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

Xu Yu prohibited anyone from the Huo family from visiting the Nanshan Mansion. Faced with their questioning, she said nothing about Huo Tingsen's current situation.

Three days later, Huo Tingsen was buried.

To this day, he is still as clean as a sleeping person.

Xu Yu had never told Chaochao about her father's death. She didn't know how to speak to such a young child.

Huo Tingsen was buried in the Huo family cemetery. On the day of the burial, only his friends, subordinates, wife, and mother were present.

Xu Yu watched him lie down in the small coffin, watched the loess submerge the coffin, and submerged her lover.

She couldn't cry. Xu Yu understood that tears couldn't save Huo Tingsen.

In front of the tomb, both Taoshan, Jiang Sheng and Huo Bei had red eyes.

Third Master is their belief. Now that their belief is gone, what motivation do people have?

The rain was pouring down, and Xu Yu cried heartbreakingly.

Tingsen... Huo Tingsen, how can you bear to abandon me and Chaochao?

How can you be so cruel?

I won't die, I will hate you forever.

You, Huo Tingsen, are a bastard who abandoned his wife and son.

The day after Huo Tingsen was buried, there was a heavy snowfall in City B.

The heavy snowfall lasted for three days and nights, paralyzing traffic in City B. White snow was everywhere, damaging high-voltage lines and causing water and power outages in some areas.

Late at night on the fourth snowy day, a few well-trained men in white sneaked into the Huo family cemetery, muttering in search of a new grave from a few days ago.

"The Huo family is really awesome. A cemetery is surrounded by three layers of bodyguards. It's my first time to enter such a difficult cemetery. Mad, if you don't know, you might think there is some treasure inside."

"Shut up, I'm really convinced. Why would Mr. Yan choose such a lousy person like you?"

"What do you care about me? Master Yan loves me."

At this time, Sui Yan, dressed in black, stood beside the new grave, staring at his subordinates who were talking casually, and frowned impatiently: "What are you muttering about? Come here quickly."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

Several people ran over quickly, and Suiyan pointed to the new grave next to him: "Pig."

The man who just said that Mr. Yan loves him smiled sheepishly: "Master, this is not good."

Sui Yan glanced at him with a smile but not a smile: "If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I will stuff you into an urn?"

The man immediately shut up and started digging into the grave with great effort.

After digging open the grave and prying open the coffin, the man inside was pale, but there was no odor or body stains.

Several people were taken aback.

"Master, is this person dead?"

Suiyan rolled his eyes: "If you don't die, I'll scare you to death!"

"..."

Sui Yan stepped forward and looked at Huo Tingsen's body. He was dressed in a black suit and wore Xu Yu's wedding ring on his ring finger.

He jumped into the grave, took out a fresh green leaf from his pocket and put it in Huo Tingsen's chest pocket.

The snow was falling heavily, and Sui Yan dusted off the snow that fell on Huo Tingsen's suit.

Several of his subordinates blinked curiously, is this what Mr. Yan is doing?

Then, Sui Yan said in a deep voice: "Carry the coffin back to Ludao together."

"..."

Several people were stunned.

So their Yanye not only digs up people's graves at night, but also steals corpses?

What kind of hobby is this?

Seeing them in a daze, Suiyan frowned impatiently: "Hurry up, don't force me to beat them up."

Yan Ye beats people up... I'm afraid they will all be infertile.

"Yes, yes, Master Yan."

So, on this snowy night, a few men in white sneaked out of the Huo family cemetery carrying the coffin.

One of the men in white was kicked from time to time by the man in black behind him.

On the fifth day of heavy snow, Xu Yu sat in Huo Tingsen's study in a daze.

It was as if half of her soul had been taken away, leaving her a mutilated person.

Scenes about Huo Tingsen kept replaying in her mind like an old movie.

She couldn't forget her third brother, not even in this life.

Mom said that if she makes a decision, she will respect her unconditionally.

It's not that Xu Yu never thought of accompanying Huo Tingsen, but what about Chaochao? What should the Huo family do?

The child is still so young and loses his father when he doesn't know what death is. How much impact will it have on the child if he loses his mother again?

Chaochao is her and her third brother's treasure. He is the child that third brother loved with all his heart when he was alive. She wants to accompany Chaochao to grow up.

Besides, the Huo family, she couldn't just watch the Huo family being destroyed.

This was something that Third Brother had guarded with all his heart, and she couldn't let it go.

And companies.

Xu Yu frowned irritably. She often had this mood after Huo Tingsen left.

This emotion wrapped around her body like a vine, making her unable to move.

Xu Yu looked at the table. The third brother's suicide note was placed on it. The pen he used fell on the cold table. She seemed to be able to see the third brother signing with this pen.

She was too distracted these days to care about the suicide note.

Now, following the instructions in the suicide note, he walked behind the bookshelf and took out a brown-red shadow box.

Xu Yu sat on a chair, put the shadow box on the table and opened it. Inside there was a ring engraved with retro patterns and a few copper-colored feathers.

She didn't know what these meant, so she called Jiang Sheng and Huo Bei.

"Madam, if I guess correctly, this ring is probably a token to control the Huo family's secret line." Huo Bei said with a frown.

The Third Master has great power and is very mysterious. Some people even take orders from the Third Master directly or only.

Regarding this ring, he only heard that it was the most powerful hidden thread in the hands of the third master, and knew nothing else.

Xu Yu pursed her lips: "How can we find out the person behind it through the ring?"

Huo Bei frowned and thought for a while before he said, "Madam, you can try a small mechanism on the back of the ring."

Hearing this, Xu Yu turned the ring over and saw that there was indeed a small rectangular pattern between the complex patterns. Xu Yu raised his fingertips and touched it gently.

Nothing happened.

She put the ring aside, picked up the feather in the box and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Jiang Sheng and Huo Bei looked at it carefully and shook their heads.

They don't know many of the third master's mysterious rights.

Xu Yu frowned and pursed his lips: "You should leave first, I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, ma'am."

Shortly after the two left, Jing Lu held Chaochao and knocked on the study door: "Madam, the young master is awake and making a fuss..."

Jing Lu sniffed her sour nose and couldn't say the last two words.

Xu Yu sighed tiredly, her heart aching. In the past few days, no one dared to mention Huo Tingsen in front of her.

She stood up, walked to Jing Lu, hugged Chao Chao into her arms, kissed the child's cheek affectionately, and said in a normal tone as much as possible: "Zai Zai, why did you wake up so soon? Mom thought we were The baby needs to sleep for another hour."

The child lay aggrievedly in Xu Yu's arms, holding onto her mother's collar with her tender little hands: "Wo... I want daddy."