Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

She understood Huo Xingzhou, but not completely. The longer she knew him, the more difficult it became to understand his thoughts.

Persuasion was fruitless.

Old Mrs. Huo stood up to say goodbye, and Huo Xingzhou saw her to the door.

The sun is a bit dazzling.

The old lady stood in the shade of a tree and casually asked, "I heard you signed a marriage contract with her?"

Huo Xingzhou took out a cigarette from the box and played with it in his hand. Old Mrs. Huo was old and couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, so he didn't smoke it.

Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and said slowly, "I originally planned to take her home to meet the elders of the Huo family, but now it seems that we may need to wait a little longer."

Old Mrs. Huo was speechless.

"I will deal with the rumors on the Internet, you don't have to worry."

He raised his eyes and glanced behind Mrs. Huo, his sharp gaze seemed to freeze the sunlight.

Mrs. Huo leaned on a cane and glanced at the ring on his left ring finger with a meaningful look. "I know you won't listen to my advice, but I still want to remind you to face reality as soon as possible and don't get deeper and deeper into trouble. This will not be good for you or the Huo family."

"By the way, you have a good relationship with Fu Yao, so ask her to come and accompany you when the time comes."

Huo Xingzhou snuffed out his cigarette. "If you want to talk about an arranged marriage, there's no need. I already have a wife, and I wouldn't do anything ridiculous like that before signing the divorce."

Old Mrs. Huo frowned, stroking the head of her cane, and said with a smile, "Are you blaming me for acting on my own?"

The air around them suddenly turned cold.

Liang Xiong stood behind the two of them, his heart skipping a beat, fearing that Huo Xingzhou would be in a bad mood and would have a conflict with Old Lady Huo.

half an hour.

Huo Xingzhou twisted the tobacco in his hand and said with a half-smile, "How dare I blame you? You are the elder, so you are naturally considering the younger generation. I just want you to understand that whether she is alive or dead, I will not consider marrying into the Fu family."

He twisted the tobacco between his fingertips and rubbed it into powder.

Just as Fang Hao said, maybe it was wrong from the beginning. The mistake was that the two of them were locked in the original plot, thinking that this was good for Jiang Ruoli, but in the end, she would still be hurt. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to break the plot framework. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

"Last time at the old house, I thought I had made it very clear. Now that my wife's whereabouts are unknown, how will the outside world view the Huo family if I marry another woman? I, the second young master of the Huo family, have no prestige at all. I'm afraid outsiders will laugh at me."

He laughed at himself.

Just when Mrs. Huo was confused, Huo Xingzhou twitched his lips slightly and said word by word with great emphasis, "You are old and I don't blame you for being misled. I just hope that such things will not happen again. Otherwise, even if you are my elder, I will not show mercy."

Old Mrs. Huo was angry and helpless.

He claimed that she was his elder, but for the sake of a woman, he even threw away his dignity.

She couldn't help but frown, and her mind couldn't help but think of Mr. Huo's instructions before his death, and she felt bad.

"It's alright, go back first. I still need to go to the scene to take a look." Huo Xingzhou turned around, his attitude as cold as ever, "Liang Xiong, take the old lady back."

"Yes." Liang Xiong respectfully gestured to Mrs. Huo, "Madam, please."

Old Mrs. Huo looked at his disappearing back, shook her head, and asked the servant to help her get into the car.

The car door opens.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fu Yao standing not far away. Old Mrs. Huo didn't expect her to come over. She narrowed her eyes slightly and waved at her in the tone of an elder, "Fu Yao, why are you here?"

Fu Yao took a few steps forward and took the old lady's arm, "Old lady, are you here to see the boat as well?"

"Yeah, but this brat doesn't seem to welcome me."

"How could that be? Brother Xingzhou was probably too busy and didn't have time to take care of it. I will talk to him about it later." Fu Yao smiled gently.

Mrs. Huo suddenly asked her, "Fu Yao, tell me the truth, do you want to marry him?"

Fu Yao lowered her eyes, her expression fluctuating slightly as she nodded. "Yes, I've always wanted to marry Xingzhou. We have common topics and our personalities are compatible. It's just that everyone is very sad about what happened to Ah Li. I'm afraid that bringing up the marriage now will make him unhappy. But it doesn't matter. I will always be by his side."

Her thoughtfulness touched Mrs. Huo.

The old lady patted her arm and said with a smile, "Okay, there's no rush for the marriage. You stay with him first. After this period of time, I'll talk to him properly."

Fu Yao was surprised, and a smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you, old lady."

Old Mrs. Huo glanced at her, bent down and got into the car.

"He's at home, go in and keep him company."

"it is good."

......

Fu Yao went in only after Mrs. Huo left.

Huo Xingzhou was standing in the courtyard making a phone call.

Fu Yao looked up at the man not far away. He was wearing a black suit and no tie. Two of the top buttons were undone, revealing only his neckline, allowing people to feel the strong and powerful chest muscles under his shirt.

Thinking of something, I couldn't help blushing.

She walked towards him.

Huo Xingzhou stood there, feeling the footsteps behind him, put down his phone, and frowned slightly.

Just now, when he was talking to Mrs. Huo, he noticed the vehicle at the corner of the street. The license plate was Beijing A7777, which belonged to the Fu family.

Fu Yao stopped behind him and called him softly.

Huo Xingzhou turned around.

The feeling of oppression from the superior came upon her, and in just a moment, Fu Yao was suffocated. She was slightly stunned. She didn't know if it was because she was standing with her back to the light, but Huo Xingzhou's face looked a little gloomy when he faced her.

She clutched her handbag tightly, a gentle smile on her face. "Xingzhou, I heard that you haven't been in a good mood recently. I happen to have nothing to do. Do you want me to go out for a walk with you?"

The man looked down at her and asked abruptly, "Did you spread those online comments?"

With just one sentence, Fu Yao broke out in a cold sweat.

Her face turned pale.

But what was more unbelievable was that he wondered why Jiang Ruoli's death caused such a big reaction in Huo Xingzhou. He was completely different from the person he was a few days ago.

Doesn't he love her?

Does a marriage that is just for show need to be so realistic?

And his will seemed to be increasingly out of his control...

"not talking?"

"No, Xingzhou, listen to me..."

"Fu Yao, my patience is limited. I was polite to you before because I didn't want to embarrass A-Li. Now you're pushing it too far. Isn't that a bit too much? Do you want me to call the Fu family and ask them if they can discipline their daughter. If they can't, come over here and I'll teach them."

Huo Xingzhou's voice was indifferent.

Then he gave Fu Yao a faint look, walked past her and was about to leave.

Fu Yao was stunned and grabbed his arm in a hurry, "Xingzhou, A Li is already dead. No matter how sad you are, she will not come back to life. Why are you putting the blame on me? I never thought of hurting her..."