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

After parking the car, Huo Qi tactfully got out.

Huo Qilin lowered his eyes. "You cried?"

Meng Shu shook her head gently, tears welling in her eyes.

"Why are you crying? Tell me."

After a long silence, Meng Shucai said in a dry voice, "My parents died because of a truck that ran a red light."

"Are you missing your parents?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Shu could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Father, you gave me life; Mother, you nurtured me. You cared for me, fed me, raised me, and raised me; you watched over me and protected me; you held me close, taking me in and out of your arms. The debt of gratitude I owe you is as boundless as the heavens!

She can be reborn, but her parents can never come back.

Why wasn't she reborn as a child?

Why can't we let her do even a little something for her parents?

she does not know.

Someone made a blood oath, offering their own thousand-year reincarnation in exchange for her rebirth.

Of course that's all for later.

-

Meng Shu covered her face and cried bitterly, "If it weren't for me, if it weren't for saving me, Mom and Dad wouldn't be here..."

Such is the love of parents; how can the heart of a child be forgotten? There is nothing more sorrowful and helpless in life than this.

Huo Qilin lowered his eyes, a hint of sadness flashing in them.

While parents are alive, life still has a source; when parents are gone, life only has a destination.

So why isn't he?

Thinking of his parents, Huo Qilin unconsciously clenched his fists, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

"If we had another chance, we would still choose to save you without hesitation."

So don't dwell on it, don't be sad, just live well with your parents' love.

Huo Qilin read it softly, as if someone else were speaking through his mouth.

That's right, Huo Qilin wouldn't say something like that.

These were his parents' last words.

-

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Qilin suddenly said something.

"A parent's love for their child is boundless, and their joy at the child's return home is boundless. This is true of most parents."

Meng Shu's eyes were blurred with tears as she looked at the man with a mixture of surprise and agreement.

Because she never expected Huo Qilin to say such a thing.

However, Huo Qilin was remarkably similar to her, both having lost their parents at a young age.

And his parents were the same...

It could even have far-reaching implications.

Thinking of this, Meng Shu forced herself to stop crying.

She couldn't let him recall his painful memories.

Once the woman in his arms had calmed down a bit, Huo Qilin instructed Huo Qi to start driving again.

He glanced again in the direction the truck had disappeared, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"Huo Qi, you know what to do, right?"

"Young Master, don't worry." Huo Qi's expression was solemn.

It took Meng Shu an unknown amount of time before she realized that she was still clinging tightly to Huo Qilin's arms.

She blushed instantly, unsure what to do with herself. "Sorry, I was a little startled, so—"

Meng Shu didn't dare to raise his head, and his voice was softer than a mosquito's buzz.

Unexpectedly, Huo Qilin was holding Meng Shu, seemingly not listening, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed him.

Meng Shu waited for a long time, but the man did not react.

She struggled gently, saying, "Um, put me down."

The two were already close, and when Meng Shu looked up, her lips touched the man's collarbone.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Watching the blush on the girl's cheeks deepen, she looked as if she didn't dare to breathe loudly.

A hint of amusement flashed in Huo Qilin's eyes. "Don't move."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around Meng Shu's waist and continued to look through the documents.

This action made Meng Shu uneasy, feeling both surprised and ashamed, and her breathing became rapid.

What does Huo Qilin mean?

Could it be that he was deliberately teasing her?

But looking at Huo Qilin's indifferent and handsome face, she felt that she was just being sentimental.

I guess they're worried about encountering something like that again.

Meng Shu really couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.

About twenty minutes later.

While Meng Shu was lost in thought and restless, the car came to a steady stop in front of the mall.

Huo Qi opened the car door. "Young Madam, we've arrived."

Meng Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

She broke free from the man's embrace, grabbed her bag, and hurriedly got downstairs.

"Thank you, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing her shy, girlish demeanor, Huo Qilin's lips slowly curved into a smile.

I was so busy teasing her that I forgot to give her the things.

"Huo Qi, take the things to the young mistress."

"Yes, Master."

After Huo Qi left, Huo Qilin slowly opened his phone and stared at the painting of a lady in a daze.

A flicker of struggle and coldness flashed in his eyes.

Just as Meng Shu reached the elevator door, Huo Qi's voice rang out behind him.

"Madam, please wait a moment."

Meng Shu turned her head, looking puzzled, and asked, "Huo Qi, what brings you here?"

The next second, she blushed and looked around.

Huo Qi could easily understand her thoughts, and a smile flashed in his eyes. "Don't worry, Madam, the young master didn't come along."

As they spoke, Huo Qi handed the card in his hand to Meng Shu, saying, "This is from the young master."