Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

"What? Just wake up and want to go, Zhou Xiran. Do we need to make something clear? " Huo Yancheng spoke behind me.

Turn around, I'm stiff.

Huo Yancheng probably just took a bath and wrapped a bath towel around his waist.

I have to say that his figure is really good. He has wide shoulders and narrow waist, standard eight abdominal muscles, full chest muscles, strong and powerful arms, and that angry face. He is the perfect man created by God.

"I don't think we have anything to say." I just want to get out of here.

"Nothing to say? You have nothing to say, but I have. " I saw him go to the bedside, take out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes, move slowly and leisurely, take one, drop it on his mouth and light it.

The scarlet fire was extinguished.

The room was filled with the familiar smell of tobacco.

"Did you promote the cooperation between Zhou and Xu?" Huo Yancheng spoke.

"Yes." I spoke directly.

"Well, honest enough." Huo Yancheng seemed to be very satisfied with my honesty, but after that, I was stunned and didn't know how to react.

"So you know that Zhou and Xu joined hands to attack Huo? Zhou Xiran, you really have no conscience. Now Huo's property has suffered a lot of losses. What do you say about this account? " Huo Yancheng smokes leisurely, which forms a strong contrast with me.

I can't believe what I heard.

Father and Xu Liu attack Huo? How is this possible?

But who is Huo Yancheng? He never lies. For him, lying is the most despicable behavior, so he disdains it.

It suddenly occurred to me that Xu Liu and his father seemed to be planning something secretly a few days ago. Every time they went to the study to discuss it slowly. Is that what they discussed?

"I don't know about it."

"Just don't know? You have to know that Huo's loss is millions of things. "

"Millions? Is this money a drop in the bucket for Huo? "

What kind of group is Huo's? How can he see millions?

"Although the money is not much, it should be about the same as your selling money."

"Huo Yancheng, what do you mean!"

My eyes are wide open. What does this man want to do.

"The meaning of the words, Zhou Xiran, I found that you are in good health. At least you can relieve my fire, so I ask you to be on call in the future."

"You dream!"

"Really? In that case, don't blame me for not reminding you. You should know my means. Xu is nothing to me, and Zhou is like an ant. Can Zhou continue to exist as long as I stamp my foot gently? "

"Huoyan City, you bastard!"

"Oh... Do you agree or not?"

"If you want me to be your mistress, you might as well kill me!"

How could he? How could he!

Do you have to push me to this point? Why?

"It's boring to kill you. There are many ways to make your life worse than death. Don't you care about Zhou? Then I want you to watch Zhou disappear in the mall bit by bit, and your father, but the focus of the sentence is the death penalty for the crime of being a minor behind the back of a strong woman. Oh, by the way, there is Xu Liu, young master Xu. As long as I want, he and I can move, you can bear these people to suffer one by one because of your selfishness? "

Huo Yancheng came to me and said these words in my ear, word by word, like a sharp needle into the bottom of my heart.