She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 874 You'd better not read it

Even if it hasn't been cleaned up, this place should be empty.

He had seen Song Lishu's room several times, and there were hardly any of her things in it. The bed was always neatly made, and the dressing table, which should be filled with all kinds of high-end skin care products and jewelry, was always empty.

She lived here like a passer-by, ready to leave at any time and try not to leave any trace of herself.

Everyone knows that she was once an insignificant servant in the Huo family. She was greedy for fame and fortune, so she went to great lengths to climb into his bed.

But after getting married, what did she covet? Huo Baiyuan couldn't remember for a moment. It seemed that she knew he hated her, so she always tried to avoid him. Even in front of him, she tried to make herself as transparent as air.

Huo Baiyuan could no longer recall any more memories about her because he didn't care about her. Even if she died in front of him, he probably wouldn't even look at her.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the breeze was blowing the branches.

The restaurant was quiet with only the sound of elegant music.

Huo Baiyuan was holding a knife and fork, slowly cutting the steak on the plate, but his eyes were looking out the floor-to-ceiling window with a dazed expression.

"Bai Yuan?"

The exquisitely dressed woman opposite called out softly.

Huo Baiyuan came back to his senses, looked at the woman, and asked expressionlessly: "What did you just say?"

Miss Shu smiled shyly: "I'm asking when Uncle Huo will be back."

Huo Baiyuan replied: "Next month, the engagement ceremony should also be held next month."

He was very businesslike, as if he was just finishing his work. After replying, he turned his head and looked out the window, staring at the tender leaves on the branches, lost in thought. Miss Shu stared straight at Huo Baiyuan's stern profile.

It seemed that he had been absent-minded since they met and sat down to eat. He hardly spoke to her and always looked cold and indifferent.

Miss Shu thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Are you... still sad?"

Huo Baiyuan turned his eyes and glanced at her: "What are you sad about?"

"It's about your...wife's death."

Hearing this, Huo Baiyuan's expression changed, and then a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "There's nothing to be sad about."

Miss Shu breathed a sigh of relief. She actually thought that Huo Baiyuan liked that woman and would be sad because of her death. How could this be possible?
In the afternoon, outside the Shu family villa, Miss Shu got out of Huo Baiyuan's car and smiled at Huo Baiyuan in the car: "I will tell my father about the arrangements for the engagement. This month, my father will also arrange a meeting with Uncle Huo."

Huo Baiyuan nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

As soon as they returned to the Huo family, Huo Baiyuan walked into the hall. Qin Miao got up from the sofa and hurried to Huo Baiyuan, holding a laptop in his hand, looking a little panicked: "Master, the surveillance footage has been found."

Huo Baiyuan was about to reach out to take the notebook in Qin Miao's hand.

Qin Miao dodged back a bit.

Huo Baiyuan looked at Qin Miao in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Qin Miao opened his mouth and hesitated several times, as if he had something to hide. His face was very strange, and he looked a little panicked and unbelievable. He stammered, "I think... you'd better not look at it. It's better for you... you don't know about the man who lives with the eldest young lady..."

(End of this chapter)