After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

"Okay, I'll see right away, you lie down."

If it were any other situation, Huo Xinhong would have been so happy to hug him when he heard the "token of love"; but now that Jin Miao's fever was nearly forty degrees, he didn't have any thoughts, and picked up the rectangular velvet box on the table with one hand. Gently opened it, held Jin Miao's hand with one hand, and coaxed in a hoarse voice:

"I love so much."

"Do you know why you sent this?"

Although the burning is in a daze, Jinmiao is not generally obsessed with the "token of love". You must know that in ancient times, it implied the meaning of wanting to hug and consummate the house together; although the first two things have happened countless times earlier, the ceremony Still, God knows how long he has been thinking about sending this hard thinking.So he pulled Huo Xinhong's clothes weakly, and his jade-like eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, and asked softly:

"Really like it?"

Holding Jinmiao's hand behind his back, Huo Xinhong looked down at the velvet box. It was a drop made of glass, like the rain that had just dropped from the sky and was instantly solidified. It was crystal clear and shone like crystal under the light.

"I like everything you gave me."

Guessing that he did it himself, Huo Xinhong's heart softened so much that he knelt down and looked at him intently:

"very beautiful."

His cheeks were flushed due to the high fever, Jin Miao's white porcelain face seemed to be stained with crimson rouge, his originally pink lips were as red as blood, and his eyelids were half-opened and half-closed, like a sleepy kitten:

"This is more than beautiful..."

"When you are well, then tell me well."

Pressing a light kiss on his hot forehead, Huo Xinhong received the message that Dr. Shen had arrived, and persuaded in a deep voice:

"Rest now."

"There is no major problem. It may be that the tense nerves suddenly relax, resulting in a decline in immunity."

After checking Jinmiao's condition, Dr. Shen gave him a bottle of needles and comforted Huo Xinhong:

"Master Miao's foundation is very good, and his fever should subside tonight."

"Please."

After sending Dr. Shen away, Huo Xinhong barely heaved a sigh of relief, but still held his notebook and stayed beside the sleeping Jin Miao.

This is the first time that the two of them seem to have switched positions. Huo Xinhong remembers that many nights after Jin Miao "entered the door", this person sat silently beside him who was "comatose", massaged his acupuncture points, and held his hand for himself. Talk to yourself.

"You need to get well soon."

Before going to bed, Huo Xinhong imitated Jin Miao's appearance at that time, tucked him in the quilt, and gently hugged him into his arms:

"We're going on our honeymoon."

I don't know if I heard his words, Jin Miao unconsciously rubbed his hand like a coquettish milk cat, relaxed her brows, and fell asleep in his arms.

The morning came quietly, and when Huo Xinhong opened his eyes, the soft morning sun shone through the chiffon curtains, and sprinkled a light golden color on the quilt.

The first reaction was to raise his hand to touch Tan Jinmiao's forehead. He was not at ease, and turned around to touch the thermometer on the table, but the person in his arms stuck it softly:

"Don't go."

"Don't go, dear."

With one hand running down his back to comfort him, Huo Xinhong paused, and finally grabbed the thermometer, coaxing in a low voice:

"It seems that the fever has subsided. Rest at home today."

"I still want to go on my honeymoon."

After regaining consciousness, Jin Miao's body was still extremely tired, and he kept rubbing against him:

"and also……"

"promise you."

Normally, Jin Miao would never take the initiative to ask for anything, and Huo Xinhong thought that he was satisfied with everything, until Jin Miao hugged him just now, and his tone made him shiver:

"At home with you in the morning."

Jin Miao, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed quite satisfied when he heard this sentence: "Yeah."

Notifying Cheng Yu to move all the meetings to the afternoon, Huo Xinhong asked the servant to bring breakfast to the room. He first helped Jin Miao to lay him on the cushion, and then took a bowl of porridge that was still steaming with his own hands, and scooped up a spoonful of it. He put it on his mouth and blew it, and said softly:

"Come and eat something."

"I can do it myself."

His face turned red, this time it wasn't because of illness, but because Jin Miao saw Huo Xinhong clumsily trying to take care of himself, and felt shy for some reason:

"You've never done that to anyone before?"

"No."

Gently holding his hand that wanted to take the bowl, Huo Xinhong brought a spoonful of porridge to his mouth, and said with a slight smile:

"But I want to learn to take care of you. I will have experience when I get old."

Opening his mouth obediently, Jin Miao sipped the porridge in small sips. The fragrance of rice penetrated his nostrils. Every grain of rice was boiled until it blossomed.

He raised his eyes to look at Huo Xinhong, only to see that the man's icy blue eyes were full of his reflection, and he replied naturally:

"Maybe I will take care of you when you get old."

"I won't argue with you today."

After feeding Jinmiao and drinking the porridge, Huo Xinhong supervised him to pour down the potion while pinching his nose, and insisted that he continue to lie down and rest. He even hugged Hong Baobao on the quilt, and said with a serious face:

"When you grow up, you have to learn to keep an eye on your father, lest he behave badly."

