Count the time you lost your memory.

Before the appearance of luo'an's heart, Huo Yanchen had the love of his biological mother and adoptive mother.

However, the rich and powerful are deeply. Most of the time, he is himself in the face of heavy and fierce injuries.

The clearer Luo Anxin sees his past, the more he wants to stand by him all the time.

Of course, it also includes such times.

Huo Yanchen looked at her and smiled: "let's go together."

Luo an's heart immediately smiled.

After that, Huo Yanchen wrapped her tightly. They got off from the VIP garage of the hospital. The people of the hospital were already waiting in the garage.

Although Huo Yanchen did not come often.

But in the room where Muzi Li's body was placed, there were flowers sent by him every day.

Luo Anxin bowed to Muzi Li.

There are many words in my heart, and I can only say them silently.

Aunt mu, I don't know if you already know the real reason why Yanchen is ill.

But you can rest assured that I will guard him and make him better at all costs.

Huo Yanchen was not very talkative.

This relationship with Muzi Li made him often stay silent for a period of time and leave in silence even if he came.

This time is no exception.

"Well, go home." Huo Yanchen took his reassuring cold hand and put it into his coat pocket, and then the two left.

"Mr. Huo, are you going to keep the body like this?" the receptionist asked politely when he went out.

Huo Yanchen looked at him with a faint look: "what's the problem?"

"Nothing, just... For more than a year, our national tradition is to live in peace and always put it like this..." near the Spring Festival, most of the managers in the hospital have been on holiday. Huo Yanchen came suddenly, so the person in charge of reception is just a small supervisor in charge of managing the peace room.

Therefore, they did not flatter Huo Yanchen as much as those at the top.

Instead, he said something from his heart.

"Thank you for your reminder. We'll discuss it when we go back." Luo an said gently.

"I'm talkative. Please don't blame me."

"You are kind, too. I understand."

The supervisor nodded slightly.

After that, Huo Yanchen and Luo Anxin left.

"How do you think?" Luo Anxin took Huo Yanchen's arm and walked out slowly.

Huo Yanchen looked out of the window.

"I still want to wait for revenge."

"That's OK!" luo'an nodded. "Anyway, a cool person like her mother-in-law won't care about these details. She's upset. It just depends on whether you're good or not."

Huo Yanchen was stunned and looked at Luo again.

Luo Anxin wore a big mask, his eyes dripping out from under his coat and hat and looked up at Huo Yanchen: "what am I doing?"

Huo Yanchen smiled: "look who's wife is. She can talk so well."

"I don't know whose wife, but that man must have found the treasure." luo'an's heart was elated.

Huo Yanchen smiled even more fondly.

There are many and dense things in front, and they are all terrible things.

Luo an's heart lives like a battlefield every day.

There is no such time to walk slowly hand in hand with your loved ones.

Although the bad things are still pressing on my mind, I'm in a good mood for a short time.

With this good mood.

On the way back, Luo Anxin asked the driver to buy her a red bean cake.

Sitting in the car and eating hot red bean cakes, Luo an was in a better mood.

Just.

Happy just got home.

Bai Xiaorui's phone is coming.

"Mr. Huo is on the hot search again."

"Ha?" luo'an sat up and looked at Huo Yanchen nearby first. "Why?"

"See for yourself." Bai Xiaorui shook her head. "Now, I stare at the number of CP powder between you and Huo Yanchen every day, praying for more and more, otherwise you will be open and girlfriend powder will step on you, and you can splash blood in the whole entertainment circle. Do you believe it?"

"Hang up!"

Luo an's heart didn't listen to Bai Xiaorui's nagging, so she resolutely hung up the phone.

At this time, Mr. Huo has been very skilled in opening his microblog.

Message reminder 999+

When I first went in, I couldn't move.

Huo Yanchen turned off the private message function.

But the comments and @ everything are still there.

Casually click in one, and you can see the fans with Luo an's heart are passionate: "are you a man? Is it interesting to involve our baby so much? Is your wife ugly enough to hide? Can't you directly disclose her appearance and return my wife's innocence?"

"Is your imperial consortium going to go bankrupt? Do you want to die without our reassuring speculation?"

"Before, I thought you were an iron powder, big powder. Just because you were so black, her family is still doing funerals and celebrating the new year. You have to take you to search? You have no heart!"

Of course, most of them swear.

Luo Anxin also ordered a hot search at this time.

The entry Huo Yanchen's wife came out first.

Click in and have a look. It turns out that someone bumped into Huo Yanchen and Luo Anxin in the hospital today and took some fuzzy pictures of them walking hand in hand.

But Luo Anxin wrapped it like zongzi. She didn't even see a hair in several pictures. This time, she didn't even have nails.

