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One of the female reporters trembled in shock and said, "Is he crazy?"

"What the hell?" Zhang Da sneered, his pupils turned as he said to his assistant, "What are you still standing there for? Continue to film! "

He let go of Gu Lan Qing and looked at her wedding dress, which was tinged with red. Her petite body hugged the tombstone tightly as she muttered, "Baby, don't be afraid. Mom's here. No one can hurt you with your mother around. "Don't be afraid …"

"You will have your retribution!" Huo Zichen trembled all over, then rushed forward to hug Gu Lanqing.

When Zhang Da saw this scene, his eyes lit up. He took out his cell phone and recorded the scene. He began to edit the scene — it was shocking! Late into the night, Gu Lanqing was wearing a wedding dress with Huo Zichen, playing a love-love game in front of the grave.

Once posted, the netizens who were paying attention to the situation immediately began commenting.

[Fishes that Eat Cats]: What the f * ck, what's your name on the grave? If you can do it, go to the grave and do it! This was definitely his mother's love!

[Big Sis is so beautiful]: It destroys all good looks. Could it be that Gu Lanqing and Huo Zichao were really going to rekindle their old feelings? But isn't it too heavy to burn on the grave? And playing alphabet. This world is too messy, I am just a baby, the baby does not understand.

[Little Erlang'er]: Where's Director Huo? Your wife and your cousin's grave love each other, and you don't care? In love with a wild horse, so planted on his own head?

Zhang Da commented with a proud smile, "Tsk tsk, I'm really a fucking genius!"

"Brother Zhang, let's go." The assistant swallowed.

The rain had stopped some time ago.

Gu Lanqing couldn't stop muttering, "Baby, mom's over here …"

The gentle tone made him feel goosebumps all over his body.

Little Eye kept looking at the tombstones.

He kept having the feeling that there was a tiny figure hidden behind the tombstone, peeping at them.

"Leave what? I haven't dug a grave yet. " Zhang Da was slightly unwilling.

"Enough. Don't go too far. " One of the veterans stopped Zhang Da and jokingly scolded, "Are you really not afraid that this brat will come find you at night?"

"What the hell? If there really was a ghost in this world, then what was the use of laws? "Those evil people have long been scared to death by ghosts." Zhang Dazhen made his case.

"Then don't dig. If we really have to dig it up, then the public will definitely attack us without any shame. " Senior Doggie analyzed rationally.

"Alright then." Zhang Da gave up.

Looking at Gu Lanqing who was hugging the tombstone and mumbling, he rolled her eyes and shouted, "Gu Lanqing, if you want to hate someone, don't hate us! After all, Huo Dong is the leader of the entertainment industry. He must have suspected that the child was not his. The reason he previously announced that she wanted to marry you was because he wanted to take revenge on you. I will lift you up high and throw you down viciously! "

"Scram!" Hearing that, Huo Zichao's body shuddered. He grabbed the shovel and swung it towards Zhang Da.

Zhang Da quickly stepped aside and left with the other reporters.

Huo Zi Chen lowered his head and looked at Gu Lan Qing. His long and narrow eyes were filled with light as he said, "Qing Qing, I was wrong." I really shouldn't have agreed. You and Huo Yan are together! I was wrong! "

As for Gu Lanqing, she acted as if she hadn't heard anything as she continued hugging the tombstone.

When Huo Yan arrived at the cemetery, the dark clouds had dispersed and the moonlight was like water on the ground.

What was reflected in his eyes was Gu Lanyi nestling against the tombstone. The smile on her small face was gentle and quiet as she whispered to each other about something.

His expression made Huo Yan feel as if his heart had been viciously stung by a scorpion's tail. He was in so much pain that he almost couldn't breathe.

He walked quickly.

Crouching beside Gu Lanqing, Huo Zichao said in a begging tone, "Qingqing, consider it my begging." Shall we go? Believe me, I will have my bodyguards come here and keep watch over this tomb 24 hours a day, so no one is allowed to disturb me. "

Guarding the tomb?

Huo Yan couldn't help but shudder.

Looking around, there was a shovel lying not far from Gu Lanqing.

Looking more carefully at Lan Qing, her wedding dress was full of scarlet spots. Her slender wrists were swollen high up in the air, twisted abnormally. One look and it was obvious that she had been dislocated.

He didn't dare to think about what had happened in the cemetery.

His eyes began to burn. This was the first time he had cried since the death of his parents.

He quickened his pace and hoarsely said, "Qing Qing, I'm here. I'm sorry I'm too late. "

Huo Zichen, who had been comforting Gu Lanqing in a low voice, stood up when he heard Huo Yan's voice, "Huo Yan, you dare to come!"

Flames flickered in his eyes as he raised his fist and viciously smashed it into Huo Yan's face.

Huo Yan didn't even bother to dodge as he forcefully received the fist. The corner of his mouth was broken, and blood flowed out.

"It's all because you've harmed Qingqing to such a degree, you still have the face to appear here!" When he saw that Huo Yan did not retaliate, he threw another attack at Huo Yan.

This time, Huo Yan didn't allow him to hit him. He gripped his fist, and in his bloodshot eyes, there was actually a pleading look. "Don't fight here." Right now, the most important thing was to bring Qing Qing away. She was hurt and it was raining again. "Her body hasn't recovered yet …"

He was a bit incoherent.

He did not explain when faced with Huo Zichen's accusation.

Indeed, he did not protect Qingqing well. Even though he knew that his aunt had ill intentions towards Qingqing, he was still tricked by her into returning to the villa.

"I don't need you to pretend to be here! If you really want to be nice to her, then scram! " Huo Zichen grabbed Huo Yan's collar and pushed him, then pointed at the exit of the cemetery and said sternly.

Huo Yan frowned. "Do you want me to leave and let you keep Qing Qing in the cemetery?"

When did this young master finally understand how to take care of a person?

"What methods are good for Qingqing? I don't need you to teach me." Huo Zichen turned angry out of embarrassment.

"All of you shut up. "You made a fuss about my baby!" Gu Lanqing, who had been smiling gently, suddenly spoke harshly.

Baby?

Huo Yan's heart trembled.

Then, he saw Gu Lanqing who was half-kneeling in front of the tombstone. He stood up with a panicked look on his face, and ran towards the depths of the cemetery, sobbing, "Baby, don't go! Mom's here! "Don't go!"

Baby?

Huo Yan didn't have time to be shocked by Gu Lan Qing's words, and his eyes filled with great fear.

The small figure in front of him, the wedding dress, had already been dyed red with blood, looking like a shadow of death.

"She's injured! You let her bleed! Huo Zichen, are you going to kill her? " Huo Yan roared, and kicked Huo Zichao's lower abdomen, which was blocking his path.

Huo Zi Chen's blood was boiling as he looked at Gu Lan Qing's wedding dress.

He trembled all over and said in panic, "I don't know …"

Huo Yan ran towards Gu Lan Qing. Gu Lan Qing's voice was choked with despair. "Baby, don't go …" "Don't leave me again …"

Then, as if all the strength in her body had been transferred, she fell limply to the ground.

"Qingqing!" Huo Yan shouted in panic. He quickly ran to Gu Lan Qing's side and picked her up.

His hand touched the back of her head, which was covered in blood.