The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Soon, the rapid sounds of a man and a woman making love were heard in the room.

"Do you still remember Shi Yang?"

The two of them were doing that thing in love. Song Qianchen found a suitable opportunity and gently pulled away her soft and tender pink petals with his thin lips.

It was inappropriate for him to ask such a question in this situation, wasn't it? However, the irresistible waves of pleasure emanating from his body forced Ji Xinyue to answer.

"I remember... my ex-boyfriend."

"Don't remember!"

After the man said that, he punished her severely in a malicious way. Ji Xinyue was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep all night and kept moaning and gasping.

"knew…"

From a certain perspective, everyone around Huo Jiuzhou is like him, with an unwavering possessiveness towards the woman they love.

Especially since Ji Xinyue had a past with Shi Rong's brother Shi Yang, Song Qianchen was lying when he said he didn't mind.

However, it was different from the way Huo Jiuzhou treated Shi Rong, which was a way of robbery.

Whenever they want to conquer a woman, they will choose a method that saves time and effort, is more effective and beneficial.

Just as everyone has their own needs, knowing how to meet her needs can help you better control her as a person.

Ever since Ji Xinyue got together with Song Qianchen, they would go out overnight and have in-depth conversations.

Her body would involuntarily split into two different souls: "angel and devil".

The former always reminded her not to be too indulgent, otherwise she would be found out by the old man at home and would be beaten and scolded mercilessly; the latter repeatedly persuaded her not to be too afraid, life is short, she should enjoy it while she can.

So, Ji Xinyue lived a life of entanglement and satisfaction every day, feeling both pain and happiness.

……

The Huo family's pear garden.

After much persuasion from Huo Wanwan, Huo Jiuzhou finally got himself coaxed into sleep. It was already 1 a.m.

He was now in a hurry to rush back to Chenting Villa to sleep with Shi Rong.

"Kyushu."

When passing by the entrance of the Pear Garden, Mei Wei just walked out of the villa door with the support of the maid beside her.

"Mom? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Huo Jiuzhou had just asked a question when Mei Wei raised her hand and punched his muscular chest with a force that was neither light nor heavy, and it didn't hurt.

"You still remember that I'm your mother! I called you so many times to come home for dinner, but you didn't hear me?"

Huo Jiuzhou curled the corners of his lips, pulling out a helpless smile, and put his long fingers on her back to smooth it out to show comfort.

"Mom, the company is busy lately."

"Busy ass!"

He wanted to find an excuse to get away with it, but how could he escape his mother's eyes?

"Just say you've got a wife and forgotten about mom! Where's Ah Rong? When are you going to bring Ah Rong back to me? It's almost been a year, aren't you anxious? What's the point of locking her up in Shenting every day? You better think of a solution!"

There was only more than a month left before the deadline he had agreed with the old man would arrive.

But Mei Wei looked at her son's calm demeanor, which was exactly the same as a year ago! There was no trace of anxiety on his body.

"Mom, didn't you say there's still more than a month left? Do you miss Ah Rong?"

Mei Wei's secret was exposed and her face turned red with embarrassment. She simply gave him a cold look with a bad temper.

"Your dad is looking for you!"

"Okay, let's go inside and talk."

Winter was approaching. Late autumn in the north city was always cold, with withered vegetation and a chilling wind and rain. Perhaps because she was anxious to call him back, Mei Wei was only wearing a thin coat.

"dad."

When people arrived at the study on the second floor of Li Ting Villa, they saw Huo Zhengtong still reviewing the military documents issued by his superiors.

Out of courtesy as the eldest son, Huo Jiuzhou personally offered him a cup of freshly brewed tea.

"sit down."

Huo Zhengtong is 52 years old this year. He is the eldest son of the Huo family. He currently works in the official municipal government of Beicheng as a diplomat and executive secretary-general. He holds an important position, is an honest person, and is only one step away from the emperor.

He was tall and strong with broad shoulders. Although his belly was slightly protruding due to his age, he still maintained the handsomeness and elegance of his youth. His face was covered with fine lines, but his pair of brown eyes were deep and bright, exuding a unique charm.

It's not hard to see. In the past, he was also a young talent who was very popular in North City. With his gentle and elegant personality and unremitting efforts, he married the eldest daughter of the Mei family, and gave birth to Huo Jiuzhou, a talented son, and his life was perfect.

The father and son are simply cast in the same mold. It seems that through the handsome Huo Jiuzhou in front of him, Huo Zhengtong can see himself 30 years ago.

"Jiuzhou, I heard you've been with Ah Rong recently?"

Once this guy sets his eyes on a woman, he will pursue her relentlessly. This is very similar to how he acted when he first met Mei Wei when he was young.

"Yes."

Huo Jiuzhou never hides anything from his parents, mainly because he can't hide it.

Parents are always the ones who understand him best in this world.

"Son, do you like Ah Rong that much?"

Huo Zhengtong had no opinion of Shi Rong. In the past, she had always been respectful, modest and prudent to him and his wife.

In terms of appearance and figure, she is a rare beauty, with gentle words and considerate manners. She is indeed worthy of his son, but in the eyes of the old man, her family background is not suitable.

Huo Jiuzhou sighed slightly. Whenever he thought of Shi Rong's current situation and her distant and indifferent attitude towards him, he always felt empty in his heart.

"Yes."

Huo Zhengtong smiled bitterly and took a sip of the still warm tea in his hand.

"But you know that grandpa won't agree to you being with her. Besides, you already have a wife, Yuyan."

Huo Zhengtong had just mentioned Zheng Yuyan when Huo Jiuzhou's subconscious reaction far exceeded his expectations.

"I don't have a wife! If I had one, it would only be Shi Rong."

"Is it really necessary to have her?"

"It has to be her."

"Even if she doesn't love you anymore?"

When Huo Zhengtong raised such a question to him, Huo Jiuzhou, who had always been fearless and confident, was stunned and speechless for a rare moment.

Almost five years had passed since Shi Rong entered the Huo family at the age of 17. But what they had experienced was even more tragic than a life-and-death separation.

Especially Shi Rong, she has been accommodating Huo Jiuzhou from beginning to end, giving herself for him, dedicating herself, and finally sacrificing herself.

The culprit behind all these tragic scenes is the unforgivable Huo Jiuzhou.

It was his appearance that took away the peace and prosperity of her life, and it was his ruthlessness that made her fall from the altar into the abyss of despair.

It was a truth that everyone understood. Even if she could finally forgive Huo Jiuzhou for his past actions, the hatred of genocide was irreconcilable.

Huo Yan had already planned to kill her and the Shi family. It was a miracle that she was still alive after going through such a heartbreaking experience. Would she really love him again?

Unfortunately, those involved are confused.