Slag Gong, why doesn't he abuse me?

The stepmother never considered taking away Yin Rong's ashes, and used the most common and cheap white porcelain urn in the funeral home, which was the same as those dead who had no place to bury in the funeral home.

After finally breaking away from the status of a commoner and climbing to the top of the human body, he did not receive any preferential treatment after death, and even his wife and children rejected him even worse than ordinary people.

This is undoubtedly a sad thing, but everyone present knows that he asked for it.

Dong Runyan was holding the urn in his hands now, and Yin Linchu glanced at him from time to time, then closed his eyes with a headache.

Because of Yin Linchu's first words, Huo Qiao not only agreed verbally, but even took practical actions - he specially took him to the highest quality and most professional store to buy a new, slightly more beautiful urn.

Yin Lin followed Huo Qiao dumbly at first, and he decided to go in after a while and choose the one he saw first.

No matter what his death is, let's end it quickly, he wants to go back to plant his flowers.

"Hello, sir, I'm sorry, I will serve you next, what do you need?" The waiter in the store greeted him immediately, with a slightly serious expression.

In such an occasion, it is impossible to say "I am glad to serve you", and he will be scolded at least, and beaten at worst. He must always pay attention not to say a word wrong.

Huo Qiao gently held Yin Linchu's hand, and said, "My partner's father just passed away, and his body has been cremated. We need a suitable container."

"Please be sorry, I have fully understood your needs, please come with me."

The clerk stretched out his hand towards the inside and led the way.

The rows of display racks in front of him were all kinds of urns, Huo Qiao casually glanced at them, and said to Yin Linchu, "Linchu, choose one."

Yin Lin didn't raise his head at the beginning, and pointed casually: "That's it."

"This..." The clerk couldn't hold back his surprise for a moment, and hastily closed his mouth tightly.

Huo Qiao said hesitantly: "Linchu, you should look up and choose again."

What's the problem?

Yin Linchu raised his head and looked in the direction he was pointing at. It was a painted vase decoration with thin mouth.

The straight fingers were slightly bent, but soon he said firmly: "I want this."

The clerk waved his hands in a panic: "But sir, that's a vase!"

"The bottle is beautiful."

Yin Linchu was unmoved.

The clerk's face was wrinkled like a bitter melon: "Excuse me, sir, we sell urns..."

"Can the urn be made like this?" Yin Linchu turned his gaze to Huo Qiao and stared at him, "Those urns are too ugly to be placed in the living room, and it looks much more beautiful in this way."

This is the last chance, if Huo Qiao still doesn't reject him like this, then Yin Linchu just... respects him as a ruthless person!

"If you want to use this, of course it's up to you."

Huo Qiao looked at the clerk, "How much do you need to add, please set a price."

"Okay! It's better to pick it up when you have time to deliver it to your door!" The clerk's ability to adapt to the wind is absolutely first-rate.

Yin Linchu stared blankly at the subtitles, did he ruthlessly reject the agreement?

He didn't want to really put the scumbag in the living room!

"Masochism value +2,44/100."

Hmm—it seems a little acceptable.

Yin Linchu comforted himself that everything was for getting full marks and leaving as soon as possible.

Anyway, Huo's family is not really his family, so bear with it and pass.

Bear with it, bear with it.

The vase was delivered the next day, and Huo Qiao personally delivered it to the white square table in front of the minimalist living room.

The painted vase is completely different from the overall style of the living room. In the living room with white and gray as the main color, it is the only one that stands out and stands out.

People who have a little bit of demand for aesthetics can't accept such a hot-eyed thing here.

Yin Linchu had some regrets, but when he saw Huo Qiao's slightly frowned eyebrows, he didn't regret it at all.

With a smile on his face, he patted Huo Qiao's shoulder: "Little brother, this lesson is to teach you to walk the path you choose, and accept what you promise."

Let him not follow the script to harm himself without points!

Yin Linchu waved to Dong Runyan, and went back to the garden to take care of his little flower seedlings.

After pouring the water and pulling out the few weeds that just emerged, Yin Linchu watched the sprouts in satisfaction. The vibrant green is always pleasing to the eye.

The subtitles changed at this moment.

"Your husband reunites with his ex-boyfriend and recalls the good old days, his lost youth.

This unexpected meeting rekindled the fire of love in his heart. "

Thanks, I was disgusted.

Yin Linchu's eyes brightened, and he put down the watering can in his hand: "Dong Runyan, come with me."

Dong Runyan immediately put the watering can and small shovel aside, quickly followed behind him, and asked in a stylized manner: "Master, where are we going now?"

"Go to the other side and watch the fire."

There was a strange brilliance in Yin Linchu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. He stopped the Huo family servant who was walking towards him, "Where's Huo Qiao?"

The servant was stopped suddenly, he was a little surprised, and he forgot the etiquette: "The young master went out just now..."

Yin Linchu nodded to show that he already knew, and walked out the door: "Dong Runyan, contact Huo Qiao's driver and ask him where he is now."

Although he didn't understand what happened, Dong Runyan knew that he should obey the order, and immediately took out the communicator to contact the driver Lao Song.

Soon Dong Runyan got a reply, and immediately told: "Eldest Young Master, Master Huo is currently in a coffee shop called Gumeng."

Yin Linchu commanded vigorously: "Go and drive, I want to see how beautiful this old dream is."

Dong Runyan replied yes, and went to drive the car to the door.

He seems to understand that this is not watching the fire from the other side, this is going to catch a traitor.

Gumeng is a high-end coffee shop, and it is only four o'clock in the afternoon. The shop is not full, but there are quite a few people.

