She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Huo Jingbo immediately opened his long legs and strode towards the intensive care unit.

Shang Manyue tried to calm down and quickly followed.

Watching them both leaving, Gu Xianzhi stared at the spot for a long time before he lifted his feet and walked in another direction alone.

In the ward.

Mr. Huo had various instruments inserted into his body, and he was sucking oxygen in his mouth. His face was pale, and his lifeless appearance made people's hearts twitch.

Huo Jingbo and Shang Manyue walked to the bedside. He seemed to feel something and opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty. He took off the oxygen inhaler and spoke.

"Jing Bo, Man Yue, you are here..."

The old man's voice was hoarse. He took their hands and squeezed them together.

Mr. Huo's words were sad, "Don't be sad after I leave. This happens to everyone. Even though I am still very sorry that I couldn't see your child, you promise me that you must be well before you worry about it again." If the Huo family has a few more children, it will be lively, okay?"

Shang Manyue's tears couldn't stop falling, and he was so breathless that he couldn't speak at all.

The old man could only turn to Huo Jingbo with expectant eyes, "Jingbo, please promise me, or I will die in peace..."

Huo Jingbo's originally sad eyes suddenly condensed, and then his face turned cold, and his tone was filled with shock and anger, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

Mr. Huo was stunned.

He obviously acted so well? Where was it seen?

His reaction did not escape Huo Jingbo's eyes. He rarely scolded with a cold face: "Grandpa, do you know that everyone is worried about you? How can you joke about something like this?"

In the past, it was Mr. Huo who scolded Huo Jingbo, but now he was being scolded by his grandson. The old man seemed a bit embarrassed, but this time he was wrong and did not dare to refute. He could only pull Shang Manyue for help, "Manyue, look at you My husband is so cruel, and grandpa is so scared!"

Shang Manyue, who had not yet reacted, looked at him suspiciously, "Grandpa, are you...really okay?"

Now that things have happened, Mr. Huo can only tell the truth, "There is something wrong. I... am really greedy. I got up in the middle of the night and secretly ate a chicken leg. Unexpectedly, this unsatisfied person had a heart attack, but Xian It's here, and it can be rejuvenated, so don't worry."

"It's just that I was afraid of being upset by this brat, so I acted like this. Who knows, he saw through it."

Shang Manyue: "......Grandpa, you really deserve to be punished."

It scared everyone so much, especially Huo Jingbo. Just looking at it, his whole body was about to break.

Mr. Huo was suddenly heartbroken, "Man Yue, are you not on my side anymore?"

Huo Jingbo was too lazy to pay attention to his drama. He called the nurse in and made stricter rules than before in front of Mr. Huo.

Yang Ge was also asked to install a camera in the ward, aiming it at Mr. Huo, and arranged for people to work in shifts to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day.

Mr. Huo was so angry that he said that invading his privacy had no human rights.

"Man Yue, don't you care about him? Do you see him bullying me, an old man like this?"

This time Shang Manyue also fell silent. The old man's body couldn't bear such a thing a few times, and the next time might really mean goodbye forever.

Mr. Huo had an attack and found that it didn't work, so he had no choice but to accept his fate. Who asked him to make his own mistakes?

After all, I had just undergone a major operation. I was just trying to hold on to my energy, but soon I became exhausted and started to feel drowsy.

Huo Jingbo hugged Shang Manyue's shoulders and said softly: "I will stay with the old man today, and I will ask Yang Ge to take you back."

Shang Manyue shook her head without thinking, "I'm not tired, I'm with you."

At this time, she didn't want to leave him alone.

Huo Jingbo frowned, not wanting her to stay with him, and was about to speak.

Here, Mr. Huo yelled loudly and coldly, "No one needs to stay. You are so filial. Before I die, hurry up and try to conceive my great-grandson. Then maybe I can live longer when I am happy, and I can live longer than you." It’s much stronger here!”

"Let's go, let's go!"

"grandfather……"

Shang Manyue wanted to say something to appease him, but Huo Jingbo took her hand and walked out.

"What are you doing?" She was puzzled.

The man squinted at her with his dark eyes and replied lazily: "Didn't you hear grandpa's instructions? Go home and have a baby."

Shang Man Yue was at a loss for words.

night.

When Shang Manyue came out of the shower, Huo Jingbo had already finished washing. He was wearing silk pajamas of the same style as hers, leaning on the bedside and looking at the computer.

He wears gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is all down, and his overall temperament tends to be softer, with a touch of manliness.

Shang Manyue sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care, staring at him unconsciously through the mirror.

After all, she is a face-controller, and Huo Jingbo damnedly steps on her aesthetic point. If he is not careful, he will become addicted again.

The man suddenly raised his eyes and looked over.

Shang Manyue's little heart trembled. She lowered her eyes guiltily and pretended to be busy playing with her bottles.

The man behind him squeaked softly. He closed the computer and put it aside. He took off his glasses with his long fingers and put them on the bedside table.

He stood up and walked towards her step by step.

Shang Manyue exclaimed, and was picked up by the man by the waist and placed on the dressing table, with Huo Jingbo squeezed between her legs.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, twirling a strand of her hair that was scattered on her chest with his fingers, and gently scratched her collarbone, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

"Mrs. Huo, are you peeking at me?"

The man's voice was low, melodious, and full of magnetism. On a night like this, it was extremely alluring.

How could Shang Manyue admit it? She shook her head, "I didn't."

Huo Jingbo seemed not to hear, and asked himself, "Why are you looking at me?"

"like me?"

"Ok?"

Shang Manyue still didn't answer, but a blush crept onto his cheeks.

When the man saw it, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He leaned close to her lips, almost like a kiss but not a kiss, "Have we not done it here yet?"

"Want to try?"

The ambiguous atmosphere continued to rise, and Shang Manyue's entire face turned red. She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and put her hands on his chest, "Don't..."

He had some tricks that she really couldn't resist.

It made her scream out of control and become unlike herself. She still didn't feel comfortable with it and was a little scared.

"Duplicity!"

Huo Jingbo chuckled, kissed her thin red nose, kissed her lips again, pressed her hands on the mirror, and clasped their fingers with hers.

His kiss tonight was particularly touching.

He entangled her and kissed her deeply and lightly. In the quiet bedroom, there were ambiguous gasping and sucking sounds.

Shang Manyue's body softened little by little, her eyes became blurred, and her consciousness was slowly stripped away, until the man leaned towards her ear and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Shang Manyue, let's make up for the wedding."