The clothes were not worn by Luo Anxin before.

But this still can't stop the noisy analysis of the melon eating people.

Luo'an took a look at the hot search square, which is roughly divided into four types: melon eaters, black fans, control and evaluation fans, and a wave of crumbling fans performing de powdering.

"Boring." Luo Anxin threw his cell phone aside.

Then he looked at Huo Yanchen.

I just saw Huo Yanchen clicking send.

"What are you doing?" luo'an leaned over curiously.

Then I saw that Huo Yanchen successfully sent a microblog.

Luo Anxin: "!"

Maybe take out your mobile phone and click in Huo Yanchen's microblog.

"Happy new year, forward some praise, and draw 1000 lucky money for 100 people."

Luo Anxin: "

Put down her cell phone and she looked at Huo Yanchen.

"Chinese new year, fan welfare." Huo Yanchen looked at ease, squinted and smiled, like a fox.

"You're really free. Things aren't messy enough?" luo'an reached out and pinched Huo Yanchen's ear angrily. "Wait, Bai Xiaorui will arrive in the battlefield in three seconds!"

In fact, it didn't take three seconds.

Luo Anxi's voice fell and President Bai called.

Luo'an's heart silently opened the sound amplification.

"Is Huo Yanchen crazy? Do you really care? It's the new year. Can you two give me some breathing time?"

"Sorry, I will give you more lucky money this year," Huo Yanchen said.

Bai Xiaorui was as quiet as a chicken for a moment. After a moment of silence, she said, "happy new year, Mr. Huo. I have something to deal with here, so I'll hang up first."

"OK. Hard work."

With that, Bai Xiaorui hung up.

"Happy?" Luo anxiously looked at Huo Yanchen.

"Yes." Huo Yanchen nodded.

Luo Anxin was relieved: "then whatever. Just be happy."

"Your fans scolded me for being heartless!" Huo Yanchen then clicked on his comments and showed Luo Anxin.

Luo Anxin: "or you change your number to surf? When it's really open, your microblog will fall."

"No." Huo Yanchen resolutely refused, "this number has my good memories. Why should I change numbers because of these people?"

"Whatever, just be happy!" said Luo Anxin.

"How can this sentence sound so perfunctory?" Huo Yanchen asked word by word, pinching Luo an's heart's chin.

Just then, footsteps came from upstairs outside.

Luo Anxin hurriedly pushed Huo Yanchen away and sat upright.

A moment later, the old lady and Qi Yan walked down together.

"Yanchen, Yanchen, there's something you can teach me!" the old lady ran down in a hurry.

Luo an thought something was wrong when she looked at this posture. She quickly stood up and said, "grandma, what's the matter?"

"It's all right!" the old lady shook her head and went straight to Huo Yanchen. "Yanchen, I think you're good at microblog lottery?"

Luo Anxin: "??"

Huo Yanchen kept smiling: "it's OK. I've had a lot of times and accumulated some experience. What's the matter?"

"I also opened an account in front of me, but I don't know how to use it. I just saw you do a forwarding lottery. I also want to do it to attract some fans." the old lady said seriously.

Luan was completely shocked.

After all, Nangong's old lady used to be, but because Xu Younian, Qiao and Huo Yunting are old, they still surf the Internet and ridicule them.

Why do you start now?

"If you want to attract fans, just directly verify your Royal Queen Mother's identity!" Luo Anxin said.

"I wrote it, but no one believed it!" the old lady looked depressed. "Reading Joe's microblog, others believed it was her!"

"Grandma nianqiao is certified, and you can officially certify it." Luo Anxin never thought that the old lady was really doing microblogging?

"Can it be like this?" the old lady looked as if she had opened the door to the new world.

Before, she watched the old guys start to engage in internet entertainment.

I despised them in public and couldn't face to find someone to teach me. They all groped for themselves.

Nowadays, many old ladies don't understand the vocabulary of young people, especially the Pinyin abbreviations everywhere, which can be said to be shivering in the cracks.

"I'll ask Xiaorui to help you do it later. She helped certify grandma Qiao."

"Hum, let Yanchen get it for me. I won't ask nianqiao's granddaughter for help!" the old lady was very proud. "Yanchen, can you?"

"I will." Huo Yanchen nodded, "the lucky draw. I'll teach you slowly later."

"Yes, yes!" the old lady simply sat next to Huo Yanchen. "I think you have a lot of fans on your account, and there is no certification. Do you rely on lucky draw?"

"No!" Luo Anxin quickly waved her hand. "At first, it depends on her appearance. Among those fans, there are a lot of girlfriend powder and wife powder!"

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