After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 129 Huo Yunting faints

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Huo Yunting sighed heavily and had no choice but to compromise.

He was planning to go out to buy medicine for her, but he was afraid that she would leave without saying goodbye again, so he turned around suddenly, hugged her into his arms, and said earnestly:

"Wanwan, I promise you. From now on, your freedom will not be restricted. As long as you are still willing to stay by my side, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"It's nice to say, but it's not easy to actually do it."

Song Xingwan raised his head abruptly, met Huo Yunting's gaze, and asked word by word:
"If I want you to sever the mother-child relationship with your mother, will you do the same?"

"Did my mother say or do something to you?" Huo Yunting frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"No one is a fool. Those unsightly photos in your mobile phone were sent to you by Mrs. Huo, right?"

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Huo Yunting always felt that Song Xingwan still had something to hide from him, but seeing her thin body as if she was about to fall to the ground at any time, he didn't dare to press her again, and only gently hugged her to the bed.

When he turned around, he actually thought about telling her that no matter what happened, he would never threaten her with Ling Mo's safety.

For one thing, Ling Mo is surrounded by Qin Beiming, no matter how insane he is, it is impossible for him to bully his brother's woman.

Furthermore, he was grateful to Ling Mo from the bottom of his heart for accompanying her through difficulties one after another during the three years when he could not be by Song Xingwan's side.

Because of this, it was impossible for him to do anything that might hurt Ling Mo just to make Song Xingwan obedient.

The reason why he was entangled and unwilling to speak out his inner thoughts was mainly because he was worried that if Song Xingwan found out what he was thinking in his heart, he might make up his mind to leave him again without the restraint of his spirit.

After thinking over and over again, Huo Yunting finally didn't say these words out of his mouth, and only said to Song Xingwan in a low voice:
"I'm going to buy medicine and I'll be back soon."

Song Xingwan nodded, like a weed in the rain, and slumped on the bed lifelessly.

Her lovely almond eyes were full of sadness and helplessness.

Although I was so uncomfortable that I almost suffocated, I couldn't shed a tear anymore.

As early as many years ago, Song Xingwan secretly imagined their future more than once.Even after learning that the Huo family had participated in the siege and attack on the Song family, she still couldn't help thinking about him, missing him, and loving her deeply.

However, she never expected that Huo Yunting would forcefully have sex with her regardless of her wishes...

Song Xingwan closed his eyes heavily, and felt that his heart was like a dead tree, and all thoughts were lost.One day, if she was able to pay off the debts she owed before, she would definitely leave without looking back, and never have any contact with him.

As soon as Huo Yunting walked out of the apartment, he called Mrs. Huo.

After answering the phone, he asked straight to the point:
"Mom, you found someone to forge the intimate photos of Wanwan and others, right?"

Yao Xiangli's expression was slightly stagnant, and she didn't expect Huo Yunting to find her so quickly.

After calming down her breathing a bit, she began to play dumb again, and answered irrelevantly: "Ah Ting, are you going home for dinner tonight?"

Huo Yunting had already had enough of Yao Xiangli's interference in his private life, and became furious, yelling at Yao Xiangli hysterically:
"Mom, are you afraid you want to force me to death?"

"Oh, you child, what are you talking about? Mom loves you before it's too late, how can she be willing to force you?"

"How dare you swear that if you ordered someone to forge the photos in my phone, I won't survive tonight?"

Yao Xiangli realized that Huo Yunting was really angry this time, and replied with a little guilt:
"It's fine, why bother to swear? Ah Ting, listen to me, Song Xingwan's little hoof is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Do you think she likes you? Actually, she just took a fancy to our family property."

"So, this group of photos in my mobile phone was really forged by you?"

Huo Yunting's eyes were red. At this moment, he really wanted to sever the mother-child relationship with Yao Xiangli.

Yao Xiangli faltered and replied:
"I and I did this all for your own good. Think about it, how can a decent girl agree to live with a man so easily? Don't forget, three years ago, she had already done something as nasty as drugging you thing."

"You can just point at my nose and scold me. Wanwan never wanted to live with me, and I forced her to do all of this."

"You child, why can't you think about it so hard? Song Xingwan's little hoof, apart from being pretty, how can he compare with Jiang Yao, who has a wealthy family and is single-mindedly in love with you?"

