After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

Mrs. O'Sullivan, perhaps we should call her Mrs. Huo, has well-maintained skin and looks at least ten years younger than her actual age. She is not the mother of two children at all.

She was wearing a luxurious lavender backless long dress, with long golden wavy hair softly draped over her shoulders, and the emerald and diamond jewelry on her body would make a crisp jingle sound when she walked.

"Hello,"

She walked in front of the two of them, her eyes resting on Jin Miao, and she spoke Chinese more fluently than expected:

"Aren't you going to introduce Mr. Jin to me?"

Xie Wanyun and his wife retreated aside tactfully, a suffocating embarrassment filled the three of them, Jin Miao sighed from the bottom of his heart, and pushed Huo Xinhong's arm calmly.

"Miaomiao, this is Mrs. Orla O'Sullivan, my mother."

Sensing Jin Miao's actions, Huo Xinhong's eyes were stern. Although he didn't show a trace of impatience, he had to suppress the thought of pulling him to turn his head and leave, and said indifferently:

"Mother, this is Jin Miao, my husband, the introduction is over."

Jin Miao: ...

"Nice to meet you."

Seemingly accustomed to her son's estranged attitude, Mrs. O'Sullivan stretched out her hand to Jin Miao, smiling kindly:

"You look better than the newspapers, thank you for taking care of my son."

Politely holding her hand, Jin Miao replied sincerely: "It's nice to meet you too, you are beautiful."

"The party is about to start, let's go in."

Stiffly interrupting the two of them, Huo Xinhong coughed lightly, and looked down at Jin Miao:

"We'll show our faces and leave."

"What a pity,"

Looking at her son quietly, Mrs. O'Sullivan slightly raised her hand behind her. A young man in a suit and leather shoes quickly stepped forward and stood beside her. She then introduced:

"This is my boyfriend, Aishen."

Ignoring Ai Shen's outstretched hand with a blank face, Huo Xinhong nodded coldly, and responded indifferently:

"Oh, we're going in."

"Are you ok?"

Ever since seeing Mrs. O'Sullivan, Jin Miao felt that the chilly aura in Huo Xinhong's body was more severe. If it was just a normal snowy winter, he could use being in the North Pole to make the same difference.

Shocked by the iceberg-like indifference on his face, not only did they enter the arena unimpeded, but even very few people approached to say hello, Jin Miao asked gently:

"If you're in a bad mood, shall we go back?"

"no,"

Answered simply and clearly, Huo Xinhong took the bidding number handed over by the waiter, sat down in the front row with Jin Miao on his arm, and his voice was as cold as if wrapped in a piece of thousand-year-old ice:

"This appearance is important."

I don't know what he means by "important", Jin Miao only knows that in the next half night, Huo Xinhong is like an emotionless placard machine. From enamel and diamond jewelry to [-]th century novel manuscripts, almost half of the auction items are included in his bag. middle.

If Jin Miao hadn't stopped it in time, he would have even bid to buy a women's silk pajamas from the Ottoman Empire period, which they would never need.

"Let us thank Mr. Huo for his generosity!"

Under warm applause, the auction host respectfully stood beside Huo Xinhong and Jin Miao, and handed over the microphone:

"I heard that Mr. Huo just resigned as the general manager a few days ago. You have rarely appeared in public. This time it is for charity. Did you make an exception?"

Huo Xinhong didn't change his face: "Yes."

"admirable!"

Another burst of applause sounded, the host struck while the iron was hot, and asked:

"Mr. Huo took a lot of treasures just now, do you plan to use them for collection?"

"if not?"

Raising his eyebrows, Huo Xinhong glanced at him with a half-smile, and put his hand on Jin Miao's hand in front of everyone:

"Of course the inside part was a gift for my husband."

"Thank you again, Mr. Huo, for your kindness!"

There was supposed to be a dinner party after the auction, but Huo Xinhong clearly rejected the host's invitation, left a few checks, and led Jin Miao out in strides.

"Slow down, I can't keep up."

Deliberately calling him in a soft voice while pinching his palm, that was an excuse that Jin Miao casually made up, and approached him:

"I suddenly want to take a boat ride, can you?"

Hearing his words, Huo Xinhong really slowed down, looked down at him, a lot of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally uttered a word:

"it is good."

Asking the driver who came to pick them up to take them to the pier on the Seine, Huo Xinhong directly chartered a cruise ship, and sat in the empty cabin with Jin Miao, watching the night outside the window in silence.

"Feel sorry."

Feeling the warm body on his back, Huo Xinhong's nerves that had been tensed all night finally got a little bit of relief, and he clenched his hands tightly in a daze:

"Does it scare you?"

