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

After holding a high position for so many years, Zhao Zhiliang has the ability to remain unmoved.

"Sir, I think you have found the wrong person. My surname is Zhao, and the Zhao family in City B is not the Li family you mentioned." Zhao Zhiliang said.

Huo Qingchen slowly shook his fan with a slight smile on his lips.

"Zhiliang, we met, do you remember? Just a week ago." Huo Qingchen's voice was calm.

Zhao Zhiliang slowly clenched his fingers.

A week ago, Zhao Zhiliang walked into "I don't know."

It was Mulin who entertained him at that time. He didn't drink tea, but boiled water.

After drinking a glass of water, Huo Qingchen walked from the door to the yard. Zhao Zhiliang turned around. For a moment, his eyes were sore and painful. He was forced to close his eyes and couldn't see anything. The only sound in his ears was the sound of the wind blowing on the pear trees.

After a while, the sound of tea being poured appeared in his ears. Zhao Zhiliang guessed that the man who came in just now was drinking tea.

"What do you want me to do for you?" the man asked, his voice neither sad nor happy, like a calm lake.

Zhao Zhiliang pursed his lips and said, "I heard that you are omnipotent. I want to find someone and make him disappear from the world."

The man smiled and said, "Who?"

Zhao Zhiliang named a name.

"Okay." The man said, "But whether things work or not, it's all up to you. I want your evil! It doesn't need all of it, I want the most evil thing in my heart."

Zhao Zhiliang hesitated for a while and nodded in agreement.

The man smiled, and Zhao Zhiliang felt his head was touched lightly by something.

He couldn't guess what it was.

Later, Zhao Zhiliang couldn't remember how he left "I don't know".

If Huo Qingchen hadn't deliberately reminded him of that incident today, I'm afraid Zhao Zhiliang would have forgotten it forever.

"Is it you?" Zhao Zhiliang looked at the man opposite with an expression of disbelief.

He didn't expect that the "I don't know" boss would be such a young man.

Huo Qingchen smiled lightly, "It's me. Li Linqing has passed away. Zhiliang, as his son, you should return to Yuncheng."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhiliang paused suddenly, as if someone was holding him by the throat.

His eyes were wide open and he was almost speechless. This was the first time in decades that his expression had lost control.

When he came to this city, he earned a perfect background for himself. No one in this city knew his past.

Now, this matter was said lightly by a man.

Zhao Zhiliang felt panicked, and for the first time, he felt a sense of terror in his heart.

Huo Qingchen's expression was always calm. He looked at Zhao Zhiliang, his dark eyes filled with compassion. God sees human beings and all living beings are equal.

"Aren't you going back?" Huo Qingchen asked.

Zhao Zhiliang shuddered, not knowing what he was talking about. When he came to his senses, he had already said what he wanted to say about returning to Yuncheng.

"Just go back." Huo Qingchen closed his fan, nodded on the coffee table, and said in a calm voice, "It's been so many years, it's time to atone."

Huo Qingchen stood up, walked to Zhao Zhuling, and gently tapped the little girl's head with his fan.

Zhao Zhuling had no reaction, but his dilated pupils were slowly regaining focus.

"Zhiliang, cherish this opportunity, your only chance to atone." Huo Qingchen looked at Zhao Zhiliang and said, "Your father's matter was your wife's fault. I will not intervene in how to deal with it. However, within three days, You must return to Cloud City and try to find out who was the connection between your mother and the demon spirit."

After saying that, Huo Qingchen left the Zhao family.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhuling looked at her father's pale face and asked worriedly. At the same time, she was a little curious. Did she fall asleep just now?

Zhao Zhiliang's eyes were complicated, "It's nothing, Zhu Ling, tell me, what exactly did you see at the scene?"

Zhao Zhuling frowned and looked at Zhao Zhiliang strangely, "Dad, what did you say? What scene? Why am I at home now! It's already nine o'clock. I'm late. Dad, hurry up and drive me to school. I It's over. You can explain it to me later at the dean's office. I don't want to be criticized by the whole school."

On the way to send Zhao Zhuling to school, Zhao Zhiliang received calls from the police station and the principal's office of No. [-] Middle School.

……

"Is this Minister Zhao?"

"I'm."

"Hello, after investigation, your wife is involved in a murder case. Because of your special status, please come to the police station."

"Ah."

……

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"Old Zhao, I'm Old Liu! What's going on? The head teacher of Class [-] said that your daughter didn't come to class. Is she sick or something else happened?"

"It's okay, I just got up late."

"That's fine, that's fine, as long as nothing happens to the child."

……

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After sending Zhao Zhuling to school, Zhao Zhiliang suddenly received another call.

The person who called was Mulin.

"Oriyo, this is a gift for you, please don't forget your father."

Zhao Zhiliang sighed heavily, "I understand, thank you, and thank... that person for me."

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Here, Zhao Zhuling walked into the classroom, which happened to be the second period break.

Tan Yixue asked worriedly, "Why did you come so late?"

Zhao Zhuling waved her hand, "It's okay, I just overslept."

Tan Yixue paused, "Aren't you always the most diligent? This time you broke the record of never being late."

Zhao Zhuling smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would oversleep."

At this moment, on Shen Tingyu's side, Lan Jingjing came to Shen Tingyu's side with a smile, "I'm so happy to finally see Zhao Zhuling deflated. You don't know, when I used to be the same tablemate with her, there were five days out of every five days. She was always writing me off for being late. One time I came in and before the school bell rang, she clocked me in."

Lan Jingjing didn't notice Shen Tingyu's strange expression.

Shen Tingyu pursed her lips, looked at Lan Jingjing, and asked in a low voice, "The homeless man in our school died today, did you know?"

Hearing this, Lan Jingjing opened his eyes wide and looked at Shen Tingyu in disbelief, "What are you talking about? Are there any homeless people in our school? Why didn't I know?"

Shen Tingyu paused, silent for a moment, and shook his head.

"It's okay. I watched a detective movie last night and it was so immersive." Shen Tingyu said.

Lan Jing nodded, "Oh."

She always felt that her deskmate was strange.

During the last two classes at noon, Shen Tingyu was absent-minded.

She couldn't listen to what the teacher said at all. It seemed that the whole class had forgotten what happened this morning, even Zhao Zhuling himself. What happened?

After school at noon, Shen Tingyu did not go to the cafeteria to eat.

I couldn't sleep even when I was lying on the desk, my mind was very confused.

After an unknown amount of time, something hot was pressed against my cheek.

Shen Tingyu opened her eyes and saw Huo Ran standing where Lan Jingjing was, holding a packing box on his clean fingertips. It was the packing box that had burned Shen Tingyu's face just now.