he is intoxicated

Succession?

Nan Hua's expression froze, "Don't you already have a son? Why do you want to carry on the family?"

"Yangyang suffered from a blood disease three years ago and underwent chemotherapy and radiotherapy. He may not be able to have children in the future, so the Huo family has to ask for another boy to carry on the family line."

Nan Hua couldn't help but sneer, "So, in your eyes, Yang Yang is a waste?"

"Choose the best and weed out the weak, winners and losers. In a family like ours, this has always been the case." The man's side face was cold and indifferent, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Nan Hua's heart was bleeding.

Distressed Yang Yang.

She risked her life and narrowly escaped death, and finally gave birth to Yueyue, and tried her best to send Yueyue's umbilical cord blood to Huo Beiyao to save Yangyang.

The son she cherished so much and missed so much was a waste in their eyes.

Thanks to her incarnation as Shen Nanhua, she came into contact with Huo Beiyao, otherwise she would not have known that her precious son, who was on the cusp of her heart, had such a status in the eyes of the Huo family.

The word "waste" was like sharp sand, grinding away at her heart.

The pain made her heart shrink, and it was filled with resentment in an instant, and the torrent surged.

She said in her heart: Go ahead and make your big spring and autumn dream, and want me to give you another child to carry on the family line.Are you worthy of a scumbag like you?

You do not deserve.

Yes, you don't deserve it!

Three years ago, she did test-tube babies to match males and females. In order to increase the success rate, she implanted two embryos, one male and one female, into her body.

But because of that car accident, she was shattered, bloody, and extremely weak. Even though she tried her best to save her life, one of the fetuses still suffered a fetal arrest.

Only Yueyue was born.

Yes, more than nine months into her pregnancy, she gave birth to Yue Yue and two placentas!

That unborn child, that unmanageable body, that puddle of blood, is the eternal pain in her heart.

She could think, dream, and hate about the car accident, but she didn't dare to think about or dream about the fetus.

He is the pain she dare not touch.

Because it hurt so much, she forced herself to put it in the deepest part of her heart, wrapped it up three layers inside and outside, and wrapped it tightly.

She selectively forgot about him.

If Huo Beiyao hadn't mentioned the words "inheriting the family", she would not have remembered it.

The pain was so sharp that Nanhua's body froze, and a howl rang out from the bottom of her heart.

She sat there stiffly, as if she was not breathing.

half an hour.

She lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, with her back facing Huo Beiyao, and said coldly: "Mr. Huo, I advise you to sleep elsewhere, or leave altogether. Because I have a bad habit, sleepwalking, and I kill people when sleepwalking. "

Huo Beiyao looked at the woman who had vowed to repay the favor just a moment ago, and suddenly changed her expression, her indifference was so inhumane, the corners of her lips curled into a sneer, "Miss Shen has so many problems, there is no Cao Cao's life, but there is Cao Cao disease."

With a "snap", Nan Hua turned off the light.

The house was pitch black.

In the dark, she burst into tears.

She felt sorry for the child who had aborted the fetus.

If there hadn't been that car accident, he would have been born and grown up with Yueyue, what a lovely child he would be, she even gave him a name, called Xingxing.

But he died.

He didn't even have the right to be born.

The man who killed him, three years later, shamelessly asked himself to pass on his family line!

How ridiculous!

Huo Beiyao stood tall and tall, standing silently by the bed, seeing the woman's thin and fragile body trembling under the thin quilt by the moonlight.

He heard her nasal voice gradually change from subtle to rough.

She is crying.

She was weeping with all her might, so depressingly.

Her feet were densely covered with broken glass, and it hurt so much, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing. When she took the tweezers out, it hurt so much, she didn't cry, but she cried because of a request he made.

He always felt that this woman was inexplicable, unreasonable, moody, and even a little crazy.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt sorry for her.

"Okay, I take back what I just said. You have nothing wrong with me, and you're not Cao Cao." He tried to coax her, his voice soft, as if mixed with moonlight.

