Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 93

Wanwan copied it several times to confirm that she had memorized it, and then gently put down the pen.

Huo Yin has already put the water in for her.

Wan Wan took a slow shower, and Huo Yin was already sitting on the sofa when she came out.

His fingertips landed on a news headline.

Huo Chaoyan, the new president of the Huo Group.

"elder brother."

Huo Yin turned off the phone, stood up and walked towards her.

She washed her hair when she went for a haircut today, so Wanwan didn't wash her hair that night, and just tied her long hair behind her head with a hairpin.

The bottom one was wet, Huo Yin took a tissue and wiped it for her.

It was almost twelve o'clock after wiping off.

Time to sleep.

...

A quarter past twelve.

Huo family.

A dark basement with doors and windows closed.

A short, white-haired old man was wearing a long black burqa with a small round wooden button tied on his head. He held a long hairy thing that looked like an animal tail in his hand, and slammed it on the table leg. Twice.

Then he opened his eyes and reached out to open the black wooden box in the center.

In the black wooden box, a handful of powder remains.

Feng Yong narrowed his eyes.

really.

"How about it?"

Huo Chaoyan clearly saw that the contents of the box had turned into pieces, but his tone was still somewhat eager.

The originally handsome and sunny face was a bit haggard with eagerness, and fear was hidden in his eyes.

Feng Yong glanced at him and held back the impatience in his heart: "Mr. Huo is already dead."

He sighed in his heart, people are indeed different, even if it is useless to transfer that person's fate to Huo Chaoyan.

Timid as a mouse, unable to support the wall.

Feng Yong said with such certainty, Huo Chaoyan was still worried.

He often had nightmares, and when he woke up, he always felt uneasy, thinking that the man was not dead.

Dou Peishan was very sure.

The child is dead, utterly dead.

Her gaze fell on the red candle vaguely, and the candlelight flickered like a struggling soul.

The faint light of the fire shone on her face, and in just a short period of time, the well-maintained lady was already showing signs of fatigue.

Dou Peishan was also physically and mentally exhausted.

Obviously that person is dead, but whenever she thinks about him, she is terrified and can't sleep at night.

Unexpectedly, Huo Chaoyan still mentioned him every day.

Huo Chaoyan pointed to the black wooden box: "I always feel that he is still alive Mom, Mom, you really..."

Dou Peishan said coldly: "Chaoyan, the plane exploded a second time, no one will survive, what are you worried about?"

Yes.

The plane exploded, how could people still be alive?

Huo Chaoyan had heard these words countless times, and every time he did some psychological training for himself, he almost collapsed after a while.

"But I'm really scared."

Huo Chaoyan knelt down helplessly and hugged his head.

So disappointing, Dou Peishan's tone was a bit harsh.

"Okay, even if there is something, it's all suppressed. Don't be idle all day long. The board of directors are watching."

Huo Chaoyan's eyes turned red with some discomfort. Dou Peishan couldn't bear the appearance of a big man, so she slowed down her voice.

"You saw it too, he...is broken like this, there is nothing to be afraid of."

When people die, their souls are suppressed, and their bones are turned into ashes.

"But didn't Master Feng say he wants his bones? The urn is not his bones. Could it be useless at all?"

Dou Peishan looked at the square box and said nothing.

At that time, the plane exploded a second time in the air, and the fuselage was shattered into pieces, not to mention Huo Yin's body.

Nothing left.

The head of the Huo family can turn the world upside down by stomping their feet on weekdays, but this death made countless people feel like boiling hot water.

It's boiling.

Domestic and foreign police and gang forces have searched that area, and finally only found a little bit of human tissue that had been damaged by the high temperature.

The head of the Huo family had no bones to bury, so he had to burn his clothes and stuff them into the ashes.

Feng Yong pointed to the wooden box: "There are bones, don't worry."

Others don't know that Huo Yin actually has "bones" left behind.

Dou Peishan's eyes moved slowly following Feng Yong's hand, he closed the box and put it in the altar.

Then it fell under Huo Chaoyan's birth date.

In the wooden box was a severed finger bone of Huo Yin.

Cut off when he was young.

...

(End of this chapter)