The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 163 Men's Confrontation (3)

"Young Master Qiao?" Seeing Qiao An lost his mind, Huo Qirui shook the document in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"I believe that a woman who can call your name in a dream has loved you. But only loved you."

The information in his hand was suddenly torn into pieces by Huo Qirui slowly, and finally turned into pieces.

"After love, there will be no traces. Unlike the piece of paper in my hand, even after many years, it will still be as clear as yesterday. Am I right?"

Huo Qirui had a sinister and sinister smile on his stern face.

He doesn't need to do anything.

Just throwing a newspaper like this at random is enough to make this evenly matched opponent lose the wind immediately.

Joan kept staring at the scrap of paper in his hand, without speaking.

The setting sun shines through the large floor-to-ceiling windows on Joan's ashen face.

he knows.

This game, I can't win by myself.I dare not win.

Huo Qirui raised his arms, the pieces of paper in his palm fell down one after another, and he turned around to leave.

"Mr. Huo." Qiao An suddenly stopped him, "Don't hurt her, or I won't be polite..."

Huo Qirui glanced at him with uncertain eyes, hooked his lips and smiled and left.

Even the sunlight outside is so soft on Joan, he really deserves the best woman in the world.

If he hadn't held his life gate in his own hands, he wouldn't even be sure that he would win against such a noble man.

Unfortunately, fate played tricks on him.

In other words, he loved someone he couldn't love.

Seven districts of Yunjingshan.

Du Liangchen felt groggy when he woke up in the morning.

Even though I slept well last night, I still felt weak all over, and my eyes were always so sleepy that I wanted to take a nap.

Maybe it was because he stayed at home for too long recently, so Du Liangchen forced himself to go to the gazebo in the garden.

Huo Qirui didn't go back to the company after leaving the Langchao clubhouse, and drove back to District directly.

"Sir, come back so early today?" Mama Zhang saw Huo Qirui parked the car at the door.

"Where is the person?" Huo Qirui asked when he went up to the second floor and found that there was no shadow of Du Liangchen.

"Miss Du is in the garden." Zhang Ma pointed to the location in the gazebo outside.

In the gazebo, Du Liangchen leaned on the lacquered wooden table with his arms under his head and stared quietly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Huo Qirui gently pinched her ears, leaned down and said.

Du Liangchen didn't even move as if he didn't hear it.

"Good girl, get up. Go back to your room and sleep."

Huo Qirui reached out and lifted Du Liangchen's head. As soon as he let go, his little head immediately stuck to his arm weakly.

It was only then that Huo Qirui realized that there seemed to be something wrong...

"Hey! Du Liangchen! Wake up..." Huo Qirui picked her up from the chair, and suddenly felt that the woman in his arms was like a lifeless doll...

"Mother Zhang! Call the doctor quickly!" Huo Qirui told Zhang Ma while striding upstairs with Du Liangchen in his arms.

"Damn woman! Wake me up!" Huo Qirui pinched Du Liangchen's face vigorously, but there was still no response.

Carefully, I tried my forehead with my hand, but there was no feeling of fever.

in the study.

The stern figure paced back and forth in the room...

My heart seemed to be pulled up by a thin rope, tense...

He hasn't felt this restless feeling for a long time...

(End of this chapter)