Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Xiao Although's emotions collapsed all of a sudden, he hugged Lu Qiao and cried loudly, repeating it over and over again.

"Mom, I miss you too, Suibao really misses you."

I don't know how long I cried, but although Xiao fell asleep sobbing, after falling asleep, he still felt very insecure, holding on to Lu Qiao's clothes tightly, as if he was afraid that if he didn't hold on tightly, she would disappear in the next second.

Lu Qiao gently patted Xiao Although on the back, soothing him to sleep.

The morning sun is warm, quiet and peaceful. The leaves are shaken by the wind and rustle. The light spots cast on the bedroom floor through the window are also changing from time to time. Everything is quiet and beautiful.

Today should be a nice day...

A villa in the suburbs.

In the master bedroom, the dark curtains were drawn to block the sunlight outside the window, and the room was dark.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and smoke, and it was extremely cloudy.

A man sat on the ground surrounded by empty wine bottles and an ashtray full of cigarette butts.

I don't know how long it has been like this, stubble has grown on his chin, his hair is messed up, his eyes are full of blood, and his whole person is completely decadent, completely different from the elegant and handsome appearance in suits and leather shoes in the company in the past.

In the darkness, it seems that time has become meaningless, and it is so quiet that it makes people panic.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Young Master Huo, Miss Wen has called you several times. Please come out and answer the phone."

He raised his head and drank a big sip of wine, the strong wine burned his throat, he said hoarsely: "No, you tell her I'm in a meeting, it's not convenient to answer her call."

"Okay, Young Master Huo."

The room was quiet again. Huo Yan drank a bottle of wine until there was no more drop of wine in the bottle, and he threw the bottle out forcefully.

The glass wine bottle slammed into the door, let out a scream, and fell to pieces in an instant.

Near it, there are already many fragments of wine bottles like it, silently explaining that this man is in an extremely bad mood right now.

In the Huo Group, Wen Ran stood outside the CEO's office, and through the transparent glass door, he saw that there was no one there.

She closed her fingers silently.

Standing quietly at the door for a long time, then turned around, twitched the corner of his mouth and said to Huo Yan's secretary, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I won't stay here and wait for him, this soup, please wait for him to come back Afterwards, help pass it on to him, remember to let him drink it."

Huo Yan's secretary took the thermos, "Good Miss Wen."

"Well, sorry to trouble you, goodbye."

"No trouble, it's my job...Miss Wen, go slowly."

Holding on to her smile, Wen Ran turned around and left with some stiff steps, and took the elevator. She looked at the haggard face reflected in the elevator, and suddenly shed tears.

A Yan, you once promised me that you will never use the excuse of being busy to perfuse me.

It's only been two years, so why did it change?

Is it because eternity is too short, or is it because people's hearts are fickle?

Ah Yan, can you tell me the answer?

Three days later, in Yi's hospital, seeing the watch on his wrist, it was almost time to get off work. Yi Zhi got up and hurried to the information desk downstairs, "Xiao Li, my brother Huo hasn't come yet. ?"

The girl named Xiao Li glanced out the door, and said, "Second Young Master, no, I've been standing here on duty since noon, and I haven't seen Mr. Huo come."