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Chapter 113 Huo Sihan in grief, her heart aches
Suddenly, Lan Lin'er's heart choked up, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Facing the quarrel between the two in the study, she could probably deduce that the man should be Huo Sihan's father.

As soon as he spoke, Huo Yanchen was speechless, and his dark eyes gradually became hot and scarlet, as if the bottom line had been touched, and it was more like he was deeply saddened by Lan Yaxin's death.

It's just that grief, in Huo Sihan's eyes, was undoubtedly anger.

For his mother, he didn't have the slightest grief. To him, the past with his mother was just a stain that he couldn't talk about.

"Snapped!!"

In a fit of rage, Huo Yanchen slapped Huo Sihan hard on the cheek, caught off guard! !
Lan Lin'er, who was staying in the fish tank, was so shocked that she couldn't believe it!
Huo Sihan, who is so lofty and arrogant, was actually beaten...

After the slap, Huo Yanchen himself was a little stunned, his scarlet eyes fixed on his hand after the slap.

It has been 23 years, with the guilt towards Yaxin, except that he was a little harsh and strict when he was raised, he can almost be said to tolerate this son everywhere, and he will take three parts of his feelings into consideration in everything.

Over the years, he has never hit him with his hands.

This slap, to Huo Sihan, seemed to interrupt the last bit of blood between father and son.

His face was cold, and he didn't feel how painful this slap was. Compared with his mother's death, it was less than one ten-thousandth.

Slowly turning his cold eyes, he looked directly at Huo Yanchen.

Lightly spit out a word, "Get lost."

Huo Yanchen was stunned on the spot, then closed his eyes with heartache.

He knew that all these years, he still couldn't let go of his mother's suicide.

It is undeniable that Yaxin's death was indeed caused by him.If they hadn't met each other, known each other and loved each other from the beginning, she wouldn't have left this world.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down.

Opening his eyes again, he glanced at Huo Sihan, and Huo Yanchen finally turned and left.

The rift between their father and son, I'm afraid it has intensified, and there will be no day of harmony.

It wasn't until Huo Yanchen left that Huo Sihan's ice sculpture-like body moved, and he turned and walked to the huge desk, and sat down heavily on the leather sofa.

Lan Lin'er saw the grief on his face, her heart was choked up as if she had swallowed a big rock, the feeling could neither go up nor come down, she couldn't describe it.

Leaning his head on the back of the leather chair, Huo Sihan closed his eyes, the red fingerprints on the side of his face were still clearly visible.

I don't know how long time has passed, Lan Lin'er just stared at his unchanging posture like this, her eyes felt sore and uncomfortable.

Except for the ups and downs of his chest, which proved that he was still alive, everything else, looking at his handsome face, was so lifeless.

Unknowingly, the sky outside the window darkened, and the study room gradually became dark.

For the whole day, Huo Sihan didn't move a muscle, and he didn't seem to have any intention of turning on the light.

The door of the study room was knocked from time to time, she knew that it was Qing Na who came to call him for dinner, but after he left Huo Yanchen, did he speak again.

Without his consent, the servants did not dare to break in without authorization.

The room was getting darker and darker, finally, Lan Lin'er could no longer see the face sitting in the chair.

"Huo Sihan..."

At this moment, how much she wanted to regain her human appearance and stand beside him, even if she didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly and accompanied him without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)