Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

Meng Shu glared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed, "It's for you to have Chinese herbal fumigation."

As early as the "Huangdi Neijing" (The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic), there was a saying about "rubbing and bathing".

Over thousands of years, traditional Chinese medicine fumigation therapy has been widely applicable and has no toxic side effects.

bathroom.

Looking at the woman in the bathroom, Huo Qilin asked jokingly, "Together?"

"No need, I'll stay with you at the door. Call me if you need anything."

Before Huo Qilin could answer, Meng Shu, her face flushed, ran out of the bathroom.

Accompany him?

Huo Qilin glanced at Meng Shu.

A peculiar emotion flashed rapidly in his deep black eyes.

A handsome, tall man lay in the bathtub, his brows furrowed, but the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Although he didn't know what Meng Shu's purpose was in doing this, he subconsciously cooperated with her.

Realizing this, a hint of seriousness flashed in Huo Qilin's gentle eyes.

After half an hour.

Huo Qilin felt refreshed and relaxed all over.

It was an unprecedented feeling of relaxation that made him feel happy.

This was the first time I'd ever felt this way, but I didn't find it repulsive.

Just then, a gentle and pleasant voice came from the doorway.

"Ten minutes left."

Huo Qilin: "Hmm."

At this moment, Huo Qilin's handsome features were covered with a thin layer of sweat, which only made him more dashing and charming.

He slowly closed his eyes, enjoying an unprecedented sense of peace.

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Suburbs.

Japanese-style villa.

Inside the elegant room, a young man dressed in a kimono was kneeling.

The man's long, slender, fair hands were playing with a delicate chrysanthemum, and his face was adorned with a gentle, warm smile.

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, his fingers paused slightly.

"You mean, Meng Shu has brought Huo Qilin's condition under control?"

"Yes, Mr. Tokugawa."

The young man plucked a petal, smiled, and said, "Interesting."

The black-clad subordinate suddenly said, "Mr. Tokugawa, what should we do next? Perhaps I could..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man interrupted him calmly.

"No need, the Huo family's fate is not yet over."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the painting beside him.

A glimmer of light flashed in those eyes that had been covered in frost for years, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

The man in black standing nearby secretly glanced over.

That painting is a portrait of a lady.

Upon closer inspection, the ink stains on the painting were not completely dry, indicating that it must have been painted by Mr. Tokugawa himself.

Which girl could possibly win the favor of Mr. Tokugawa?

The man in black thought this until his gaze fell on the face of the lady in the painting.

The next second, a look of surprise and horror flashed in his eyes.

The woman in the painting is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is lifelike; she is none other than Meng Shu.

At that moment, a gaze as cold as a blade flew over.

The man in black felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately knelt down, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"If there is a next time, then the eyes will be unnecessary."

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and dared not look up again.

A few minutes later, the young man said calmly, "Give the order that the pieces can move."

"Yes!"

The man in black scrambled to his feet, kowtowing as he retreated.

The sky is getting brighter.

After the fumigation, Huo Qilin felt refreshed and, without any sleepiness, began to work.

Meng Shu, who refused to leave, sat beside him.

In a corner where Huo Qilin couldn't see.

Meng Shu stared at him without moving.

Those clear eyes were filled with love and self-reproach.

Even though she was always by his side, she still felt uneasy.

Because she still couldn't believe that he was really still alive.

Meng Shu closed his eyes, then opened them again.

Yes, Huo Qilin is still alive.

It is the living, breathing Huo Qilin.

Meng Shu smiled sweetly.

Suddenly, her eyes welled up with tears again.

it is true.

This man is still alive.

In this life, she can finally make amends to this man.

Huo Qilin, I let you down in my past life.

In this life, I will definitely make it up to you.

As I thought about it, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

Drop by drop, it slid down her face.

Just then, a pleasant male voice suddenly rang out, "Aren't you sleepy yet?"

Meng Shu was startled, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and shook her head.

Fortunately, Huo Qilin did not come over.

However, she was still worried that Huo Qilin would discover something was wrong.

After calming herself down, she walked to the sofa, which was farther away from the desk, and sat down.

So many things happened that day.

Not long after, exhausted, Meng Shu fell asleep on the sofa.

In a dream.

Meng Shu witnessed once again the scene from her previous life where Huo Qilin died for her.

In her dream, she kept trying to stop him, but to no avail.

In reality, tears streamed down her beautiful face.

At this moment, Huo Qilin suddenly approached Meng Shu.

Looking at the girl with tears streaming down her face.

His heart trembled slightly.

Why is she crying?

For him?

Or was it a nightmare?

Huo Qilin reached out his hand, wanting to get closer.

He paused, then withdrew his hand.

His gaze was fixed on the girl curled up on the sofa, his expression extremely complicated.

After an unknown amount of time, he disappeared from the room.

The next day.

On the pristine white bed, the beautiful girl slowly woke up.

Meng Shu stretched and blinked, feeling much more awake.

Only then did she realize that she was sleeping in Huo Qilin's bed.

Was it Huo Qilin who carried her to bed?

Think of this.

Her heart skipped a beat, and a blush crept onto her snow-white face.

Immediately afterwards, she couldn't help but start having wild thoughts.

I wonder if Huo Qilin has had any rest?

If so, then they must be sharing a bed.

Thinking of this, Meng Shu blushed shyly.

The next second, she suddenly realized that she was wearing a nightgown.

Last night, she was clearly wearing the most conservative long-sleeved pajamas.

so!!!

Did Huo Qilin help her change it?

Meng Shu exclaimed in surprise.

Her snow-white, delicate face turned completely red.

she does not know.

She had a nightmare last night, struggling incessantly, which terrified Huo Qilin so much that he stayed by her side at all times.

He was sweating profusely.

Huo Qilin called the nanny to change her into a clean dress.

And she held onto the man tightly, refusing to let go.

Huo Qilin was only able to escape half an hour ago.

Just as she was lost in thought, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Huo Qilin walked in.

"woke up?"

Meng Shu immediately hid under the covers, too afraid to come out.

Huo Qilin laughed, "What, still not awake?"

After a moment, Meng Shu revealed a pair of bright, sparkling eyes, pointed to her nightgown, and said shyly, "That...that...is it you..."

Huo Qilin crossed his arms and said casually, "You won't remember after a good night's sleep?"

Meng Shu's face turned bright red, and she froze completely.

Her mind was racing.

So, it really was Huo Qilin who changed her dress?

Should she be excited?

Shouldn't we be so happy we could fly?

After all, Huo Qilin doesn't reject her, does he?

But that's not the issue right now!

The key point is that she was completely exposed.

So, Huo Qilin saw the tattoo on her chest?

How should she face men now?

After a long silence, Meng Shu finally mustered up her courage and asked, "Um, you saw it all?"