Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Yun Xuefei lowered her eyes.

"Xue Fei..." Huo Yanzhao held her hand to her lips and kissed gently, "Everything will pass, I promise."

"No." Yun Xuefei suddenly broke free with him, shaking his body, "Yan Zhao, there is no chance."

"Who said there is no chance anymore! Xue Fei, we..." Huo Yanzhao eagerly wanted to catch her hand, but Yun Xuefei suddenly burst out, pushed him away violently, and then opened tremblingly Laptop.

Soon, the screen turned on, and Huo Yanzhao saw the photo on the screen.

Suddenly he felt that all his blood was evacuated!

"After we came back from the hospital last night, I received this..." Yun Xuefei murmured, "I keep telling myself that the photos in this chapter are PS, and I tried many ways to verify, but the final result told Me, this picture is real, no one touched it..."

Huo Yanzhao closed the laptop with a "snap" and his muscles were tight and trembling: "Xue Fei, don't look!"

"It's useless, I've seen it." Her voice was bitter and lingering, "From last night to now, this picture has been in my mind... I told myself that maybe this picture is P, but it is No. So I can only keep drawing design drawings and drawing, so as to temporarily forget..."

Her voice was hoarse, and the deep, dark pupils showed the fragility and daze of the little girl: "Yan Zhao, you tell me... what should I do..."

Huo Yanzhao suddenly gave birth to a huge panic and despair.

This panic and despair never came when Xue Fei knew the truth, and when she filed for divorce, but at this moment... he suddenly shivered uncontrollably.

It's like...the world is hindering them, step by step, ring by ring...

He finally found the woman Sun Qiaoran, but his mother didn't know where to find the truth and took her rhythm.

Then, Xue Fei received another photo... photos of him and Sun Qiaoran.

In the photo, he closed his eyes and apparently slept to death, and Sun Qiaoran lay on his body... not a very explicit photo, but it was enough to explain everything.

Huo Yanzhao suddenly understood that if he did not let go, all this would not end. This incident will always torment her, Sun Qiaoran's existence or the child's existence... all made a wound in her heart.

This time it was a photo, so what next time? Video recording?

Huo Yanzhao gritted his teeth and filled his chest with not only regret but hatred!

Perhaps only when he and Xue Fei separated, the pusher behind him would surface.

Thinking of this, Huo Yanzhao suddenly laughed hoarsely.

He put her in his arms hard: "Xue Fei, don't torture yourself... Tell me, how can I make you feel better, no matter what the request is, I... promise you."

Yun Xuefei leaned against his chest, tears slipping unconsciously.

Her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything. That day she could speak of divorce under impulsive circumstances because she knew that Huo Yanzhao would not agree. But now she couldn't say anything, because she suddenly realized that this time, he would really agree.