Yao Xiangli looked down on Song Xingwan from the bottom of her heart. After a pause, she began to persuade Huo Yunting tirelessly:
"Ah Ting, you and Song Xingwan are not suitable at all. Just play around, she is not worth your trouble."

Hearing this, Huo Yunting was so angry that he even wanted to delete Yao Xiangli's contact information on the spot.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly remembered what Song Xingwan said just now, and Tete kept an eye out for it, and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me what happened three years ago every night."

Yao Xiangli's eyelids twitched, and she asked more and more guiltyly:

"What did she say?"

"She said she didn't prescribe the medicine."

In fact, Song Xingwan had already explained this to him three years ago.

It's a pity that at that time he hadn't figured out his feelings for Song Xingwan, which made unnecessary misunderstandings between them one after another.

"She didn't prescribe the medicine. Could it be that I prescribe it?"

Yao Xiangli thought that Song Xingwan had really told Huo Yunting what happened back then, so she panicked for a moment, and hurriedly defended herself:

"Ah Ting, don't believe Song Xingwan's words. Three years ago, I'm sure she was the one who drugged you. What's more, our family also participated in the siege of the Song family, causing the Song family to I didn’t tell her that she was on the brink of bankruptcy in just one month. She heard it from somewhere, so I can’t blame her.”

"You mean, our Huo family also participated in that incident?"

Huo Yunting hadn't taken over the affairs of the Huo Group at that time, so he knew little about the bankruptcy of the Song family.

Hearing what Yao Xiangli said, he just woke up like a dream.

It turned out that the reason why Song Xingwan refused to accept him was not that she had someone else in her heart, but because the Huo family had personally pushed the Song family to a dead end.

After Huo Yunting hung up the phone, he crouched on the ground as if no one else was there, clutching his head in pain. His mind was full of images of Song Xingwan crying so hard when his parents died one after another.

God knows how much suffering Song Xingwan has endured in the past three years!

Fortunately, he not only failed to help a little bit.

He even did something worse than a beast to her.

"After all, I failed you."

Huo Yunting felt extremely uncomfortable. He originally wanted to stand up and go to the pharmacy to buy some non-harmful medicines such as folic acid for Song Xingwan.

However, before he could stand still, his head sank, and he fell onto the road with a "boom".

Yin Hong's nosebleeds came out one after another, but he didn't seem to notice it, so he just dialed Song Xingwan with all his strength:
"Wanwan, I'm sorry."

"Ok?"

Song Xingwan sensed that Huo Yunting's voice was not right, but she didn't have the heart to think about other things at the moment, so she just responded perfunctorily.

"Every bank card and password I put under your pillow is your birthday. I'm the one who's sorry for you"

"Where are you?"

Song Xingwan frowned slightly, sat up with effort, and quietly waited for Huo Yunting's reply.

After waiting for quite a while, Huo Yunting still didn't reply, and a trace of panic suddenly appeared in her heart.

But having said that, Huo Yunting looked strong and very healthy, logically there should be no accidents.

After pondering for a while, Song Xingwan felt a little tired, so he hung up the phone decisively.

……

On the other hand, Qin Beiming was extremely anxious at the moment.

He wanted to confess Song Xingwan's current situation to Ling Mo many times, but he didn't know where to start.

Ling Mo glanced at Qin Beiming, who was distracted frequently, and reminded in a deep voice:
"Third Master, don't be distracted while driving."

"Ah."

Qin Beiming looked sideways at Ling Mo who was playing the game with his head down, hesitated again and again, but finally did not tell her about Song Xingwan's current situation.

When the two of them arrived at the ski resort in the city center, as soon as Ling Mo put on her ski clothes, Qin Beiming approached her and carefully tested her:
"There is something I want to ask you."

Ling Mo raised his head and asked with a little doubt:
"Third Master, what happened to you today? Why do you always look preoccupied?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just that a dear friend is in some trouble and wants to ask you what to do."

"Is there any problem in this world that you can't solve?"

Ling Mo chuckled. Although she didn't know the details of Qin Beiming, what she could confirm was that Qin Beiming was definitely not just the grandson of Qin's parents.