"No."

With her face pressed against his, Jin Miao heard his steady heartbeat and said softly:

"Should I speak up? It might be easier."

"I was brought back to Dublin by her when I was six,"

Mingming decided to lock it in his heart and not mention it to anyone, but in the face of Jin Miao's persuasion, Huo Xinhong seemed to have no resistance, and the carefully built dam cracked a little bit:

"In the first year, she forbade me to mention anything about the Huo family, and even forbade me to speak Chinese, making me forget everything with Huaguo. She sent me to the local school and tried to integrate me into the life there. But my Skin color and looks, and other people's deliberate alienation, everything reminds me that I am different from them."

The child's malice is the most direct. He experienced many things that he didn't have to experience at that time, some of which he forgot, and some occasionally remembered:

"Later, she escaped the pain by indulging herself. My grandfather couldn't stand it and sent me to a boarding school in London."

The unfortunate marriage with Huo Yihai almost ruined Miss O'Sullivan, who was only 25 years old at the time, and she began to socialize and flirt with all kinds of men.

The one time that impressed Huo Xinhong was watching his mother bring three men home at noon, and two people who had never seen her before came out of her room at night.

"She is an adult, this is her freedom, and I have no intention of accusing her."

Concerned about her grandfather's power, these things were not made public, but the title of "Ireland's most prodigal woman" quickly spread among European high society.

"My maternal grandfather begged me to forgive her."

When Huo Xinhong said this, the light of the Seine River at night was reflected in his blue pupils, and there was no sadness or joy in his words:

"He said my parents' marriage was a mistake and my brother and I were the fruits of sin."

"How can he say that?"

Feeling distressed, she tightly hugged his hand, and Jin Miao leaned on his shoulder, sniffing:

"What's wrong with you?"

"During that time, I did think many times that she brought me by her side to punish me."

Lowering his eyes, Huo Xinhong's tone was as calm as if he was talking about another person. He held Jin Miao's hand and turned his head to look at him with deep eyes:

"At the time I thought marriage was going from torturing each other to dying together."

"did not expect."

The tip of the nose rubs against his, and the two breaths are viscously entangled, and Jin Miao's eyelashes can touch his slender eyelashes, tickling:

"now what?"

"Perhaps the torment can be replaced by tossing,"

Squeezing his wrist, Huo Xinhong pushed him down on the bench, and said hoarsely:

"what do you think?"

Although there are only the two of them in the cabin, there are night vision cameras, and pedestrians can see what is happening inside at a glance when they are close to the shore and bridges.

"This is on a boat, calm down!"

Not understanding why the inexplicable development would become like this, Jin Miao firmly grasped his hand to prevent him from being presumptuous:

"I didn't agree."

"It's okay, I don't need to say it, I understand."

Half lying on Jin Miao's body, Huo Xinhong clung to his ear and blew a nasty breath, satisfied to see that the porcelain-white earlobes were instantly dyed as cute as red tourmalines:

"It was the same in the office that time. You said that people outside would be shy when they saw it, but they were actually very excited, just like now. I just wonder, are you unwilling to admit it, or are you cooperating with me on purpose?"

The cabin is very quiet, you can hear the sound of the motor starting, and the sound of the boat sliding on the water; the sparkling light is reflected on Huo Xinhong's face, and the dark blue pupils seem to have magical powers, and one glance can make people drown in them .

Biting her lips, Jin Miao tried her best not to look at him, but her heart was unknowingly shaken by his words:

If you really don't like it, you shouldn't react like this, then?

"If you dare to be here, I will be angry."

Still unable to pass the test in his heart, Jin Miao held his shoulder weakly with one hand, and tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, as if he had been wronged by the sky:

"I, I will fly back tomorrow by myself."

"Then I will be sad."

With a low sigh, Huo Xinhong silently helped him up, and asked quietly without giving up:

"Really can not?"

"Not in public."

Hearing that he hadn't given up yet, Jin Miao got angry and glared at him:

"What if it is recorded?"

Huo Xinhong: ...You think too far, don't you? !

"I saw a small video on your tablet this afternoon. There aren't many... Well, there are self-made icons."

Each other's electronic products have entered each other's fingerprints, so in the afternoon Jinmiao casually picked up the tablet at hand, and didn't notice that it was Huo Xinhong's backup, which was in the photo album shared by the cloud...

Holding his neckline with both hands, Jin Miao saw that he still had the expression of "I don't know what you're talking about", remembering how he would tease himself, his teeth itched with anger:

"It's no wonder Mr. Huo is so well-informed, so he's not afraid of hurting his body now?"

