The waiter stood in front of Wu Yue and apologized politely.
An is surprised to see Huo tingshen, the other side is still in the calm soup, can't see any emotion on the face, just careful observation, can see he slightly pulled the corner of the mouth.
"Why?" Wu Yue's face changed and he said in a cold voice, "are you worried that I won't give you money?"
Huo tingshen put down the spoon in his hand and said slowly, "even if I give money here, I don't entertain Mr. Wu. It seems that my face is bigger than that of Mr. Wu."
Wu Yue's face was cold: "call out your boss."
"The boss is not here." The waiter said, "please don't embarrass us."
Wu Yue's face was livid. He caught a glimpse of the smile in Huo tingshen's eyes. He suddenly gathered his anger, narrowed his eyes and got up: "in this case, I'll come to visit the boss here another day."
Seeing him go out, Ann couldn't help saying, "the boss here is so strange that he would refuse the guests."
"I don't like him." "I'm the boss," he said
"You?"
It was not until they finished their meal and came home that Ann came out of the shock: "Why have I never heard of you?"
"You remind me." Huo Ting pulled Ann deeply and pressed him on his leg. He said solemnly, "I'll let the cosine sort out my assets and give them to you some other day, so that Mrs. Huo won't be happy."
His hot air sprinkled behind the earlobe, like the whole summer sun all concentrated on her face, burning hot.
"Not interested." Ann stares at him and wants to jump down, but he pinches his waist so tightly that he can't move at all. She blushes and says, "don't make trouble. I cooked supper in the kitchen. I'll take it."
Huo tingshen buried his face in her neck and sniffed deeply. Seeing his little wife blushing, he was satisfied to let her go
An leaves with a red face. Huo tingshen takes out his mobile phone and dials a phone: "let uncle Fu check Huo Haoyan's situation in Southeast Asia."
It has been nearly a week since Su Meiwei fell from the cliff, but Huo Haoyan didn't make any counterattack, even quieter than before. It is rumored that he has been decadent since he lost his son.
But Huo tingshen knew him very well. He would never sink into grief and forget to revenge others. Now the situation can only be explained with one reason: Huo Haoyan is brewing a bigger plot.
Now the quieter he is, the more lethal the plot is.
"And keep an eye on Wu Yue." Horting hung up and squinted.
From Dali to a city, not everything happened, he was present.
"Supper is coming." Ann came in with a tray and said with a smile, "I'll give you a surprise."
The two bowls on the tray are steaming wonton, with a few green shallots floating in them, which makes people move their fingers at a glance.
"It must taste good." Horting said with deep admiration.
Ann sat on the sofa next to huoting, with a proud face: "I packed it myself."
Although a bit ugly... But eat into the stomach is not the same, Neixiu is good.
"Oh?" Huo tingshen put one into his mouth with a spoon. He frowned and saw that Ann's heart was unsteady.
But Huo tingshen just frowned and refused to speak. She couldn't help it. She said with a drooping face: "it's very bad. I'll let the kitchen make another one and send it up."
Then she reached out to take it away.
"Not so confident?" Huo tingshen suddenly laughed and took another bite. "I was just shocked by the delicious wonton."
An Leng for a second, back to God, angry stare Huo tingshen: "ignore you."
"I feed you." Huo tingshen brings wonton to someone's mouth.
His fingers are slender, holding a spoon to feed her. Occasionally, his fingers sweep her lips. An can't help blushing and swallowing wonton into her stomach.
He fed one and she ate one. After a while, she ate a bowl of wonton.
"I'm full." Ann pushes away the spoon, covers his mouth and stares at him. What's the meaning of this man holding up his bowl again? Do you really take her as a pig?
Huo tingshen said with a smile, "now it's your turn to feed me, madam."
Ann blushed and murmured, "eat it yourself."
Come on, come on, weird.
"You feed me."
"I'll... Feed you." Ann was defeated by huoting's affectionate gaze.
Huo Ting deep into a wonton, a smile on the face of satisfaction: "small feed wonton taste really good."
The corner of an's mouth smoked, secretly counted the remaining wonton, took a deep breath, and began to find a topic to divert their attention, "how's Xie Yu?"
"The morning after tomorrow." Huo Ting deeply narrowed his eyes. His eyes were complicated. "It's better to leave here for the time being."
Ann nodded: "it's just that the environment there is not as good as here. I don't know if he can get used to it."
"I asked for it." Huo Ting snorted coldly, and suddenly said solemnly, "I'll let him bring you diamonds."
Ann nodded, "I think it's a good idea."
Still can say such words, prove court deep still admit Xie Yu this elder brother, very good.
The dark night covers the noise of the day, but there are still many people who refuse to be stable.
"Work with me? What chips does Huo always have? " Wu Yue put his finger on his knee, tapped a few times and then stopped. "As far as I know, both your father and aunt value Huo tingshen more."
