Hong Kong is in full swing

This time Zhong Xinyuan was really scared. She began to struggle violently, as if she was making her last struggle before death.

Seeing this scene, Chu Rong could no longer bear it and knelt down in front of Huo Chuyan.

"Mr. Huo, that's enough, please let Xin Yuan go!"

Mrs. Zhong spoke hurriedly, her tone full of pleading and despair.

Just then Baogui picked her up so she could breathe, and she burst into tears: "Mr. Huo, I know I was wrong. Please don't do this to me again!"

Tears rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken string, and her cries echoed in the empty room.

Huo Chuyan looked at Zhong Xinyuan, who was crying like rain, and said calmly, "So you can feel scared too."

His eyes seemed to be examining a wounded prey.

He seemed confused again.

"Then why do you do this to Yu Wan?"

Huo Chuyan asked coldly.

There was a hint of confusion and coldness in his words.

He put out the cigarette in his hand and asked, "Is it because no one loves her?"

Huo Chuyan's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Zhong Xinyuan's tears kept flowing and her lips were trembling. She was so scared that she couldn't say a word.

"Mr. Huo..."

Zhong Xinyuan said in a trembling voice, with obvious trembling and fear in her voice.

Mr. Huo said calmly, "You shouldn't touch her."

These brief words were like a heavy blow, causing Zhong Xinyuan's body to shake violently.

"what!!"

She let out a scream of pain.

His head hit the ground hard, and the tiles broke into pieces.

The pain came like a tide, making her curl up in pain.

Wei Changming closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to open them, for fear of seeing something even more cruel.

Chu Rong's face was as pale as paper and his body was trembling slightly.

Lying on the ground, Zhong Xinyuan had empty eyes and was whispering something in pain.

Her hands waved weakly, as if trying to grab something, but she couldn't grab anything.

Huo Chuyan looked at her coldly, "I heard that you like to 'take care' of others."

His voice was calm, yet contained a cold threat.

"From today on, you will be responsible for taking care of Yu Wan."

Huo Chuyan's voice was firm and ruthless, and could not be resisted.

"If you lose even a hair, I'll be the first to come after you."

Huo Chuyan's tone was grim, as if he was sentencing her to fate.

"Remember?"

Huo Chuyan's gaze swept towards Zhong Xinyuan again, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Zhong Xinyuan's face was full of tears. "Remember, remember."

She managed to squeeze out a few words, almost sobbing.

Huo Chuyan retracted his gaze and stood up. Wei Changming followed his movements and stood up. Huo Chuyan's emotionless voice rang in his ears: "The people in Boss Wei's family need to be properly disciplined."

There was a clear warning in his words.

Wei Changming agreed brightly: "I understand, I understand."

His face was full of fear and obedience, for he was afraid of offending this terrible guest.

Huo Chuyan and Baogui left, leaving behind silence and chaos.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Wei Changming immediately ordered his men: "Hurry up and send someone down to find a doctor!"

His voice was quick and anxious.

"Okay, okay."

The servants responded quickly and hurried out of the room.

Chu Rong supported himself to stand up from the ground, then helped Zhong Xinyuan up.

The servants quickly took a blanket to cover Zhong Xinyuan. She trembled and cried in Chu Rong's arms, her whole body shaking violently.

No one could have imagined that the woman who once got wet at all costs to attract attention has now actually found a supporter, and this supporter is one of the top figures in Hong Kong.

People talked about it a lot, and some even couldn't believe that she would have such a fate.

Chu Rong comforted the crying Zhong Xinyuan, gently patting her back and giving her warm comfort.

Inadvertently, they looked up and saw Wei Rongsong sitting in a wheelchair upstairs. Although his eyes were covered with white gauze, he seemed to be able to see through everything, and looked at them downstairs with cold and sarcastic eyes.

I saw the wheelchair slowly turning out of the room under the push of the servant and gradually disappearing from sight.

Chu Rong immediately pulled his attention back to reality, lowered his head and stopped looking in that direction, but an inexplicable chill rose in his heart, "Let's take you back first."

Feeling the concern in Chu Rong's words, Zhong Xinyuan, who was still sobbing, nodded slightly to show her agreement, and then the two prepared to leave the scene.

As night fell, the entire city was shrouded in darkness.

On such a quiet night, Baogui quickly opened the car door and waited respectfully for Huo Chuyan to get in and take his seat.

After the latter settled down in his position, he suddenly issued another order.

"Make another similar skirt for Yu Wan."

His words were calm but undeniable.

Baogui immediately agreed after hearing the order: "Understood. When do you need it to be ready?"

Recalling the joyful look on Yu Wan's face when she saw the new dress, Huo Chuyan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but smile slightly, "Then let's finish it before tomorrow morning."

"It seems that she likes that skirt very much."

After receiving such a response, the other party nodded in agreement and immediately went to arrange the relevant matters.

The car continued to move towards Hollywood and soon returned to their residence.

After entering the house, she changed her clothes and lay on the bed, hugging the person who was sleeping beside her tightly. When she felt the thing in her arms begin to move, Yu Wan, who was in a half-asleep and half-awake state, naturally snuggled closer.

"You've been smoking again."

She asked quietly, her tone gentle but with a hint of reproach.

Huo Chuyan could only smile helplessly at this and said jokingly, "This way, it will be more like my own little pet."

At this moment, Yu Wan's voice was as soft as a dream: "But to me, you are my hero..."

After hearing this, Huo Chuyan's eyes became even gentler.

"Tell me, am I the only one in your heart?"

He asked in a low voice, his tone full of anticipation and nervousness.

The only answers he got were the soft, even breathing sounds beside his ears and the quiet and peaceful feeling in his arms.

Looking at the little guy falling asleep again, Huo Chuyan could only close his eyes gently.

“It’s really distressing.”

One side was having a sweet dream, while the other side had a sleepless night.

The moon hung high in the dark night sky, and in this mansion, someone was immersed in a sweet dream, while someone else was tossing and turning, unable to close their eyes.

The servants were busy cleaning the floor. Zhang Jiao felt very uncomfortable looking at the situation at home.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, covering the living room with a light golden hue. The servants were diligently cleaning up the traces left over from yesterday. Every broom mark seemed to be silently telling the story of what happened last night.