Baby Hong seemed to understand what he said, raised his head and answered loudly: "Meow!"

Jin Miaosheng, who was jointly "supervised" by the father and son, got into the bed helplessly, stretched out his hand to stroke Baby Hong's hairy ears, and muttered softly:

"Sigh, you probably forgot who saved you in the first place, and you obeyed him so quickly."

It was a quiet morning, Huo Xinhong was sitting at the desk reading documents, and Jin Miao was comfortably covered with a quilt, rubbing Hong's baby from time to time while playing with her mobile phone, as if their life was supposed to be like this.

"I'll go down for a while,"

This tranquility was broken after Huo Xinhong received the message from Luo Bin, his face sank instantly, and he closed his notebook:

"Let's have lunch later."

Jin Miao sat up involuntarily: "Is something wrong?"

"The person sent to intercept us that day has been found."

Perhaps it was because he had found the "part", Huo Xinhong told him to lie back, and said briefly:

"It seems that my mother took the initiative to teach them a lesson, and found out that it was related to one of Huo Yihai's lovers."

After closing the door, Huo Xinhong took the time to roll up his sleeves and quickly sort out the message he just received in his mind:

The car was made by Huo Yihai's lover and Ou Rui's sister, Ou Xueying. She was very clever and bought off the staff of the car repair shop. She only added some extract powder to the ventilation system in the car. Inhaling a small amount would not cause any discomfort. Only when a certain amount is reached, dizziness and nausea will occur.

In order not to attract attention, the doses used are not large, making detection more difficult.

However, even though Huo Xinhong's grandfather had "washed his hands in a golden basin" on the surface, he had a wide network of contacts in China, and some of them were forces that Luo Bin could not contact in public.

"When we were going to investigate the employees of the car repair shop, madam, cough, Miss O'Sullivan's people have found the car repair worker who was bribed, and used some methods to make the other party admit it."

Euphemistically describing the state when he found that person, Luo Bin explained carefully, and said carefully:

"In addition, the person who pretended to be our security guard was also taken care of by them."

"Did she make a condition?"

I don't think my mother will go to war for no reason, especially some actions can be called reckless, Huo Xinhong folded his arms:

"What's the current situation of her lawsuit with Huo Yihai?"

"The divorce application has been submitted, and there is still some evidence of Mr. Huo's derailment over the years."

Divorce lawsuits are all about fluff, and rich people just ask others to fight for them. Luo Bin shook his head:

"She hired a team of ten elite lawyers. Although Mr. Huo also had Huo's in-house lawyers to handle it, he was already exhausted by the Huo's business problems. It can only be described as burnt out."

As soon as the voice fell, Huo Xinhong's phone rang at the right time. It was Cheng Yu's call, and his voice sounded quite cautious:

"Boss, I'm sorry to disturb you. Miss O'Sullivan just sent a message that she will leave Huaguo tomorrow night. I sincerely hope to see you and the second young master."

"Xinyan is not in the country."

Rubbing his forehead, Huo Xinhong didn't let go of the flash of light in Luo Bin's eyes, and he didn't speak for a while. When Cheng Yu thought he was going to refuse, he heard him reply in a low voice:

"Tell me over there, I'll wait for her at the villa tomorrow afternoon."

Luo Binchi asked, "Boss?"

"I understand what you want to say, the security will be fine as usual."

Tapping the table with his fingers rhythmically, many thoughts came to Huo Xinhong's mind, but were rejected one by one, and finally waved to Luo Bin:

"By the way, someone made Xin Yan feel uncomfortable earlier, do you know that?"

Luo Bin was shocked: "What?"

"When he came to eat that day, he looked weird and couldn't move easily. You could tell he was injured at a glance."

Standing up, Huo Xinhong had a panoramic view of his reaction, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Can you help me find out? You have been by his side to protect him in every possible way. I believe he will tell you."

Luo Bin was speechless: "Uh..."

"sorry to bother you."

Remembering to have lunch with Jin Miao, Huo Xinhong gritted his teeth and beat his arm, adding:

"It's okay if it's really difficult. I'll try to get my mother to do it tomorrow."

Leaving Luo Bin with a chill behind him, Huo Xinhong closed the door in satisfaction, lowered his head and sent a message to his younger brother, and walked to the bedroom with a smile on his face.

"Your mother is coming tomorrow? What should I prepare?"

The last two meetings were too informal. Jin Miao thought that this was not only the first time Huo Xinhong had invited his mother to their home, but also the first time he had seriously "meeted his mother-in-law".

"It's only half a day, what gift should I prepare? I just recovered from my illness. Will she think that I look bad and I'm not in good health?"

"Calm down,"

Not knowing what to panic about, Huo Xinhong hugged him vigorously, jokingly said:

"Drink afternoon tea when you're exhausted, maybe she just said a word and left."