Huo Haoyan's eyes were sinister: "of course, I have my own chips, which are enough to make Huo tingshen dare not fight me."
"Tell me." Wu Yue suddenly came to the interest, looking at Huo Haoyan, "I have never done loss business, I always want to see Huo's strength, just good bet."
Huo Haoyan grabbed the document at hand and threw it. Wu Yue seized it, opened it and turned two pages. His face was even more smiling: "where is mu Meichen?"
If really can hold wood beautiful Chen, really no better.
"Since it's my most important weight, how can I give it to you easily?" Huo Hao Yan squinted, "how, can we cooperate now?"
Wu Yue narrowed his eyes: "I'll give you an answer in two days."
After leaving Wuyue villa, Huo Haoyan drives straight to Tian Yunyue's house. Since Huo Zhenting drives her out, Tian Yunyue lives in Huo Haoyan's villa. She plays cards and drinks every day. She is free and unrestrained.
When Huo Haoyan pushes the door in, Tian Yunyue is playing mahjong in the chess and card room. In the hall on the first floor, you can hear the "Hua La Hua" sound from upstairs.
For a moment, he just felt like there was a fine needle in the temple, fidgeting to loosen his tie.
Half an hour later, Tian Yunyue went downstairs to pour water. When she saw her son sitting on the sofa in the living room, she was startled: "when did you come?"
"At the end of half an hour, let those people go." Huo Haoyan looked at the time and said impatiently, "I have something to talk to you."
Tian Yunyue is not happy should be a, turned upstairs, "Hua La Hua" sound continues to stimulate Huo Haoyan's eardrum.
An hour and a half later, Tian Yunyue came downstairs with a group of colorful old Xu Niang.
"Tut Tut, this is your son. He's very good-looking!"
"Let's go, let's come another day."
Seeing off, Tian Yunyue closed the door and saw Huo Haoyan with a black face, squinting: "what can I do for you?"
"I don't object to your playing. Look at the time!" Huo Haoyan's anger burst out, "your grandson just died. Is it suitable for you to play so hi?"
Tian Yunyue sat down on the sofa and said with a sneer, "you're still alive."
Her son, she knows.
Huo Haoyan's face suddenly became very ugly. After a while, he came to the point: "help me find mu Meichen."
"I don't know where she is. You've known that for a long time." Tian Yunyue said impatiently, "maybe he has already died there."
Huo Hao Yan pressed down the tumultuous anger and buttoned his finger on his knee: "help me find mu Meichen. I'll help you go back to Huo's home."
Tian Yunyue was stunned when she heard the speech, and then her face was very blue, "pa" patted on the table. Because of her rage, her facial features were distorted: "you are really my good son!"
Why wait until now, since she has the ability to help her return to Huo's home?
"Do you agree or not?" Huo Haoyan some impatient, "Mom, I'm your own son, help me have so difficult?"
Tian Yunyue's face was livid and he said, "OK, I'll help you, son!"
She deliberately bit the last two words, nail pinched into the meat, suddenly did not feel pain.
After getting a satisfactory reply, Huo Haoyan got up and prepared to leave. He walked to the door, turned his back to Tian Yunyue and said, "I really don't know if you are my mother or not. You have to make an offer to help me."
With that, he opened the door and left.
Tian Yunyue, in the dark, staggers and falls on the sofa, holding the tassel on the sofa with his fingers: "son, you are really my good son!"
Huo's old house, the old man can't stand the stimulation, hospitalized, empty home, not angry.
"Give me my child back!" Lin Miaomiao rushes out with his hair on his head, grabs the five finger blood way on Huo Haoyan's face, and fights him with scarlet eyes, "you devil, my son! Give back my son
She had already thought about how to get rid of Huo Haoyan, but before she could carry out the plan, her son died, and suddenly died
"Go away!" Huo Haoyan pushed away Lin Miaomiao, covered his injured face, and his eyes were full of evil. "Huo tingshen and an killed your son! Have the ability to get revenge on them! Get out of here! Get out of here now
He went into the living room with a black face, ignoring Lin Miaomiao who would lie on the ground and wail.
……
The next day, an and Bai Jie met in the public cemetery. The drizzle was flying and the wet air was around them, which made people feel inexplicably bad.
"Xiaoyu, I hope your life will be simpler in the next life." Bai Jie put a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.
Ann is looking at the picture on the tombstone. She is in a very complicated mood, but she doesn't know what to say. She can only stand quietly, and many years of the past roar in her mind.
The police have not found the body, they can only find Su Meiwei's clothes buried, also can be regarded as a clothes grave.
"Let's see the old lady." Ann said.
Bai Jie nodded: "good."
They just drove away. A man in a red windbreaker, big sunglasses and a mask walked over and stood in front of the tombstone for a long time before leaving.