Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

"Found it..." The policewoman turned away reluctantly and whispered, "Ms. Ruan, please... accept my condolences. Miss Haitang is dead..."

Boss Sun is a cruel and ruthless person.

Ruan Xingchen broke free from his restraints. Even though he wasn't sure if it was Haitang who was behind this, as the only person who had come into contact with her, he would rather kill her by mistake than let her go.

A thin and poor girl, the knife went in and out in just a few seconds, and did not delay his escape.

But it allows him to vent his anger.

Ruan Xingchen could hardly stand and his feet went weak.

"Be careful." Huo Yan held her hand with his warm palm and said gently, "The dead cannot be resurrected, so don't be sad."

"She, she wanted to help me..." Ruan Xingchen's lips trembled, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart: "Can I go see her?"

The body was at the police station, and the policewoman took her there.

The innocent and charming girl who turned around and smiled in the light at the door was lying coldly in the morgue with a pale face, her beautiful cheongsam stained with red and black blood.

The heavy makeup did not add any color to her appearance, but made her look lifeless.

She is really dead.

Ruan Xingchen closed her eyes, and a look of sadness and resignation seemed to flash before her eyes.

This girl, herself in a swamp of despair, was still willing to take risks to give her hope of escape.

Such a nice girl...

Eyes bloodshot, Ruan Xingchen gritted his teeth with murderous intent: "I should have beaten Boss Sun to death back then."

"He can't survive." Huo Yan held her hand, gently but firmly pried open her fingertips that were almost buried in the flesh of his palm, and crossed his fingers with hers: "I promise, he must be sentenced to death."

Boss Sun can't escape punishment for multiple crimes.

"Check Haitang's background." Ruan Xingchen said softly with bitterness, "I want to do something for her."

"Okay." Huo Yan responded without hesitation.

By the time we came out of the police station, it was already very late.

Huo Qianqian, Huo Xiaoning and Huo Chenglin were waiting in the living room worriedly. When they saw them come back, they immediately surrounded them with concern.

"Sister-in-law! Is everything okay?"

"Sister-in-law, are you hurt?"

"Sister-in-law is back! Third brother, is your head okay?"

The entire Huo residence was filled with cries of concern.

Sister Chen and the other servants also looked at him worriedly. They took out the small medicine box and brought warm water, and served him carefully.

"We've been to the hospital, don't bother." Ruan Xingchen waved his hand.

Huo Yan's leg couldn't be delayed, so they went to the hospital to have it stitched up again before coming back.

Gu Zhuo sarcastically criticized him again.

However, she had long been accustomed to Gu Zhuo's sharp tongue when he wore a white coat, and he was a gentle and polite young man from a wealthy family when he took off the white coat, so she didn't take it to heart.

Because of Haitang's death, she was not in a good mood. After briefly comforting her younger brother and sister, she got away: "I'm tired. I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Madam." Sister Chen hurriedly followed her and looked at her with concern: "I have prepared the bath water for you. Please take a bath first to relax your muscles and bones before going to sleep."

Who is so cruel! Their wife has such a pretty face, yet he can do that to her! Look at the bruises on the corners of her mouth, how painful it must be!

"Thank you, Sister Chen." Ruan Xingchen lowered her eyes, nodded, and went upstairs.

Looking at her back worriedly, Huo Yuanzhou lowered his voice and asked, "Is sister-in-law okay?"

"Let her digest it." Huo Yan said calmly, "Give her some space to be alone. Don't disturb her."

"That Boss Sun deserves to die." Huo Jingxuan gritted his teeth in anger, shook his fist and hit his head, and immediately retched twice.

"Third brother, are you okay?" The little angel Huo Xiaoning came over with a cup of warm water, and asked carefully: "Will drinking some water make you feel better?"

"It's okay, I just have a concussion." Huo Jingxuan shook his head indifferently, and then started vomiting again in a dizzy state.

Seeing his foolish look, Huo Yuanzhou, who had been sullen, suddenly laughed out loud with schadenfreude: "You still don't admit you're stupid? Look at my sister-in-law, then look at you! You weakling."

"You're not weak, go ahead!" Huo Jingxuan was so angry that he covered his head and scolded him: "At least I went up to fight with others, unlike you who just hid in the back and shouted "Uncle Police!"

"Hehe, don't you know whether you are helping or hindering us by going up there?" Huo Yuanzhou retorted.

Watching his two brothers bickering childishly, Huo Chenglin lowered his eyes, and rarely took the initiative to lean against Huo Yan, whispering, "Brother, is sister-in-law okay?"

Huo Yan raised his eyes and looked at him.

He always knew that this youngest brother was actually the most thoughtful among his brothers and sisters.

On the surface, he seems well-behaved and sensible, but in fact, his heart is colder than others. He is just good at disguising himself.

Perhaps knowing that he couldn't hide it from his eyes, Huo Chenglin rarely got close to him and almost avoided all contact.

This was the first time he took the initiative to run up to him and talk to him.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he exudes an astonishing oppressive power. Even though Huo Chenglin is precocious, he still can't help but turn pale under his scrutiny.

Clenching his fists, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'm just concerned about my sister-in-law."

"Just a minor injury." Huo Yan didn't comment, looking away and said calmly, "She is stronger than you think."

"I want to go see my sister-in-law." Huo Chenglin insisted softly, "I'm worried."

After getting the answer, he seemed to be truly relieved.

How is it possible, that woman... It's just a small favor, but he really cares about her so much... No, he just doesn't want to owe others a favor.

"Let her have a good rest, don't disturb her." Huo Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened, with a hint of warning: "You still have to go to school tomorrow, drink the milk your sister-in-law specially asked someone to prepare for you, and go to bed early."

An unquestionable look.

Huo Chenglin hesitated for a while, but finally nodded obediently.

The siblings didn't have much in common and disliked each other, so they couldn't sit together peacefully for long.

After confirming that nothing was wrong, several people dispersed, leaving only Huo Yan sitting quietly in the living room, his figure hidden in the light of the floor lamp, appearing a bit cold and lonely.

Ruan Xingchen took a hot bath and much of his fatigue disappeared.

She had just changed into her pajamas and blow-dried her hair when she heard regular knocks on the door.

I subconsciously glanced at the time and it was already half past twelve in the evening.

"Who is it?" She asked softly as she opened the door. "It's late. What's going on?"

She was not in a good mood and felt a little bored at the moment.

"It's me." Outside the door, Huo Yan sat upright in a wheelchair, holding two goblets in one hand and two bottles of red wine in the other.

He raised his hand slightly, and the cuff of his neat suit slipped down, revealing a well-proportioned wrist. His voice was filled with warmth and magnetism as he whispered, "Want to have a drink together?"