The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Mr. Huo's funeral was beautifully held with the help of the Shen family and the Tang family.

At the end of the day, everyone in the Huo family dispersed, and only Huo Ruxi still knelt in the mourning hall, looking at her grandfather's photo, and did not leave for a long time.

Tang Qiaoer went home to be with Lao Wan first, while Shen Jingjue stayed with his brother until the end.

"Ruxi, you have been too tired these days. Go back and rest."

Shen Jingjue sighed, and couldn't help but stepped forward to help him up, but he felt that this man was made of steel and he couldn't help him at all.

"Can't rest, there are still things to do about A Yuan." He answered almost mechanically.

The feeling of exhaustion that radiated from all the organs and lungs made Shen Jing feel like his heart was piercing.

A Yuan.

These days, none of them even dare to mention this name.

Because they knew that it was a bloody wound across Huo Ruxi's heart that would never heal.

"I'll help you. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Shen Jingjue's voice was hoarse.

A Yuan is no longer here, so any comfort is in vain.

"I remember, A Yuan said before...she likes to live a simple and peaceful life. Even if it is her own funeral, she just wants it to be simple and quiet, like a drop of rain disappearing in the rain. That would be perfect.”

Huo Ruxi took a labored breath as if she was about to suffocate, and the bitter smile condensed at the end of her eyes fell into pieces before it even took shape, "But she followed me... to fight and kill, and she never lived a day of freedom and peace.

Ajue, it was me who ruined Ayuan's life, I was the one who killed her...

She has no relatives left in the world, how should I compensate her...how should I repay her..."

Shen Jingjue hurriedly knelt on one knee beside him, patting his back patiently over and over again with her big palm:

"Ruxi, don't be like this. A Yuan Jiuquan doesn't want to see you sink like this. You have to be strong and protect the Huo family and Chulu.

In this way, her hard work was not in vain. "

It wasn't until night fell that Shen Jingjue and Huo Ruxi left the mourning hall.

"Ajue, come with me back to the White and Green Villa."

In the dim carriage, Huo Ruxi's handsome and flamboyant face was bloodless, but his mood was still calm, "I want to sort out the things that A Yuan used during his lifetime.

After that, I will permanently seal the white and green villa. "

Shen Jingjue nodded to express his understanding.

There was the place where Ruxi and Chulu lived with A Yuan for a long time.

It had been so warm there before, but now it was so heartbreaking for him.

……

Along the way, the carriage was extremely quiet.

Secretary Ding drove in silence, Shen Jingjue sat in the back seat expressionlessly, and Huo Ruxi leaned her head against the glass window and fell asleep within a few minutes of the car starting.

"Ruxi, we're here."

An hour later, Shen Jingjue woke up Huo Ruxi.

The man looked haggard, wiped his face anxiously, opened the door and got out of the car.

Shen Jingjue and Secretary Ding were both worried and followed him step by step.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Huo is in a very bad condition. He looks like he can still hold on, but in fact his body is overdrawn and exhausted." Secretary Ding complained in a low voice, tears almost flowing down his face.

"I know."

Shen Jingjue felt extremely distressed, but he didn't know how to help his brother bear the pain.

Huo Ruxi pressed the familiar password with trembling fingers and pushed the door open.

He slowly walked into the living room and looked around with his red phoenix eyes.

Everything is the same as before, as if nothing happened.

"Master, you are back."

Suddenly, a gentle and respectful voice, ethereal and sweet, floated into his ear.

Huo Ruxi instantly smiled warmly and spoke reflexively:

"I am back."

However, he never got the next response.

A thud——

Huo Ruxi couldn't hold on any longer, and her originally upright and tall body collapsed instantly. She knelt on her knees, her spine curled up inch by inch, as if she was about to shrink into a cocoon.

"Ruxi!"

"Huo Dong!"

Shen Jingjue and Secretary Ding rushed forward to help him in panic, but heard a soft clicking sound.

Huo Ruxi buried her head deeply, and big tears oozed from her closed eyes and hit the floor like falling rain.

"Ruxi, Secretary Ding and I will help you sort it out. Don't force yourself." Shen Jingjue hugged his trembling shoulders, and his own eye circles were red.

"It's okay...I'm okay."

Huo Ruxi wiped away her tears fiercely, stood up from the ground with her arms supported, and walked upstairs step by step.

Shen Jingjue stared at his stubborn and fragile back, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He remembered that when he was young, when he mentioned A Yuan, the flamboyant young man would always smile and say that this was his little follower.

In fact, he knows.

A Yuan is not only Huo Ruxi's loyal subordinate, but also the relative who cares about him the most, a close friend of life and death.

They came to the room where A Yuan lived before his death.

It was clean and tidy inside, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. It was so simple that no one could tell that this was a girl's residence.

Shen Jingjue and Secretary Ding nominally came over to help him clean up, but in fact they didn't dare to move. They just stood at the door and watched his fingertips gently caressing the tabletop. The bed without any wrinkles felt A Yuan's lingering presence. The smell here.

Huo Ruxi opened the closet door and looked at the gorgeous evening dresses that A Yuan had packed in plastic bags. Each one was as good as new.

His tears were swaying as thousands of memories flooded into his mind...

"In the past, every time I had to attend a business reception or discuss business and needed a female companion, A Yuan would always be by my side."

Huo Ruxi took out a fiery red evening dress and said with a tearful smile, "I still remember how A Yuan looked when she put on these dresses. She was really beautiful. The eyes of those dog men stared at her. It made me feel inexplicably angry when I came back every time I took her out.

That feeling was not ambiguous, just like the uncomfortable feeling of having your sister being watched and coveted by other men. "

As he spoke, he laughed at himself, "Ha... forget it, a rotten person like me doesn't deserve to have a sister as good as A Yuan."

Shen Jing felt sadness in his heart, and Secretary Ding beside him had been crying silently for several rounds.

Just when Huo Ruxi was about to close the closet door, he noticed a brown leather box under the hanging clothes.

Curious, he took out the box and placed it on the bed.

Opening it slowly, there was a diary lying quietly inside.

A Yuan's diary is pink, with a little white rabbit holding a carrot on it, and a plastic combination lock on the side.

This simple little lock can be opened by just smashing it with anything.

But Huo Ruxi didn't treat her so roughly. He thought for a moment, and then somehow entered his birthday by mistake.

With a click, the code lock opened.