, and said to Xu Yu: "It's a full moon in the morning, Xu Yu, everything is fine with us, we just miss you."