In this world, there are very few people who can let him put down his body to coax him, and Nanhua is the first one.

Shen Nanhua was the second.

"Get out, you get out!" Nan Hua's voice curled up violently, and the words almost came out of her mouth through gritted teeth.

Huo Beiyao's patience began to dry up, "It's the middle of the night, why are you crazy?"

"roll!"

Huo Beiyao sneered with restrained anger in his eyes, "Crazy."

Nan Hua also sneered silently.

He only saw that she was going crazy, but he didn't know that her heart was bleeding!

Huo Beiyao's handsome face darkened, he glanced at her indifferently, turned around quickly, and strode out.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Without turning on the light, he walked to the tea table, bent down to pick up the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it skillfully, and took a deep breath.

The smoke passed through the lungs, but it still couldn't relieve the irritability in my heart.

Wrapped in white smoke, he leaned on the sofa, his eyelashes drooping slightly, the eyelashes were too long, casting a little shadow under his eyes.

That little shadow made his handsome and tough features look a little aggrieved.

The phone suddenly rang.

Taking out his cell phone from his pajamas pocket, Huo Beiyao glanced down, it was Lin Mobai calling.

Frowning slightly, he raised his hand and pressed the switch.

Lin Mobai's anxious voice came from the mobile phone: "Mr. Huo, which hospital did you send Ms. Shen to? You agreed to send me a message, why didn't you send it so late? Her mobile phone can't get through, so you asked her to answer the phone .”

Huo Beiyao's eyes were cold, and as he listened, his thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line. After listening, he sneered and hung up the phone.

Shut down.

After smoking a cigarette, I looked up at the watch on the wall. It was twelve o'clock, and I was too lazy to go home.

He walked up to the master bedroom, opened the door and walked in, pulled the quilt and lay down.

Sheng Chuan fell into a drowsy sleep, and suddenly there was another person under the quilt.

Seeing that it was Huo Beiyao, he chased him away, "Go back to the guest room, nice nephrite jade, Wenxiang, if you don't accompany me, come and squeeze a bed with a big man like me, are you still a man?"

Huo Beiyao's voice was gloomy: "Shut up."

Sheng Chuan paused, then laughed, "Is this driven out?"

"Sleep!" Huo Beiyao turned over and turned his back to him, but his dark eyes were open.

He was thinking about the woman in the next room.

The first second was fine, but the next second, why did you suddenly cry?

It must not be an ordinary thing for such a tough and strong woman to make her cry.

In short, this woman has a mysterious secret.

The next morning.

Huo Beiyao got up, went to the balcony to get the woman's clothes, and put them beside her bed.

She is still sleeping.

The early morning sun shone in through the cracks in the curtains and fell on the woman's face.

She has a plain white and even oval face, with thin and narrow nasal bones, delicate nose wings, and long eyelashes like a pair of butterflies.

She is so thin and hazy that the orange sunlight seems to be able to penetrate her.

When she was asleep, she was more pleasing than when she was awake, and she was not so prickly.

She turned over unconsciously, and the quilt was pushed away, revealing two slender, white legs.

Huo Beiyao couldn't help but think of his wife, Nanhua, who always liked to kick the quilt when she fell asleep. He used to help cover it when they were in a good relationship.

There was a twinge in my heart.

He leaned over, gently pulled the quilt to cover her, got up and went out.

The doorbell suddenly rang loudly.

Huo Beiyao strode to the door with long legs.

open the door.

Lin Mobai rushed in, and when he saw him, he looked anxious and irritable: "Where is Shen Nanhua, where did you hide her?"

Huo Beiyao's eyes turned cold, his slender fingers raised to his lips, and he hissed softly, his low and low voice was a little lazy: "She is still sleeping, we tossed very late last night, she was very tired."

Unspeakably ambiguous.

Lin Mobai's jaw was clenched for a moment, his brows twitched several times in anger, and he stared at him with red eyes, "You, you..."

"Yes, that's what you think." Huo Beiyao had a faint smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.