Jin Miao opened her eyes wide: "This, it's not good."

In the end, under Jin Miao's strong request, Huo Xinhong had no choice but to ask someone to buy a set of precious pearl jewelry that day as a meeting gift for his future mother-in-law.

At noon the next day, Huo Xinhong returned to the villa early to have lunch with Jin Miao, and they both changed into their usual clothes.

Just after two o'clock, the two heard the sound of a car outside the door. Miss O'Sullivan, who was wearing a solid-color dress, grabbed the driver's hand and got out of the car. When she looked up, she saw the two of them waiting outside the door. laugh:

"Your home is nice."

"come in."

Pushing the silent Huo Xinhong, Jin Miao stepped forward to hold her hand, and said politely:

"We have prepared afternoon tea, I hope you like it."

"You guys are so sweet."

It's been a long time since I spoke peacefully with her son. Miss O'Sullivan looked a little at a loss. Seeing that there were only two people, her smile froze for a moment, and she asked in a trembling voice:

"Is Xinyan not here?"

"He's in Europe right now."

Suddenly speaking, Huo Xinhong was also groping for how the two of them should get along, and said stiffly:

"I've told him you want to meet, and if he wants to see you, he'll be in Dublin in two days."

"That's good,"

For the first time in more than ten years, the elder son took the initiative to speak to her. Miss O'Sullivan couldn't help shaking her shoulders slightly, and her eyes turned red quietly:

"I'll wait for him."

The three of them sat down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. At first, no one spoke. It was Jin Miao who broke the silence:

"This is a gift for you, I hope you like it."

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Carefully hugging the velvet box containing the jewelry on her lap, Miss O'Sullivan gave him a grateful glance, and said as if mustering up her courage:

"I'm here this time to tell you two things."

Taking a deep breath, her eyes lingered on the faces of the two, and she announced in a deep voice:

"First, I believe you already know that I divorced Huo Yihai; second, I'm pregnant."

Huo Xinhong and Jin Miao:? ? !

"Because I can't let Huo Yihai be his father, so I have to do this."

The reaction of the two was as expected. Miss O'Sullivan rubbed her stomach with one hand, and looked away:

"I'm not going to marry anyone else either, I'm going to raise on my own and learn to be a good mother."

Huo Xinhong couldn't help but sneer: "Is it because I don't know who my father is?"

"Xinhong,"

Putting his hand on his, Jin Miao shook her head at him, and as soon as her eyes fell on Miss O'Sullivan, she immediately staggered and said bravely:

"Uh, congratulations?"

"I know I did a lot of wrong things when you two were growing up, and I don't deserve to be called a mother."

With tears in her eyes, Miss O'Sullivan held the velvet box with both hands, her eyes full of helplessness:

"If you can't forgive me, I really understand, I dare not expect anything. But I want you to know that for you, I will do anything."

Feeling mixed for a moment, Huo Xinhong held his hands and pressed them to his forehead:

"This is why you tried your best to find out the murderer of my car accident? If you are found out, you may not come to China in the future."

Miss O'Sullivan's eyes were filled with panic in an instant: "Are you unhappy?"

"I am very grateful."

The last two words seemed to have exhausted all of Huo Xinhong's strength. He didn't meet his mother's eyes, looked very tired, and responded in a hoarse voice:

"Just please don't do this in the future. When we are free in the future, we may go to Dublin to visit you. Then, this is the only request made by my son. Be sure to see a psychiatrist when I go back."

Watching Miss O'Sullivan's car leave by the window, Jin Miao put her arms around Huo Xinhong from behind and leaned her head on his generous back:

"You didn't tell everything, and you're in a bad mood."

"Some things, like parachutes, don't matter if you apologize afterwards if they don't show up when you need them."

Unexpectedly, the bottom of my heart calmed down quickly, Huo Xinhong held Jin Miao's hand, and changed the topic:

"But I didn't expect that she prepared a gift for you. It seems that she is very satisfied with you."

"Come with me and see what that is?"

Holding his hand, Jin Miao sat down with him at the desk, carefully opened the European-style medieval mahogany box left by Miss O'Sullivan, and was dumbfounded:

"This……"

Lying in the middle of the gorgeous silk is an ancient wooden revolver, with a handwritten card attached:

Honey, if he makes the same mistake as his father in the future, I support you in whatever you do.

Always have your back: R.O'Sullivan

Huo Xinhong: ...

"She's really happy with me"

Taking a peek at Huo Xinhong's indescribable expression, Jin Miao pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the wooden box to play with, accidentally lifted the silk, and found that there was still a stack of documents underneath:

It is a blank, signed check, an Irish manor, and several properties in China, all of which have been transferred to Jin Miao's name.

Jin Miao: =口=

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Jin Miao: The mother-in-law is generous!

Huo Xinhong: Mom!