After the beautiful female partner is reborn, the male protagonist is cremated together

Aunt Ling was the first person to come forward to check on Ling Quanquan's burn. After hearing this, she couldn't help but whisper: "Quanquan is injured, but she is still concerned about the tea set. If it is broken, I will pay you for it."

Ling Yue stamped her foot twice, "How can I compensate you! This is a tea set designed by Master Robert from Milan. It is the only one in the world!

Brother Huo originally spent 500 million on the photo, but now it is worth 800 million on the market! "

Aunt Ling shut her mouth knowingly, and even took two steps back to distance herself from Ling Quanquan.

800w?You can't raise so much money even if you sell her, okay?

Ling Quanquan felt that his skin and flesh were almost burned off, but he still resisted the burning feeling and gasped and apologized:

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I will compensate. I will work and save money to compensate slowly. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

These words touched the wound and made her cry out in pain.

Now, even the exposed skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which was even more dazzling than a fine bone china plate.

Huo Weinan frowned and strode over as if he was extremely impatient.

The strong hunting wind brought up while walking made Ling Quanquan's fear rise to the extreme in an instant.

She waved her arms wildly and shouted miserably: "I'm sorry, I was wrong! I shouldn't have broken Ling Yue's tea set, and I will definitely pay for it!"

Huo Weinan restrained Ling Quanquan and dragged her to the bathroom.

Ling Huanquan struggled fiercely, not caring about the large burn wound on his back.

Unexpectedly, she was hit twice on the chin. Huo Weinan frowned even more, threw her into the bathtub, raised the shower head, and poured water on Ling Huanhuan.

"Why are you crying? Am I terrible?"

Am I scary?

Hearing this, Ling Huanquan trembled all over under the cold water.

In his previous life, every time Huo Weinan vented his anger, he would look at the corpse-like Ling Circle and ask this question condescendingly.

It was always difficult for Ling Quanquan to describe his expression, which was one of bad excitement, mixed with a touch of pity, and resentment.

Resent her?A hurt weakling?

Ling Huanquan didn't dare to speak. The shower head washed away her tears and the burning pain on her back, which even made her curves exposed.

The gleaming white neck spread downwards, and the slightly protruding butterfly bones on the back were trembling, as if they were about to flutter their wings at the next moment.

Huo Weinan's eyes gradually darkened.

The entire Ling family huffed and puffed their way to the bathroom door, watching Huo Weinan thoughtfully "help" Ling Huanquan flush the water. A shrewd calculation flashed through Ling's father's eyes.

Ling Xing screamed loudly, "You are not allowed to use my bathtub! You stink so much that the bathtub stinks!"

Ling Yue was on the verge of tears, "Brother Huo, you are a guest in our house, how could you do such a thing."

In other words, you are my brother Huo, how can you help Ling Quanquan!

She didn't say the subtext, but gave Wang Ma a vague look.

Wang Ma hurriedly stepped forward to take the shower head, "Mr. Huo, please get out quickly. This place is dirty and messy, so let me do it."

Huo Weinan glanced at Ling Huanquan. She was clearly being pointed at the nose and humiliated, but she was as silent as a piece of cotton and accepted the order.

Huo Weinan couldn't explain the reason for the flash of anger in his heart. He coldly threw down the shower head and walked out of the bathroom.

Behind her, Wang Ma said in embarrassment, "Miss Quanquan, please get out of the bathtub first. I want to clean up first."

The sound of rushing water sounded, and Huo Weinan didn't have to look back to know that the woman must have endured the pain and climbed out carefully, for fear of making everyone in the Ling family unhappy.

Ling Huanquan rushed alone for a long time and felt that his skin was not so hot, so he lowered his eyebrows and took out a set of clothes from the urea bag and changed into them.

As for the old clothes Ling Yue gave her.

She dared to guarantee that if she really put it on, she would definitely incur Huo Weinan's revenge because of her ignorance of life and death.

When they packed up and went out, the Ling family had already started eating.

The tableware they eat with is matching, with "Dad", "Mom", "Sister" and "Brother" written on the exquisite blue palace-style porcelain.

Even Huo Weinan has an identical bowl with "Brother Huo" written on it.

There was only an ordinary porcelain bowl placed in the circle, exactly the same as what Aunt Ling was holding.

In her previous life, Ling Quanquan tried her best to get such a matching bowl, as if this could prove her position in this family.

In the end, under her constant pestering, Ling Yue smashed the set of tableware to pieces in front of Huo Weinan with a look of grievance on her face.

And then?

Huo Weinan forced her to kneel on the broken porcelain all night, and the entire Ling family agreed with both hands.

Ling Yue saw her come out. Although she was still a little aggrieved, she still put on a sensible look and invited her to eat.

Ling Quanquan's face turned pale and he said in a low voice: "I won't eat. There are still many procedures for school reporting. If you don't go, it will be too late."

This was a day she deliberately chose to reduce contact with the Ling family.

Ling Yue curled her lips, not knowing whether to feel happy or disappointed, and subconsciously looked at Huo Weinan.

But he saw Huo Weinan looking at Ling Huanquan thoughtfully, with eyes full of interest on his expressionless face.

Her heart suddenly became tense and she quickly urged: "Then go quickly. Freshman registration at Jiangcheng University ends at eight o'clock. If you miss it, it will be very troublesome to go through the procedures."

Ling's father frowned, not wanting to stay any longer, so he gave a few warnings and left him alone.

In his opinion, this daughter has his blood flowing in her body, so it is impossible for her to escape from his control.

Ling Huanquan carried her luggage and left the Ling family villa, dripping with moisture. Ling Yue's sharp eyes found that her small bag of old clothes had been left alone on the sofa.

She smiled proudly.

Ling Quanquan was quite sensible and didn't really wear her clothes.

Her clothes, even if they are old, are not worthy of Ling Quanquan.

With this thought in her mind, she put down her chopsticks thoughtfully and looked at Huo Weinan aggrievedly.

"Did I go too far just now? Quanquan seems to be angry. She didn't accept the clothes I gave her."

Ling Xing said in a rough voice, "She stinks so bad, how can she have the nerve to wear my sister's clothes?"

Huo Weinan raised his head in excitement, his sharp gaze piercing Ling Xing's face like a steel needle.

His aura was so powerful that everyone at the table, even Ling Yue, was suffocated by her terrifying gaze.

After a while, Huo Weinan gently pushed the chair away and stood up. He wiped his mouth expensively and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Ling Yue stared at his back blankly, shedding tears unconsciously.

This was the first time that Brother Huo was so indifferent to her.