His wife's pregnancy bump disappeared, and Mr. Huo was going crazy missing her.

"Mr. Huo, is your headache acting up again?"

Chen Ke parked the car on the side of the road.

He took out a medicine box, poured out a few pills, and handed them to Huo Yanbei. "The doctor warned that with your condition, the worst thing you can do is overthink."

After taking the medicine, Huo Yanbei felt better after a while, and his headache symptoms lessened somewhat.

After the car drove off again, Chen Ke, trembling with fear, advised, "President Huo, even the firefighters confirmed back then that Miss Huo Wu couldn't be rescued. Why keep dwelling on the past..."

"I'd rather she lived and hated me than believe she's dead..."

Huo Yanbei slumped back in his chair, looking dejected.

His long, slender hand rested on his eyebrows and eyes, concealing the glistening moisture overflowing from the corners of his bloodshot eyes.

Like a dying beast, he said weakly, "Awu must not be dead..."

Chen Ke sighed.

Mr. Huo has always felt guilty about Miss Huo Wu's death.

Whenever I encounter a girl like Ms. Huo Wu, I pay attention to her and try to get closer to her.

We tried every possible way to verify it.

Even though the police had already issued a death certificate for Ms. Huo Wu, he still stubbornly searched the world for girls who resembled her.

Chen Ke guessed that the reason President Huo specifically requested Attorney Qiao to join Huo's Group was partly because she bore a resemblance to Miss Huo Wu...

……

More than half an hour later.

The Rolls-Royce was parked outside the police station.

Song Chen walked out of the police station.

He only spent three days in the detention center, and he lost a lot of weight.

My hair is all messy.

His face was still bruised.

The arrogant and domineering attitude of the past is gone.

Upon seeing Huo Yanbei, she cried out "Brother-in-law" in a tearful voice, then quickly walked over and was about to give him a bear hug when the man stepped aside to avoid her.

"Get in the car."

His voice was indifferent and devoid of emotion.

Song Chen didn't care.

His brother-in-law is cold to everyone.

After getting on the bus, he started complaining, "Brother-in-law, you've finally come to my rescue! Do you know how I've been living inside these past few days?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the bruises on his face, "There were two bastards inside who dared to hit me. One day I'll drag them out and kill them both!"

Huo Yanbei rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it, ignoring him.

Song Chen was used to his brother-in-law's cold nature, so he pestered him, "Brother-in-law, I heard from the police that Qiao Mian signed a settlement agreement before I was released?"

"Um."

"That damned woman, she's smart to know what's good for her."

Song Chen gritted his teeth: "However, she caused my bar to be shut down for rectification and then put me in jail. I will definitely get my revenge..."

"She's a lawyer, stay away from her."

The man interrupted him.

"Lawyer...?"

It took Song Chen a while to process what she was seeing before he realized, "So she worked part-time at my bar just to secretly film videos? That bitch! I... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Chen cried out in surprise.

The cigarette that Huo Yanbei hadn't yet extinguished between his fingers was stubbed out on the back of Song Chen's hand.

"Sister...Brother-in-law! It hurts!"

Song Chen squealed and cried out.

After Huo Yanbei released his grip, he instructed Chen Ke, "Tell him to get out of there."

"Yes."

Chen Ke quickly stopped the car.

Song Chen shook his hand, which was blistered from the burn, and glanced out the car window. "Brother-in-law, this is an elevated highway. How can you bear to leave me here?"

"Do you want me to kick you down?"

The man's already serious and handsome face showed even more impatience. Song Chen shrank back and opened the car door to get out.

"Brother-in-law, I..."

He wanted to say something more conciliatory, but the Rolls-Royce had already sped away.

"Brother-in-law, when my sister comes back from abroad, I'm going to tell everyone about you!"

Song Chen glared at the departing taillights and kicked the guardrail in anger.

But it was in so much pain that it grimaced and cried out.

He opened his phone and sent a WeChat voice message to his sister, Song Man.

[Sister, help! If you don't come back soon, my brother-in-law's soul will be stolen by a dead woman!]

He hadn't forgotten the scene at the police station that day when Huo Yanbei carried that bitch out of the mediation room.

For some reason, he always felt that his brother-in-law seemed very nervous about that woman.

In any case, all of this was caused by Qiao Mian!

He was so angry that sparks flew from his teeth.

So what if she's a lawyer?

He'll get his revenge sooner or later!

If she dares to seduce her brother-in-law, I'll kill her!

……

Six o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Mian picked the children up from kindergarten.

I was planning to lie in bed and doze off for a while before making dinner.

I didn't expect that when I woke up it was already almost eight o'clock.

The children are still hungry.

She hurriedly got out of bed.

Unexpectedly, upon leaving the bedroom, I found my three little ones busy cooking in the kitchen.

Qiao Mucheng was placing a plate of fried eggs on the dining table.

Qiao Muyue, standing on a stool, was cooking noodles around the stove.

Qiao Muxin was holding a kitchen knife, clumsily cutting tomatoes with both of her small hands.

The washed greens were placed in the drain basket next to it.

The three little ones were busy in an orderly fashion.

Qiao Mian felt a pang of heartache after watching for a while.

She hurriedly went into the narrow kitchen on the balcony, took the cleaver from Qiao Muxin's hand, and lifted her off the stool with one hand.

"Xin Xin, it's dangerous to hold a knife. Be careful not to cut yourself."

After saying that, she lifted Qiao Muyue off the stool again: "Xiaoyue, Mom will cook dinner from now on. You're still young, don't burn yourself."

Qiao Muyue: "My brother said that Mom has been particularly tired lately, so he wants her to sleep a little longer. Besides, making dinner is very simple."

As she spoke, she pointed to the boiling noodles in the pot, "Mom, look, the noodles I cooked didn't clump together."

Qiao Mian felt a lump in her throat.

She turned her back, quietly wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes, lowered her head, and turned off the stove.

Then, scoop out the noodles and divide them into four bowls.

He also stir-fried a tomato sauce and served four bowls of hot noodle soup to the table.

Watching her three little ones eat with relish, she earnestly instructed them, "From now on, Mommy will make dinner for you every day on time. You're still young, so you don't need to do any housework."

Qiao Mucheng scooped his own egg into his mother's bowl: "Ms. Qiao Mian, you're already exhausted and have panda eyes. You're just trying to be strong."

Qiao Muxin snuggled into her mother's arms: "Mom, we really can take care of ourselves."

Qiao Muyue pushed his glass of milk in front of his mother: "That's right, Mom, we can not only cook, but also do laundry."

"The teacher also said that children should help their parents with housework at home and be sensible and filial children."

Seeing how sensible the children were, Qiao Mian felt extremely sad.

At the same time, it motivates her to work harder to earn money.

Thinking of all this, she secretly wiped away a tear.

After finishing her meal, she changed into a men's black windbreaker suit.

The design is loose and oversized, completely covering up a woman's figure to accentuate her features.

Wearing a black helmet and a black mask.

And windproof goggles.

Fully armed, with only a few strands of hair showing.

If he doesn't speak, you'd think he's a boy.

Whenever she delivers food at night, she disguises herself as a man to avoid a lot of trouble.

"Mom, can you take me with you when you go out to deliver food? I can help you."

Qiao Muxin asked.