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

Huo Tingsen coaxed him for a while, but when he saw Chao Chao was about to cry, he had to carry the child to the conference room.

"Tingsen, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yousi swallowed the words that were about to roll out of his throat into his heart.

She hadn't received any news from China for a while, and she didn't know that Huo Tingsen had a child.

She was shivering all over, and the fear in her heart overflowed from her eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that she really realized that Huo Tingsen was married.

He now belonged to another woman, never to her Song Yousi.

Huo Tingsen walked in. Chao Chao seemed to see something that interested him. He struggled to slip out of Huo Tingsen's arms and ran to the other end of the long conference room with his short legs.

Blinking her big round eyes, she picked up a wooden nutcracker soldier on it with her little hand.

This is his toy.

"Dad, look, I found it."

A slight smile finally appeared on the child's face, and he ran to Huo Tingsen, raising his little head and looking at Huo Tingsen happily.

The child was super happy to find the lost and recovered little soldier.

Huo Tingsen was also very curious. This toy had been lost for a while, but he found it here.

But anyway, as long as you can find it.

"Tingsen, is this your and Xu Yu's child?" The words seemed to be forced out of Song Yousi's throat.

"Well, over a year old."

There was no lack of pride in Chao Chao in his tone.

He still vividly remembers the day he took the child out of the ICU.

From a baby under a month old to a cute and healthy child now, Huo Tingsen can't express his emotional changes.

Huo Tingsen carried the child to the office chair and let him play with his little toys.

Song Yousi only felt that her mouth was bitter.

All her previous confidence collapsed at this moment, and she felt like she suddenly fell into a bottomless black hole, unable to sense any existence from the outside world.

Until Huo Tingsen's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Yousi, what do you want from me?"

Song Yousi put away all the emotions in her eyes that she shouldn't have at this stage, and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the unique beauty in the sky.

It only takes a few seconds for my heart to become as calm as this white cloud: "I just want to tell you that I have finished my investment banking job and will officially return to work in China tomorrow."

These words did not have much to do with Huo Tingsen, and his response was very bland.

His eyes were on Chao Chao from beginning to end.

There was a hint of invisible disappointment on the corners of Song Yousi's lips.

That night, Song Yousi accidentally saw Huo Tingsen when leaving the restaurant.

The child was sleeping in his arms, and beside him stood a beautiful woman wearing a lavender coat.

Song Yousi recognized this woman as Xu Yu.

The two of them were probably walking towards the flower shop opposite the restaurant. The man occasionally turned his head to listen to the woman. From Song Yousi's perspective, you could see the doting smile on Huo Tingsen's eyebrows.

She pursed her lips and ignored the unwilling jealousy in her heart.

She couldn't have the emotion of jealousy in her heart, otherwise it would just be admitting that she had lost.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Nanshan Mansion.

In the study room with only one wall lamp on, Huo Tingsen clutched his chest and leaned against the desk, looking painful.

The dim light lengthened the man's shadow, and it seemed that even the dim shadow was hurting.

He didn't tell Xu Yu that his body seemed to have begun to decline since a few years ago.

Momoyama checked several times, but could never find the cause of the disease.

But there was nothing wrong, but his body was getting worse day by day.

My heart throbs and hurts from time to time, and today the pain is the worst.

After a while, cold sweat broke out on Huo Tingsen's forehead, and his heart seemed to be torn.

With trembling fingers, he opened the address book and dialed Momoyama's number.

"Third Lord..."

"Come to Nanshan Mansion quickly."

After Taoshan arrived, Huo Tingsen had fallen on the office chair, his hands pale on the armrests, and his white shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

His eyes were closed, his brows calm.

He hurriedly walked over and suddenly realized that Huo Tingsen seemed to have lost his life.

Momoshan couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, so he tremblingly stretched out his hand and put it under the tip of Third Master's nose.

In just one second, Momoyama was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Third Master...is dead.

During this period, he has been monitoring the third master's physical condition. Although the third master's health is deteriorating, it will not lead to sudden death.

Suddenly, Momoyama remembered what happened on New Year's Day.

That day was a watershed. If the third master's physical condition was 70.00% before the New Year, then the third master's physical condition would suddenly drop to 50.00% or even lower after New Year's Day.

But he could never find the cause.

The shadows of the trees outside the window are whirling, and the breeze blows and the lights sway.

In a daze, Momoyama suddenly saw a piece of letter paper placed on the messy documents on the desk.

He stood up and tremblingly picked up the piece of paper, only to see a few lonely lines of words left on it.

"Let Chaochao and Yuer return to Lan Palace.

There is a ring in the dark box in the fourth compartment of the third row of bookshelves, destroy it.

Yu'er's life experience may be related to Kashima. "

This is... a suicide note.

The ink marks on it haven't dried yet, probably because I wrote in a hurry, and some of the handwriting was blurred and blurred.

A grown man from Taoshan knelt in front of the third master in the darkness and cried so hard that he couldn't bear to die.

Xu Yu woke up from her sleep and saw no one around her. She endured fear and ran out of the bedroom to seek protection from Huo Tingsen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Taoshan kneeling beside Huo Tingsen and crying bitterly.

Xu Yu paused. This scene was like a whirlpool in front of her. She was afraid that if she took one step, she would be doomed.

She stood firmly at the door, and there seemed to be a force behind her pushing her to go in, telling her that your husband was inside; there seemed to be another force in front of her stopping her, not letting her come in, telling her, There is death inside.

Xu Yu suddenly seemed to have lost her ability to express herself. She didn't know what to do, and she suddenly lost her faith.

Like a devout Christian who has lost God.

Until Taoshan noticed Xu Yu's appearance, he turned his head while crying, and said in a deep voice: "Madam, the third...the third master is gone."

It was as if the soul that had suddenly been separated returned to the body. At this moment, Xu Yu seemed to have returned to a normal person.

Almost running over, Xu Yu came to her husband's side, her eyes fell on his pale and lifeless face, and she carefully lowered her body and hugged him.

She glanced at the dancing shadows of the trees outside the window and said softly: "Third brother, the moon is out."

The man didn't respond to her.

She had no tears and her eyes hurt, but she just couldn't cry.

She felt that the man's body began to stiffen, and Xu Yu could not ignore that her third brother had no breath of life.

what is going on?

They were hugging and kissing just a few hours ago, so why are they like this now?

The child is less than two years old, how can he not have a father?

Xu Yu didn't believe that the third brother would never abandon her.

He said he would always be by her side.