They are all guys who have time to chat when they have nothing to do, Yin Lin thought at the beginning.

Although he is also one of the people who have nothing to do.

Dong Runyan was wearing a hat and sitting opposite Yin Linchu.

Seeing him playing around a few times and dressing himself up like an old-fashioned young master, the shock in his heart has gradually calmed down.

The young master's newlyweds were sitting at the table not far away, and several others had met at the wedding.

It seems to be Master Huo's friend, and his... ex?

Even though he was very curious about why the eldest master knew that Master Huo had a private meeting with his ex, this did not affect Dong Runyan's feeling of pity for him.

On the wedding day, he was abandoned by his partner to save another person, and now he meets his ex behind the back of the young master.

It's too much every time, I didn't expect Young Master Huo to be such a person.

Scumbag!

Yin Linchu excitedly put all his attention on the table behind him. At first sight, Dong Runyan was looking at them with some obvious negative emotions. Afraid of being discovered by Huo Qiao, he quickly waved to him to signal him to keep a low profile.

He raised his ears, taking in all the movements behind him.

Huo Qiao said, "I'll go back first."

Cui Peng, who had toasted at the wedding banquet, immediately grabbed him and said seriously: "Huo Qiao, if you leave now, we won't be able to be friends in the future."

"I'm already married, and you still call me here to meet people I shouldn't, regardless of my marriage. Is this what friends do?" Huo Qiao's tone was calm, without any extra emotion.

The person who made the threat showed embarrassment and fell silent.

"Cui Peng just wants to help me."

Fang Fang couldn't keep silent anymore, and with some ruthless resentment towards Huo Qiao, he said unwillingly, "Don't you even want to see me? We were so happy when we were together..."

"We've already broken up, you mentioned."

Huo Qiao maintained the posture of leaving at any time, "It's not good to see you stalking like this. I don't like it, or even hate it."

Fang Fang's gaze became resentful, and his eyes were reddish: "That's because...that's because you like Xiao Yijin despite being with me!"

He finally said it, pouring out like a water valve that couldn't be closed: "You send him flowers, send him home, as long as he is there, you will always only look at him! I admit defeat, I let you go .

But you are married to Yin Linchu, why should he? "

The louder and louder voice almost attracted the eyes of the people around him, Huo Qiao's expression was like a cold mask, and he remained motionless.

"It's even uglier when you mess around."

Yin Linchu stirred the coffee faster and faster, it was so ruthless!

He wished that the person sitting opposite Huo Qiao was himself.

I get it, Huo Qiao doesn't like stalking and stalking.

It seems that Bai Yueguang is really a very good person. Being able to let the equation, who was the real boyfriend at that time, quit automatically must have made him feel inferior.

He likes challenging objects, Yin Linchu's smile widens, and he looks forward to meeting Bai Yueguang even more.

Dong Runyan, who was sitting across from him, was startled and silently lowered his head.

Although he felt very sympathetic to the young master emotionally, this smile... It was hard for him to convince himself that it was a friendly smile.

The voices at that table became louder and louder: "I'm messing around? What kind of despicable means did Yin Linchu use to get you to marry him? You kept telling me that you loved Xiao Yijin and didn't want to lie to me. What about him? Tell me Has he? Do you need me to tell you?"

"How dare you!" Huo Qiao's voice became colder.

The more Yin Linchu listened, the more excited he became. He used to be busy developing his own power or making troubles for others, but he didn't expect this to be really interesting.

Sure enough, gossip is human nature.

His whole body gradually leaned back, Dong Runyan had no time to remind him, and saw the spoon in Yin Linchu's hand poured down along the edge of the table with the white porcelain coffee cup.

"Bang!"

The sound of porcelain breaking rang out in the cafe. Yin Linchu had a bad heart, and quickly lowered his head, trying to avoid the sight of him.

A pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in front of my eyes, and a familiar voice sounded from above my head: "Lin Chu? Why are you here?"

Yin Linchu wanted to pretend he didn't hear, but Dong Runyan was still sitting opposite him, obviously he couldn't get away with it now.

What Huo Qiao said just now flashed through his mind, and Yin Linchu immediately had a countermeasure.

The person hiding under the table sat up, showing an aggrieved face, with complaints and accusations in his eyes: "We are already married, but you secretly came out to see your ex-boyfriend, are you worthy of me?"

"Linchu..." Huo Qiao was interrupted by Yin Linchu just as he opened his mouth.

"I won't listen, I won't listen! Huo Qiao, your heart is as hard as a rock!" Yin Linchu scolded loudly.

Is it annoying enough?Huo Qiao designated to scold him this time.

Fang Fang frowned, why does this sentence seem familiar?

Huo Qiao immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Lin Chu, I shouldn't have come out without telling you, I'm sorry."

The panic in his eyes was real, and Yin Linchu's aura suddenly became weaker.

After all, Huo Qiao was really nice to him, and he couldn't do things that made Huo Qiao difficult.

"You think an apology is useful..." His voice became smaller and smaller, "Forget it, let's go back."

Huo Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand: "Okay."

Yin Linchu was a little entangled, but he didn't get any points, and the thieves didn't leave, so why was he wasting his efforts?

He looked at the equation hesitantly: "how about you two, see you another day?"

"Shut up!" Fang Fang glared at Yin Linchu angrily, and wanted to curse, but felt that the swear words he knew were not enough to describe the person in front of him.

His lips trembled, his expression changed several times, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Vox!"

Yin Lin patted the table on the first day of the first day: "Nonsense! The vixen is talking about those mistresses, and I am the wife!"