Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

In addition, Huayu later transformed into a large screen, and the film is often much more strict than the TV series, and the requirements for the body are also more strict. So I have such a habit.

The car stopped at the gate of the Wen family. Because of Wen Zhenyi's death, the Wen family was quiet and desolate, and the door was empty. Even the servant who opened the door looked pale.

When the servant went in and spread the flower language, Gu Xinmei immediately said, "is mu Shuang not dead hearted? Do you have to kill Miss Wen with blood poison? "

Wenfu said, "I'll tell them myself."

Hua Yu and Yu Jinhuai were invited into the living room. Mrs. Wen said, "hard work, you miss my little girl so much."

Of course, Hua Yu can see that Mrs. Wen is not welcome to her, but she always thinks that if she can save someone's life, Wen Rongyi is still a child, and her 19-year-old green onion age should not pass away like this. It is only today that she will visit again.

"Madame Wen, Miss Wen..." Flower language straight to the point, but Mrs. Wen is not light or heavy way: "we have invited Master Wang, little girl has improved, don't worry about Miss mu."

Hua Yu was stunned. Did she blame Master Wang? Is this man still capable?

Since Mrs. Wen has already said so, Hua Yu doesn't have much trouble. She leaves with Mrs. Wen and asks the driver to drive to Fei's house.

Fei Zhong solemnly entertained them. Hua Yu casually talked about geomantic metaphysics and put forward his ultimate goal: "since we want to transcend the dead, naturally we should see the coffin first. Fei Shao, Miss Wen said that the things are here. I wonder if you can see them?"

Although Fei Xiaoxu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, since his sister said something about the fragrance, he locked up the things and wished to deal with it immediately. He took the two people into his collection room and opened a large box.

Huayu looked at the small rectangular coffin, the red paint on it had faded a lot, looking very old, but it was only six or seven years ago.

She glanced at Yu Jin Huai and couldn't imagine what kind of mood the big devil was at the moment.

If I had been collected into this coffin

Flower language sighed gently, reached out and picked up the small coffin, "fee less, we take this thing, you don't mind? We need to find a place with good geomantic omen to do a ritual ceremony, so that young master Li can settle down. "

Fei Xiaoxu nodded, "of course. But I and Xiaowen... "

Flower language a smile: "don't worry, at most tomorrow, we will be for fee less and miss fee exorcism."

……

"This thing What are you going to do with it? " Hua Yu looks at Yu Jin Huai carefully.

Yu Jin Huai looks indifferent sitting in the wheelchair, "you open to have a look."

"Oh." Flower language nodded, reached out and easily opened the coffin cover.

I saw that there was a layer of soft silk brocade, the snow-white color looked very pure.

Inside the coffin lay four transparent glass bottles, corked, each containing half a bottle of light blue liquid.

Hua Yu's hand shook and almost overturned the bottle.

Something flashed in my mind. In the pouring rain, a woman cried in despair. Someone was holding her with water: "you want to live You must live... "

"Mom will save you Don't be afraid, baby... "

"There must be another way..."

“……”

Hua Yu held down her temple tightly, then held her head and shivered.

Yu Jin Huai eyes light deep pressed her shoulder: "flower language?"

Hua Yu raised his head, and his white face was full of tears. He looked at him dully: "these things I have. "

She said calmly, "they injected it into my veins..."

Yu Jin Huai felt a pain in his heart and hugged her tightly and coaxed her in a low voice: "I'm not afraid. I'm here."

"But it hurts..." Flower language low whisper, "I am so painful..."

"No more pain." Yu Jin Huai gently kisses her eyebrow, "now no one can hurt you."

Flower language lies in Yu Jinhuai's arms, crying heartrending.

Until she fell asleep, Yu Jinhuai reached out and pushed away the broken hair on her forehead. Her eyes were as deep as the sea in the night.

Then, he took his mobile phone to make a call to Hua Linglong.

"I already know who you are."

……

When Hua Yu woke up, those glass bottles had disappeared, and her mind was a little unclear. She only vaguely remembered that she had seen this kind of thing, but she did not remember where it was.

That kind of glass bottle is very strange. The glass is very thick, the surface of the bottle is uneven, and it's very tight. It's only a child's fist. Obviously, it's specially made. Flower language can't remember where I've seen it.

But in the big devil's arms cried a thing, flower language is remembered, and feel very shameful.Fortunately, when Hua Yu wakes up, Yu Jin Huai is not in. Yu sang says that the second master has something to do and will come back soon. Hua Yu nests in the sofa and plays with two pairs of chicken.

Before long, brother Zhen's video phone call was killed. As soon as Hua Yu answered, he heard brother Zhen's "brother Fuyu, your cousin is doing something."

"My cousin? Who? "

"Han Dong'Er!" Su Zhenyun said, "you didn't watch the news, did you? As soon as the girl started her career, she went on a hot search! She blew herself up on an interview show that she was your mother's niece. It's crazy on the Internet

Flower language a Zheng.

Su Zhenyun continued: "I really have to say that your mother is really the original national goddess. Just after the news broke out, Han Donger's Micro blog fans increased by several million."

Hua Yu said: "it's nothing. It's also a fact. It's normal for young people to be afraid of being tired. It's normal for them to want a shortcut. Do you have such a big reaction?"

"Little flower, you have no conscience." Su Zhenyun complained, "I feel aggrieved for you. You are still the daughter of Huaying. You have not been treated with this sudden popularity. Where can I get Han Donger, a relative who doesn't know what family to enjoy?"

Hua Yu didn't mind much. After all, if she really wanted to use the delicate relationship, she would have used it. After a smile, she comforted Su Zhenyun and said, "do you have a live broadcast with Nanjian later?"

"Well, ah, twenty minutes." Su Zhenyun nodded and scratched her hair. "Do you want to see it?"

Nowadays, live broadcasting software is in vogue. Star artists will also broadcast live TV in order to attract fans and give back fans. This is nothing new. Today is the first live broadcast of Su Zhenyun and Nanjian. Of course, Huayu should be focused on.