On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex

Huo Qing wasn't sure if his idea was really useful, but he wanted to try hard.

He used his life-long cultivation and logical analysis ability, and said his plan in an orderly manner word by word.

Shu Yicheng stared at the plate of brightly colored strawberries on the coffee table the whole time, and listened expressionlessly, without saying a word or saying a word.

When Huo Qing said the words "that's it", he moved his body to get close to the strawberry, and picked the strawberry left and right: "Are you begging me?"

"No." Huo Qing retorted bluntly, "It's good for both of us."

Shu Yicheng is still picking strawberries: "What are the benefits?"

Huo Qing patiently explained to him: "You don't have to force yourself to be tied to me anymore, if you say..."

"I did it to get revenge on you." Shu Yicheng finally picked a plump red strawberry pickily, but he didn't eat it, but held it in his palm, not knowing what he was going to do, "I want you to know that you don't deserve to be forgiven. Don't end it, when it ends is up to me."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, like being injected with jelly, and the flow became sluggish.

Huo Qing suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, and he tried to persuade Shu Yicheng to listen to his arrangement. If he was willing to untie him, he would have proposed it long ago, and there was no need for him to "fake it".

How could a lunatic who wants to make trouble for nothing get what he wants?

Huo Qing immediately accepted the fact that his plan failed without even struggling.

But Shu Yicheng didn't seem to intend to let him go so easily: "It's only been more than a month and you've been thinking about going back on your word. Is that how you keep your promise?"

Huo Qing exhaled heavily, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

"You can bring it up, it means that you have thought this way a long time ago." Shu Yicheng lowered his eyelids, and his thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheeks, "If I don't forgive you for a day, you will never get rid of it."

This person seems to be born with the skills of cynicism, no need for more verbal attacks, and no need for long speeches, his eyelids are slightly closed and he speaks lightly, and casual output can make people angry from the heart.

Huo Qing, whose good mood accumulated in the hospital was washed into a puddle of mud, didn't want to talk to him. It happened that Tang Shengnian called, and he copied the car keys next to Strawberry, and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Are there any arrangements for the afternoon? If not, I'll take you to a place."

Shu Yicheng called him from behind: "Huo Qing."

Huo Qing didn't even turn his head: "No problem, where is the address?"

"I might not let you go out."

Tang Shengnian reported the address and asked hesitantly, "Where are you?"

Huo Qing smiled indifferently: "If you don't know each other, don't bother, see you later."

After the call ended, Huo Qing just arrived at the entrance, Huo Qing calmly looked at Shu Yicheng who was blocking the door, and asked, "What else can I do?"

"Did the surname Tang just now?"

Huo Qing: "It has nothing to do with you."

Shu Yicheng: "I don't allow you to go out."

Huo Qing's forehead jumped wildly, and half of his soul seemed to float out. Huge anger rose into the air, filling his body and brain, and he would ascend to heaven in the next second.

He considers himself to be a relatively peaceful person, he doesn't get angry easily, and he can control it in time once in a while.

Huo Feng and Chen Su also taught him from a young age to calm down, analyze and think, and try to be reasonable when you have disagreements with others.

In his memory, he had never been so angry—nor had he acted so swiftly.

But he did.

The childhood upbringing disappeared in smoke, and when he swung his fist, Huo Qing felt a few traces of clear pleasure.

He used his fist, which was not as loud as a slap in the face, but more powerful.

Unprepared, Shu Yicheng staggered several times after being beaten, his body was unstable, and he slammed into the door hard.

He seemed to be stunned by the punch, tilting his head against the door, and didn't move for a long time.

Huo Qing panted heavily, gnashed his teeth and pointed at his nose: "Get out!"

Shu Yicheng turned his head, pressed his tongue against the painful and numb inside of his cheek, raised his hand to wipe it lightly, and said the same words: "Don't go out."

"Get out." Huo Qing clicked on the phone screen, intending to deal with him in one step.

Before the call was made, Shu Yicheng, who suddenly flew up, grabbed his wrist.

Huo Qing was in pain, and with a bang, the phone hit the floor, the screen turned black, and he lay there lifelessly.

The big red strawberry was still in Shu Yicheng's hand, and under the attack from left and right, it rotted into a ball of bright red puree, overflowing with juice, dripping down, and mashed into several red flowers of different shapes.

Shu Yicheng squeezed Huo Qing's arm tightly with his "bloody" hand: "Who are you going to see?"

"Tang Shengnian."

"Why do you want to see him?" Shu Yicheng obviously knew that Tang Shengnian was out of control, so he added some strength.

Huo Qing frowned in pain, but didn't struggle. He stared at him for a while, then smiled inexplicably.

His brows are handsome and gentle, his pupils are very light in color, and his smile seems to be covered with a layer of mist, with a kind of shy beauty.

Since the two "reunited", he hadn't smiled like this.

Shu Yicheng subconsciously relaxed his grip, his Adam's apple slid up and down: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at myself being stupid." Huo Qing shook his head, not knowing if it was for Shu Yicheng or himself, "The previous contract is still valid, now, please let me go."

Shu Yicheng was confused by his unfamiliar tone, his two thick eyebrows were tightly knit together: "I told you not to go."

