Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Huo Yan's heart twitched at Wen Ran's arrogance.

He never knew that Wen Ran, who was always optimistic and cheerful, had such low self-esteem in this relationship.

He sighed helplessly, leaned over to hold her face, and looked at her, and said with a serious expression: "Family background, status, are not important to me, I don't care about these, I'm not greedy, I don't want anything Much, as long as I like you and you like me, that's enough."

Wen Ran's heart skipped a beat, her nose felt sour, and she wanted to cry again.

Avoiding Huo Yan's sight, she ignored the sharp pain in her heart, and said to herself: "You are very suitable for that young lady that day. I heard that she is the eldest lady of the Lu family. She is in the same family as you, with good looks and personality." It's all good, not to mention you have children, a family of three, if you are together, you will be very happy."

As Wen Ran spoke, Huo Yan looked at her, and suddenly remembered the way she hesitated to speak that day when she mentioned Lu Sui.

That's probably what happened to her at that time.

Because he knew about Lu Sui's existence, was he afraid that he would break ties with Lu Qiao?

Just as Huo Yan's unhappy mood dissipated, Wen Ran's lack of self-confidence made him sigh helplessly.

He considered his sentence and said, "Xiaoran, it's impossible for me and Lu Qiao. I won't be with her. Even if I have a child, I won't be with her."

"But..." Wen Ran wanted to say something else.

Huo Yan interrupted her just in time, and let her lie down gently but forcefully, "Okay, Wang Qin and the others have been arguing here for so long just now, you are also tired, go to rest."

Tucking the corner of the quilt for her, a soft kiss fell on her forehead, and Huo Yan's whisper sounded in her ears, "Good night."

Refreshing herbal fragrance, mixed with a touch of alcohol, mixed together, it doesn't seem strange, but it smells even better, with a bit of a man's unique rough and unruly, but also very gentle.

Wen Ran closed her eyes, thinking about her firm thoughts for a few days, all of them were turned into ashes at this moment, what was different, how happy each other was, and what she didn't want to be a burden to him, all were left behind.

This person is like a charming and deep ocean, one can't help but be addicted to it, she can't resist its charm, she will only sink more and more.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Lu Qiao suddenly screamed and struggled to wake up from the bloody nightmare.

Sitting up from the bed dripping with cold sweat, her consciousness was still stuck in that nightmare.

In the nightmare, the waiter at the banquet also suddenly attacked with a knife, but what was different from reality was that she was a step late in blocking the knife for Huo Yan, and the knife pierced not the back of her hand, but Huo Yan's heart.

The blood spurted out, dyeing the whole world in her dream red, and Lu Qiao was so distressed that she almost suffocated her.

"Huo Yan."

She got out of bed in a panic, not even thinking about putting on her shoes, and was about to open the door and go out.

Just as her right hand touched the doorknob, the sharp pain made her withdraw her hand instinctively.

At this moment, the door opened, and a strange face saw Lu Qiao stunned for a moment, then smiled politely, "Miss Lu, you have woken up, and breakfast has been prepared in the kitchen, are you going to Eat in the guest room, or go downstairs?"

Lu Qiao searched in his memory, but couldn't find any information related to the person in front of him.After confirming that she didn't know this person at all, she took a step back vigilantly, "Excuse me, who are you?"