Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Xu Yiming carefully looked at the expression of the man in front of him, he couldn't grasp what he was thinking in his heart.

Since 10 minutes ago, after he finished talking about recent domestic affairs, First Young Master Huo has been silent, exuding a shockingly cold aura from all over his body.

Xu Yiming thought about what he said, and made sure there was nothing missing.

"Sir asked me to come to the United States, I think...he wanted me to tell the young master about these things." He sighed softly.

He was sent to France by his wife early in the morning, and then he was picked up from France to the United States.

It seems that everything is well prepared...

"You said, she was injured?" Huo Beicheng's voice was so cold that ice shards could fall at any time, and in the silent room, he seemed even more indifferent.

"Yes! The airport is in turmoil. People from Ji's family are already investigating. People from the court have arrested several people before I came."

Xu Yiming went into great detail and told everything he knew.

Huo Beicheng's eyes were cold, "When I was in Xiahai City, I told her to wait for me to come back! But I am here now, and I am locked in this broken room!"

Xu Yiming clenched his fingers, "Young Master, I don't blame you for this matter."

"When she was cursed, smashed with objects, and bruised all over her body, I was not by her side." Huo Beicheng's dark eyes were condensed with coldness.

There was a sharp pain in his heart at this moment!
Regret leaving her that day, regret coming here, regret that I didn't do anything when she needed me most!
Xu Yiming looked at his expression, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything.

"Tell me, will she forgive me this time?" Huo Beicheng said a sad sentence from his mouth. He looked up at Xu Yiming, the anger and sorrow in his eyes almost burned himself.

He wanted to go back to her, protect her from anyone's harm, hear her crisp and tender laughter, and embrace her joy, but he couldn't do all of this now.

He can't do it!

"Miss will definitely forgive you!" Xu Yiming could only reply in a low voice.

Under the overwhelming scandal of cursing, under the scene of being beaten and spurned by everyone at the airport as a mistress, Xu Yiming was not sure.

In this situation, can Jiang Muyu stand firm?

It is a huge blow for such a thing to happen to any man!

Not to mention Jiang Muyu, a little girl in her early twenties, facing all this alone...

She didn't go to work, she didn't go back home, she was alone... Where would she be now?This was something Xu Yiming didn't know before he came here.

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There was a kind of silence in Huo Beicheng's eyes, as deep as a deep sea, filled with countless heartaches and sorrows.

The room was quiet.

Xu Yiming had already taken away the broken things in the room, leaving him alone in the empty room.

The glass of the floor-to-ceiling window has been smashed by him, and it can't block the wind from outside. The curtain is blown to cover a shadow, and his shadow is spread on the ground coldly, without any temperature.

He has been sitting on the edge of the bed since Xu Yiming left.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, and there was only a piece of indifference on his expressionless face.

The phone vibrated at some point, but Huo Beicheng didn't move, just sat there motionless.

In my mind, the memory of that girl is churning——

"Young Master Huo, I don't want to drink milk!"

"Young Master Huo, I want to watch this ghost movie, you can watch it with me, just watch it for a while, I promise you will just watch this one, okay?"

"Woooooo, Young Master Huo, I'm going to die. Tell me, if I die, what will you do alone?"

"Master Huo, why are you so smart, you always come first in the exam?"

"Master Huo, I fought today, but I didn't win..."

"Master Huo..."

"Master Huo..."

That little girl, Pian Zi, who was always chasing after him, always liked to call him Young Master Huo every day. He thought it was normal for others to call him a name, but when he called it from her mouth, he always felt different.

That small face was the size of his palm, but she was the prettiest only when she smiled.

As long as she cried, his heart felt like a needle prick.

But now, she was bullied and beaten by so many people, and he was not by her side! !
She closed her cold eyes fiercely!
After a long while, he opened it again. Huo Beicheng's eyes seemed to have a touch of firmness, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

He stood up abruptly, walked directly to the door and pulled the door panel open.

There was already a group of people standing outside the door, "Master!"

"Tell Huo Zhikai, I want to see him!" Huo Beicheng left this sentence, turned around and went back to the room, and slammed the door hard again.

He picked up his phone and stared at the new email in his mailbox.

He opened it casually, and the sender was an unfamiliar number. He was about to delete it, but the name of the title had already fallen into his eyes in the next second.

【Jiang Muyu's voice】

The words Jiang Muyu stopped Huo Beicheng's finger on the delete key.

Those three words seemed to carry countless magical powers, which instantly calmed the rage in his heart. He stared blankly at the above email, feeling an illusion that he didn't want to believe it.

After a while, he moved his finger and opened the mail.

Inside was a short recording, Huo Beicheng pursed his thin lips slightly, and clicked on the recording.

"You think too much!"

"I don't like Huo Beicheng, and I will never like him in this life!"

The woman's crisp voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, with a cold tone.

Huo Beicheng's pupils shrank fiercely, and his dark eyes seemed to be filled with painful and shocking flames. Standing on the edge of the bed, he seemed to be beside a thousand-year-old glacier on the bottom of the sea, surrounded by biting cold.

His fingers were cold, and he clicked the play button of that recording again.

"You think too much!"

"I don't like Huo Beicheng, and I will never like him in this life!"

……

"I don't like Huo Beicheng, and I will never like him in this life!"

"...I will never like him in this life!"

The woman's voice repeated the same sentence again and again. In this short sentence, there was a voice he desperately wanted to hear, but this voice...was stained with poison and blood!

Huo Beicheng's face turned pale instantly, staring at the phone screen for a long time without moving away, his cold fingertips trembling.

She said that she would never like him in this life!

He would never admit that this voice was wrong, and he would never admit that woman's voice was wrong.

But now he would rather he heard wrong...

It was so cold that my heart ached!

"Xiaoyi...just angry! She's just angry!" He closed his eyes fiercely, opened them again, and pressed the delete button again, this time without any hesitation.