"Understood." Seeing Shu Yicheng in a daze, he smiled again, "I'm not going."

Shu Yicheng loosened his grip again, but still held on to him.

The person in front of him had a pleasant smile on his face, and he didn't look like he was on edge when he hit someone a few minutes ago.

It's like—a different person.

His heart skipped a beat, and he added a little more strength: "What do you want to do?" Huo Qing was not a fool, he was definitely planning something.

Huo Qing lowered his eyelids, and replied calmly: "From today on, whatever you say will be what you say, I will do it, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, I am acting according to the contract - now, can I go out to meet my friends?"

Shu Yicheng didn't even think about it: "No." It's fine for others, but absolutely not for Tang.

As for why it didn't work, he didn't know, and he didn't bother to think about it.

To Shu Yicheng's surprise, Huo Qing didn't refute like before, but nodded kindly: "I see."

"..." Shu Yicheng couldn't believe it, "What are you planning?"

"I don't have any plans, I just want to follow the agreement." Huo Qing turned his wrist, "Now, can you let me go?"

Suspicious eyes wandered around his face a few times, trying to find any clues.

Huo Qing looked back calmly, allowing him to scrutinize.

The window in the corner of the living room has a gap half an inch wide, and the late autumn wind gently drifts in, carrying the unique dampness after the rain.

The financial magazines on the coffee table moved with the wind, setting off a small book corner, and Huo Feng on the cover had a serious face.

The disturbed strawberries were piled up disorderly, the wind passed by, the precarious one standing on the top swayed, Gululu rolled out of the fruit plate, and smashed a big horse on the magazine, the rich fruit fragrance overflowed, with the wind Float around.

Shu Yicheng tightened his palms, feeling that the pulp was gradually drying up, and finally let go, but he still stood vigilantly in front of the door, and didn't go to the bathroom to wash his hands until Huo Qing entered the bedroom silently, and cleaned up the juice and pulp on the ground clean.

I don't know why, Huo Qing's resignation didn't make him feel very happy, but he was a little inexplicably nervous, as if something terrible was about to happen.

He couldn't help but secretly keep an eye on it.

But Huo Qing didn't lie to him, he really intended to do so.

What happened in the afternoon let him know that Shu Yicheng sincerely wanted to take revenge on him.

Whatever he hates, Shu Yicheng will do; whatever he likes, Shu Yicheng will strike.

Either he wants to get some benefits from himself, or he simply doesn't want to see him well.

As long as it can make him unhappy, Shu Yicheng is happy to see it succeed.

No matter what he does, it is impossible to really satisfy Shu Yicheng and give up the transfer agreement.

Even a year later, as long as Shu Yicheng wants to "cut and straighten things up and make chaos", he will definitely use new methods to make it impossible for him to escape.

He didn't know how many bargaining chips Shu Yicheng had in his hands. If he made the right move, not only would he not get any good money, but he would be trapped even deeper.

So he changed tack.

If Shu Yicheng wanted to control him, he let him control him.

If he is not allowed to see friends, he will stay behind closed doors. The current technological means are sufficient to support his normal life, and he can bear his temper.

Such a concession made Huo Qing feel annoyed. He walked back and forth in the bedroom for a few times, and almost couldn't hold back and rushed out to have a fight with that psychopath openly.

He took two bottles of beer from the refrigerator in the bedroom and downed them all. In the end, reason prevailed.

He calmed down, pulled out a number from his phone, and dialed it.

"How about the things you want to check...that's all...keep digging, as soon as possible."

Naturally, he won't just sit and wait, and when he gets the things, he will make Shu Yicheng look good.

The more anger he accumulates now, the happier he will be to take revenge when the time comes.

Huo Qing looked forward to that day.

After this day, Huo Qing began to stay at home, spending most of his time in the study and bedroom. When the sun was shining in the afternoon, he would sit on the balcony and drink tea and coffee. Three meals a day were delivered to the door as required. Anything he needed was available at any time. get it.

He had the money, the time, the house was comfortable enough, and it was no different from a vacation, except of a different nature.

Sometimes when Shu Yicheng talked to him, he also answered, neither hiding nor deliberately confronting, just like two strangers who share the rent.

The huge house was suddenly much quieter.

At first, Shu Yicheng was a little wary, but after a few days, he found out that Huo Qing really didn't intend to go out. Instead of feeling happy, he became more and more restless day by day, feeling that something bad was brewing.

I couldn't help but want to ask Huo Qing a few times, but in the end it didn't matter.

He was the one who forced Huo Qing to sign the contract, and he was the one who forbade Huo Qing to go out. They just followed his instructions.

He couldn't help thinking of Yu Yuan's warning to him: "Huo Qing is not easy to mess with, you stumbled on him once, don't make the same mistake again."

On this day, Shu Yicheng cut his own finger while cooking - Huo Qing ordered meals for only one person, and he had to solve his eating problems by himself.

The moment the blood drops gurgled out, the anxiety accumulated to the peak, and it gathered in the heart like a boil, wishing to burn people to death.

He picked up the kitchen knife, chopped it on the chopping board, and rushed to the study in a hurry.