Huo Yan is a poison wrapped in honey. It was sweet at the beginning, so I couldn't help but forget that it was a poison. I kept eating it. In the end, the honey was gone, and the bitterness, hotness and astringency of the poison came out. When he came up, his voice became hoarse and his intestines were pierced, which can be summed up in more than one word.

There is no medicine for regret in this world. Since Lu Qiao could not resist the temptation and had already taken this poison, he should be responsible for the consequences.

Slowly leaning against the wall and standing up, Lu Qiao walked to the desk and sat down, rummaged through the drawer to find out the cigarette case, his fingers trembled nervously, and started to smoke.

The phone vibrated twice, Lu Qiao didn't see who sent the text message, so he clicked on it.

A series of numbers, I don't know what it expresses.

Only then did Lu Qiao realize that it was a text message from Huo Yan.

I don't want to reply, but my fingers have already moved before my thoughts, so I asked him to say hello.

Huo Yan called directly, and the first sentence was, "Lu Qiao, it turns out that you were more disgusting than I imagined."

Totally confusing.

Feeling unstable, Lu Qiao scolded directly, "Huo Yan, are you sick?"

"Cheat, and ask my mother what so-called breakup fee?"

Huo Yan's voice was colder than ever, "300 million, the cost is high enough for you to fall in love with me. It's for sale. I don't know how many men I've slept with. Do you have any self-knowledge? 300 million? Are you worthy of such a high price?"

How mean must you be to her to say such a thing?

It's for sale, I don't know how many men I've slept with...

Is the man who held her on the tip of his heart and kept saying that he wanted to protect her dead?
The current Huo Yan is occupied by demons, is he just a monster in human skin?

The sunlight poured down through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the autumn tiger swept in. Every ray of light seemed to be covered with poison, corroding the skin and flesh, and the pain was so painful that people could not speak.

Lu Qiao's voice was hoarse, "Is this what Si Yun'an told you?"

At this time, she can still laugh, "She said, I asked her for the 300 million on my own initiative?"

Breath-like laughter came out from deep in the throat, and the breathing of a drowning person was painful, "Huo Yan, you are really blind, you can believe whatever she says, why are you so obedient, then what God, if she asks you to jump off a building, will you obediently go too?"

In this world, there has never been any empathy. Huo Yan could not feel her pain and was indifferent.

"The text message is the card number, 300 million, how did you get it, how did you spit it out, you are not qualified to take this money."

Did he think she would be happy to take the money?

Is the money from his Huo family sweeter than other places or something?
Eligibility?
If it's really about qualifications, he, Huo Yan, is the least qualified person to say that.

She doesn't owe the Huo family, but the Huo family owes her a lot.

He really thought that she would be free and easy after taking the money back then?
how is this possible.

How could Si Yun'an be so kind.

then……

Forget it, don't mention anything back then, she never wants to think about that past again.

Sadness and anger flooded in her heart, Lu Qiao's smile became more and more beautiful, the flowers blooming to the extreme were too beautiful to behold.

But no one knows that if it is at its peak, it will decline. When it reaches its peak, the flower will wither quickly afterward, and what kind of rot will it look like in the end.

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