"Appropriate relief is conducive to releasing emotions and helping physical and mental health."

Seriously holding his hand, Huo Xinhong would not tell him that it was carefully selected by him, and he put it on purposely, just to wait for Jin Miao to discover the "New World".

Some time ago, he consulted a doctor, and his body had almost recovered, so it was time to put the exciting event of consummating the house on the agenda.

Before that, even though he himself was absolutely unaware that his actions made it clear all the time, he still thought that Jin Miao should be given a little hint step by step.

For Huo Xinhong, from the inside to the outside, Jin Miao seems to be carved out according to his favorite appearance, without any changes, just waiting for the ripe fruit to fall.

"Do your employees know that you are so unreasonable?"

Turning his back and not looking at him, the two-hour cruise on the river was coming to an end, Jin Miao looked at the lights on the bank dressed up as fiery trees and silver flowers in a daze:

"Is that our hotel over there?"

"Um,"

Raising his hand to straighten his slightly messy short hair, Huo Xinhong hugged him and kissed the top of his hair, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm a little busy tomorrow, but I'll pick you up tonight, remember to put on another tuxedo."

"Another party?"

Looking up at him, Jin Miao joked:

"Is Huo always here to burn money?"

"Not tomorrow, you'll know then."

The next day Huo Xinhong went out very early, at least when Jin Miao got up, the quilt around him was already cold.

"Good morning Mr. Today."

When stepping out of the living room of the suite, Jin Miao accidentally saw Assistant Lu waiting outside, and immediately got up when he came out:

"Did you rest well last night? I asked the waiter to prepare breakfast."

Jin Miao: "Thank you."

The menu here can be adjusted according to the taste of the guests. Jin Miao doesn't like coffee, so he only uses a glass of milk and two slices of cheese bacon.

"I heard that the founder of the brand's perfume once lived here. I'll take a look around that room later."

Putting on clothes suitable for traveling, Jin Miao clicked back and forth on the two bottles of perfume bought yesterday, and finally chose the elegant wine fragrance, and said to Assistant Lu with a smile:

"Maybe I will go out for a stroll at noon. After swimming in the afternoon, I will stay in the garden and read a book. You can take it as a vacation for yourself. I won't tell him."

Looking at Jin Miao in disbelief in the mirror, Assistant Lu had inquired about the itineraries of many "rich ladies" with friends last night.

"Then...you can tell me anytime if you have anything."

"This taste is very special."

After stepping out of the room, Jin Miao smelled the spices in the corridor, was stunned, subconsciously followed the source of the aroma, and passed an old lady holding a Pomeranian.

Squatting down in the corner of the wall, he picked up a little ashes with his fingers and put them under his nose, and said to himself:

"Could it be Xuelian?"

"Quefais-tu?"

A dog barking sounded behind him, and Jin Miao didn't realize it until he was patted on the shoulder:

"Ah, sorry."

The old lady looked dignified and dignified, her light blue eyes looked at Jin Miao who was squatting on the ground in confusion, and she spoke French that he could not understand.

"Do you need help?"

Assistant Lu, who was far behind him, hurried forward, talked with the old lady, and then said to Jin Miao:

"She asked if you don't like this fragrance?"

"no."

Quickly shaking her head, Jin Miao wiped her hands and explained:

"Just found the smell unique and intriguing, and it's a pet-friendly incense,"

Signaling the puppy in the old lady's arms, he tried to put on a friendly expression:

"Most aromatherapy is bad for pets, and I have cats at home, and this kind of incense is hard to find."

Assistant Lu translated the old lady's words: "This is not the kind of incense you can buy in the market."

"I think so too, the roots of snow lotus and Luoshenzhu should be used in it..."

Telling the smells in turn, Jin Miao's admiration for the creator of this aromatherapy is beyond words:

"Besides the precious materials, the most rare thing is the ingenious thought."

He didn't pay attention, when Assistant Lu conveyed his thoughts, the shock in the old lady's eyes...

Putting on a tuxedo in the evening as promised, Jin Miao strolled out of the hotel gate, only to see a luxurious European-style carriage parked at the gate.

The white car body, the gilded car sides, and the car roof are a pair of laughing angels holding hearts, and his lover is sitting inside.

Huo Xinhong, who was wearing a white dress, stepped out of the car, walked in front of him calmly, bowed and stretched out his hand:

"Face off? My prince."

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Huo Xinhong: Don't be afraid Miaomiao, I will go too far

Jin Miao: I can see through you ==

Huo Xinhong: He said he hated the reaction but was honest, I like it

(It will be updated at night these days _(:з」∠)_)