Billionaire Husband Spoils His Wife Too Much

Feeling that his professional level was being challenged again, Professor Huang took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"Mr. Huo, why don't we change places? Treatment requires an environment that is absolutely familiar to you."

Huo Yuting thought for a while, then got up from the sofa, "Let's go to the bedroom."

Mr. Shen and Su Cizheng were waiting outside the door, and when they heard the door opening, they immediately lifted their spirits.

"How about it?"

Seeing Huo Yuting and Professor Huang coming out, they hurriedly asked.

Professor Huang shook his head in frustration, "There is no progress yet, so I plan to change to a place that Mr. Huo is familiar with."

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Huo Yuting walked up to Su Ci, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, soothing her softly.

After entering the bedroom, Huo Yuting lay on the bed, and Professor Huang started hypnotherapy again.

Before closing his eyes, he specially brought Su Ci's usual pillow over.

There was a faint fragrance on her pillow, a very familiar and reassuring fragrance, mixed with a fruity aroma.

It smells good.

It also quickly made Huo Yuting let go of his guard.

Professor Huang was surprised to find that Huo Yuting didn't suddenly open his eyes this time, and everything went smoothly.

However, halfway through the hypnotherapy, Huo Yuting on the bed suddenly frowned, and his thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

It's like remembering something bad.

Professor Huang slowly leaned over and carefully observed his reaction.

"What did you see? Can you tell me?"

Huo Yuting probably heard his words, his eyebrows twitched, but he didn't speak.

Professor Huang took his resistance into his eyes and continued to induce, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to help you, tell me, what did you see?"

"The abyss, the endless abyss..."

At this moment, Huo Yuting was plunged into darkness.

He stood in an extremely empty place, the entire sky was gloomy, and there was no light to be seen.

He stood there motionless, looking around vigilantly.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a cry of a child. The cry was very weak, but it made his heart beat hard.

He walked towards the source of the sound, and the further he walked, the more obvious the crying became.

Finally, he saw a child about two or three years old on the edge of a cliff.

The child curled himself up into a ball, squatting on the edge of the cliff, and with a slight movement, he could slide down.

Huo Yuting walked over, squatted in front of him and asked curiously: "Why are you crying?"

The little boy suddenly raised his head, his dark and bright eyes were filled with water, "Mom... since you don't love me, why did you give birth to me?"

Huo Yuting's heart sank suddenly, and he followed the little boy's gaze to look behind him.

He saw a familiar person, who was wearing an exquisite dark green cheongsam, with an elegant and dignified temperament and a myriad of manners.

Ruan Jinglan?

The name suddenly popped up in her heart, and in the next second, Ruan Jinglan's originally calm expression suddenly changed, and she rushed towards him ferociously.

"Why don't you die? I would rather not have your son!"

"Why don't you die?"

In the next life, Huo Yuting stretched out his hand to resist Ruan Jinglan's attack, but found that his hand was empty.

When he turned his head, he saw the little boy leaning back and jumping off the cliff.

He was taken aback immediately, and wanted to reach out to pull him, but he still only caught a ball of air in his hand.

He could only watch helplessly as the little boy fell further and further away from him.

Below the cliff is an abyss, and the boundless darkness seems to swallow him up.

Before he could react, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, turning into an orphanage.

Huo Yuting looked at the surrounding environment, his heart sank again, and he ran towards the inside with his long legs.

Sure enough, a group of boys were seen under the basketball hoop in the small square.

At this moment, they were surrounding a little boy about two or three years old, punching and kicking him.

It was obviously the most innocent voice, but the words he said were like hell.

"Hit him, his father is a murderer and mentally ill, his mother is a vixen who destroys other people's families!"

"My mother said that some things are inherited, and he must be a murderer when he grows up!"

"Murderer, kill the murderer!"

The little boy surrounded in the middle lay on the ground, curled himself up into a ball, and held his head tightly with his hands.

There were bursts of severe pain in his body, but he still gritted his teeth to prevent himself from exhaling in pain.

I thought in my heart, when they had enough fights, it would be fine...

Be patient.

Just be patient.

After an unknown amount of time, the group of children finally got tired and left one after another.

The little boy was weakly paralyzed on the ground, his exposed skin was covered with wounds, almost no intact skin could be seen.

Huo Yuting watched this scene helplessly, his hands clenched into fists.

The little boy seemed to have sensed something, and slowly opened his eyes, showing him a weak smile.

"Does it hurt?"

Knowing that he would hear, but still asked.

The little boy struggled to get up, but fell back again and again.

He gritted his teeth and struggled, "I can't cry, I can't admit defeat..."

Can't cry, can't admit defeat...

Huo Yuting's heart ached and he lifted his heels up.

The memory was his, so he knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Just today, a big man will come to the orphanage and choose one of these children to take home.

I heard from the dean that the big man's family is very rich, and he will definitely live a good life if he takes him back.

So many children looked forward to it, waiting for that person to come and behave well.

Xiao Huo Yuting was the only one hiding in the corner, and the others put on clean clothes, but he was the only one who was dirty and his face was full of injuries.

The teacher at the orphanage gave him a disgusted look, and spat: "Sangmen Xing! When people see you like this, they think we have abused you, so go back quickly."

Xiao Huo Yuting met the teacher's gloomy gaze, shrank his neck in fright, and left in frustration.

He returned to the small square behind alone, looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

The TV said that the world is big, but why is there no place willing to welcome him and accept him?

Is he really as those people said, he might as well die?

Just when he was alone in a daze, a group of people suddenly walked over.

The always mean teacher had a gentle and flattering smile on his face at this moment, "Mr. Huo, this way please, this is the square of our orphanage."

"If you have a fancy child, you can tell me."

The man named Mr. Huo was tall and slender, with a white mask on his face, making it impossible to see what he really looked like.

Mr. Huo paused, pointing in the direction of Xiao Huo Yuting, "Who is this?"

The teacher took a look at Xiao Huo Yuting, and his face immediately became gloomy, "Mr. Huo, this is also a child from our orphanage, but he is usually naughty and always likes to fight."

Mr. Huo walked up to Xiao Huo Yuting and looked down at him, "Are you good at fighting?"

Xiao Huo Yuting looked at him, and suddenly remembered what the teacher said.

This Mr. Huo is very rich. If he can take him away, he will definitely live a good life.

So, he nodded against his will and was successfully adopted.

But at this time, he didn't know that the tragedy of his life was not only not over, but had just begun...