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

Huo Qilin raised an eyebrow.

He naturally noticed his young wife.

From the moment I left home until now, I've been staring blankly at myself.

Those bright, sparkling eyes never left.

Her smile just now was incredibly sweet.

Huo Qilin was overjoyed.

He couldn't take it any longer.

She stopped what she was doing, smiled gently, and asked, "Is it pretty?"

"Uh-huh."

Meng Shu's eyes sparkled as she answered without hesitation.

"Is it really that beautiful?"

Huo Qilin turned to look at her.

Meng Shu rested his chin on his hands and nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm, even the most beautiful scenery in the world is no more than this."

Huo Qilin couldn't help but pinch his wife's delicate cheek: "You sweet-talking little liar."

Meng Shu grasped his fingers: "I'm not a little liar, I'm telling the truth."

Huo Qilin: "Then I'll reluctantly let you see Xinghua Tower."

Meng Shu shook her head and said coquettishly, "Not enough, far from enough."

"uh-huh?"

"It's just not enough."

Meng Shu's bright eyes seemed to tell a thousand stories.

"Don't even mention Xinghua Tower, a lifetime isn't enough, I want to see you for all eternity."

Such a perfect husband, it would be a shame not to look at him.

She wants to make up for all the things she wasted in her past life.

Isn't watching it for a lifetime enough?

And it has to go on for lifetimes to come?

Huo Qilin's eyebrows and eyes darkened.

The hair moved slightly.

Is it the wind?

No, it's being moved.

Heart is worse than action.

Meng Shu reacted.

The magnified handsome face was already close by.

Huo Qi wisely raised the barrier.

When it comes to being nauseating, who dares to compare with the young master and young mistress?

After half an hour.

The car came to a steady stop in a quiet place.

Before you stands a luxurious, top-tier Chinese-style clubhouse – [Xinghualou].

Xinghualou is the most upscale private club in City B.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Stepping inside is like entering a secret garden.

Hidden in bamboo groves and surrounded by clear water.

Every detail exudes an indescribable sense of luxury.

Inside the club, all the decorations are works of art.

Every brick, tile, flower, and tree exudes classical elegance.

It exudes nobility and taste, and every corner is filled with a rich cultural atmosphere.

Xinghualou has nine floors.

From bottom to top.

The higher the level, the higher the cost.

In China, the number nine represents supreme status.

It's not like you can get to the ninth floor just because you have money.

rumor.

Only the most powerful and wealthy are qualified to go upstairs.

Speaking of Xinghualou...

That's incredible.

Even at the lowest level.

That is, they want to enter the lobby.

It would cost at least six figures.

Therefore, those who can come here are either rich or noble.

There is no way there could be ordinary people.

If we're talking about ordinary people, of course there are some.

However, these ordinary people used extraordinary methods.

At the entrance of Xinghualou.

Huo Qilin, arm in arm with Meng Shu, stepped out of the car.

The handsome man and beautiful woman immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The entire hall fell silent instantly.

Huo Qilin's handsome appearance and unapproachable aura immediately attracted the admiration of countless women.

of course.

Meng Shu was no exception.

When everyone saw Meng Shu's appearance clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

A silk dress as pure and bright as moonlight, paired with a face even more radiant and beautiful than moonlight.

There is such an outstanding beauty in this world; it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is a celestial being descended to earth.

As she walked, the hem of her flowing skirt swayed gently.

The lace on the skirt is layered, like blooming white roses, clustered together, lively and pure.

The belt around her waist was tied in a bow, making her waist appear incredibly slender.

She softly sang of nobility and beauty, just like a princess who had stepped out of a castle.

"What should I do, Mrs. Huo? They're all looking at you. I'm jealous!"