Qin Beiming nodded, and looked away calmly, "I'm just making an example, don't mind."

"It's good to be straightforward."

"Ah."

Qin Beiming took a deep breath, and after a short pause, he finally explained the ins and outs of the matter:

"If a man who likes you mistakenly thinks that you are going to leave him, in a panic, in order to keep you, he forcibly has sex with you. Afterwards, he regrets it very much, and even plans to spend the rest of his life to make up for his wrong Your debt. Do you think such a man is worthy of forgiveness? "

"Third Master, I regard you as a friend, don't you have other thoughts about me?" Ling Mo stared at Qin Beiming warily, always feeling that he was deliberately testing her bottom line.

"Don't get me wrong. It's just an example, I'm not that kind of person." Qin Beiming explained seriously.

He does have some affection for Ling Mo, but his reason is still there.It was impossible for him to do anything to force her under any circumstances.

Ling Mo could feel Qin Beiming's abnormality, and doubted his thoughts about him even more, so he asked him softly:
"Third Master, you shouldn't ask me about this. You can ask yourself, do you think this kind of scum deserves to be forgiven? "

Qin Beiming pursed his lips. He knew in his heart that Huo Yunting's behavior did not deserve to be forgiven.

You must know that Huo Yunting's actions can be sentenced and convicted in a strict sense.

Seeing that Qin Beiming's expression became more and more solemn, Ling Mo didn't look like he was joking at all. After thinking twice, he finally gave the answer carefully:
"First of all, no one can force me to do what I don't want to do. However, if I really get to that point, I think I will end you with a scissors."

"No. Am I such an unreliable person?"

Qin Beiming raised his forehead, only to realize that he couldn't explain it clearly.

Ling Mo was noncommittal, just focusing on adjusting the elastic band of the ski goggles.

After putting on the ski goggles, she looked at Qin Beiming still in a state of absent-mindedness, and suddenly realized that the best friend Qin Beiming mentioned was most likely Huo Yunting.

Thinking of this, she panicked, grasping Qin Beiming's arm with both hands, and asked anxiously:
"The best friend you mentioned just now, shouldn't it be Huo Yunting?"

"..."

Qin Beiming's eyes gradually darkened, and he didn't know the answer for a while.

He didn't want to lie to her, and he worried that after telling the truth, she would bear a grudge against him.In this way, the efforts he had made during this time were completely in vain.

Seeing that Qin Beiming didn't reply for a long time, Ling Mo muttered in his heart that maybe his question was too boring and he didn't want to answer it.

What's more, after all, Huo Yunting was someone Song Xingwan had liked for three years, so his character should not be bad.

Otherwise, how could Song Xingwan hang on to him?

Thinking of this, Ling Mo was slightly relieved, but did not press Qin Beiming's words to the end.

In order to ease Qin Beiming's nervousness, she changed the subject:

"Third Master, you don't know how to ski yet, do you? Why do I think your nerves are a little tense. "

"Ah."

Qin Beiming was in a daze again, and before he heard what Ling Mo said, he nodded slightly.

"You really can't ski?"

Ling Mo looked at Qin Beiming holding the skis tightly in his hands and never thought of moving, sighed helplessly, immediately took his hand, and said slowly:
"Skiing is easy to learn, take it easy, I'll teach you."

"..."

Qin Beiming lowered his eyes and fixedly looked at the hand held by Ling Mo.

For some reason, he always felt that the place she touched, seemed to have an electric current pouring in continuously, it was numb, and the touch was extremely strange.

Ling Mo also noticed that when she held Qin Beiming's hand, her heartbeat seemed to be faster than usual.

In order to find out the reason for the rapid heartbeat, she raised her head seriously, and looked curiously at Qin Beiming who was close at hand.

At the same time, Qin Beiming was watching her silently.

After meeting her eyes, his heart seemed to melt, and he suddenly felt the urge to hold her in his arms.

Ling Mo was obviously embarrassed by Qin Beiming.

She tilted her head subconsciously, looking a little annoyed.

It's all right, why is she blushing like a bitch?
Could it be because he was bewildered by Qin Beiming's good-looking skin?
Thinking of this possibility, Ling Mo hurriedly lowered his head, staring straight at the skis under his feet, and muttering:

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

(End of this chapter)