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

The man had a strong aura, and his dark eyes seemed to have the ability to penetrate people's hearts. His eyes passed over the bowl of medicine, and then settled on Shang Manyue's slightly pale cheeks.

"You're so good. What medicine should you drink?"

Aunt Chen was so frightened that she stood on the spot, sweating all over her body.

Shang Manyue's heartbeat was beating like a drum, but it didn't show on her face at all. She said calmly: "Aunt Chen saw that my complexion was not good, so she made some soup to replenish my qi and blood."

When she said this, she faced the man directly without blinking.

Huo Jingbo narrowed his black eyes and looked carefully, "Really?"

"If Mr. Huo doesn't believe it, you can take it for a test!" Shang Manyue's voice was deliberately sarcastic, pretending to be angry, and placed the bowl of medicine heavily back on the dining table, making a clear crashing sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Seeing this, Aunt Chen suppressed her panic and quickly assisted, "Sir, Madam, it's my own decision. I grew these herbs at home. My daughter-in-law was short of energy and blood after giving birth, so she drank this decoction to replenish her health. I thought my wife was in the same situation, so I gave it a try to her."

"If it's not suitable, I...I won't cook it anymore. I'll take this and throw it away!"

With that said, she went to pick up the bowl of medicine.

"That's all."

Huo Jingbo waved his hand, "Since it works, let's drink it and see. She is indeed too weak."

His voice was low in the last few words, revealing an ambiguous meaning.

Every time I haven't done anything, I won't stop breathing. If the time is a little longer, I will be half dead. I really need to replenish it.

Shang Manyue understood and gritted his teeth secretly.

Dog men are shameless!

Aunt Chen also understood. She glanced at her wife's increasingly thin body with pity in her eyes.

The man raised his hand and looked at his watch, then spoke to Shang Manyue, but changed the subject, "I'll give you fifteen minutes to clean up, we have to go out."

go out? Where to go?

Shang Manyue frowned in confusion.

Huo Jingbo didn't say it directly. He tapped the lower surface with his slender fingers to signal her to pay attention to the time, then turned and went upstairs.

As soon as he left, Aunt Chen's knees became weak and she almost knelt down.

Fortunately, she managed to stand firmly while holding on to the dining table, and then urged, "Madam, drink quickly."

Shang Manyue nodded, "Aunt Chen, thank you."

It’s hard for her too!

Regardless of the pain, she picked up the bowl and drank it all.

Shang Manyue went back to her room and changed her clothes. Then she tore off a sticky note, quickly wrote a line of words on it, and then stuck it inside her clothes. She arranged it in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and made sure that she would not be discovered, then walked out of the room.

Downstairs, the man was already waiting for her, leaning on the car.

Huo Jingbo didn't let the driver drive today, and he was dressed in black, which made Shang Manyue look at him more.

Where on earth is this taking her?

The man opened the door of the passenger seat for her, put his palm on her head to protect her, stuffed her inside, leaned in, and pulled up the seat belt for her.

Everything was so natural and intimate.

The only difference was that Shang Manyue looked at it coldly, without any flutter in his heart.

Dog men are used to pretending that nothing happens!

The car drove out of the villa and quickly got on the highway, gradually leaving the city and speeding towards the suburbs.

Looking at the receding scenery outside the car window, Shang Manyue clenched his hands little by little, roughly guessing where he was going.

Sure enough, an hour and a half later, the car stopped at the largest cemetery in the suburbs.

The two got out of the car, and Huo Jingbo went to bring Shang Manyue to her. She hesitated for a moment, but she suppressed all her resentment and dissatisfaction and did not struggle.

The sun was still shining brightly in the morning, but now it has become overcast, and a drizzle has fallen from the sky.

Huo Jingbo found an umbrella in the trunk car and opened it. The huge black umbrella enveloped the two of them. He held her hand and walked forward slowly.

When I came to what was obviously a new tombstone, there was a B-ultrasound photo of the child on it, and the words Huo Yunchen were written on it.

Shang Manyue stared blankly. Even though she knew in her heart that the baby was still alive and well, her eyes could not stop turning red.

She and her baby were almost separated forever.

But now, they haven't even been able to see each other, and they are still separated by two places.

For a new mother, the bone-gnawing thoughts torture her every day, but she can't talk to anyone. She is really going crazy.

"This land is very quiet. I also hired someone to guard it. Grandpa also said that if he...he would be buried here, Yunchen would not be lonely as long as he is with him."

The voice of the man beside him became hoarse, hiding pain that was not easy to detect.

The small mound of soil behind the tombstone was piled up by his own hands, one by one with soil. This was the last thing he could do for this unborn child.

Shang Manyue looked at him sideways.

The light under the umbrella was dim and drizzle was pouring in. His handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of moisture and became blurry, making it impossible to see his true expression.

She just thinks he is hypocritical!

Because this result was caused by him!

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have given birth to a child with such a narrow escape, nor would she have been separated from the child after birth, nor would she have been trapped by him, unable to see the child so far.

Angry fire burned in her body, and she wanted to ask him where he got the face to put on here, who did he want to disgust!

The hands hanging down from her body were clenched tightly, and her nails dug into the palms of her hands. It was the pain that made her wake up again in an instant.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Huo Jingbo, this bitch, is full of tricks. He might find something wrong if she does anything strange. In that case... all the planning and hard work of her and Dr. Gu will be in vain.

Shang Manyue closed his eyes and finally calmed down after more than ten seconds.

"If you had said in advance that you were here to pay homage to the baby, I could have prepared a gift for him."

She said, taking a step forward and sitting in front of the tombstone.

"Can you go a little further, I want to say a few words to the baby."

Shang Manyue raised her eyelids and looked at Huo Jingbo with wet black eyes. Although her voice was still cold, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Her rejection made the man feel a little uncomfortable, but it had been a long time since she had looked at him with such soft eyes. Huo Jingbo finally agreed.

He bent down, left the black umbrella to her, and warned her again, "It's probably going to rain heavily, so don't keep talking for too long."

Shang Manyue nodded lightly.

Huo Jingbo turned around and walked a few steps away, leaving space for mother and son.

But his eyes always stayed on her.

Shang Manyue's fingertips gently touched the child's B-ultrasound photo, leaving tears of relief. She secretly said in her heart: Baby, mommy will pick you up soon, wait for me!

At the same time, using the cover of the black umbrella, she quickly lifted up her clothes, took off the sticky note stuck inside, crumpled it into a small ball, and stuffed it into the soil next to the tombstone.

"what happened?"

Seeing that half of her body was under the umbrella, Huo Jingbo seemed to feel something and walked over suddenly.

The black umbrella was held up again, and Shang Manyue was seen with tears streaming down his face.

The man was stunned, then he squatted down, touched her cold cheek with his fingertips, and wiped away her tears, "Stop crying, Yunchen doesn't want to see you sad."

Shang Manyue didn't want him to be suspicious, so she spoke in a hoarse voice, word by word, "Have you caught the murderer who killed Yunchen?"

"Still running away." Huo Jingbo's eyes were deep.

If he is unable to fly at home, it will be much more difficult to hunt him abroad, unless he takes full control of the Huo family.

Seeing that his attention was diverted, Shang Manyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go back."

She stood up and started to walk away.

But strong arms were wrapped around her waist. Huo Jingbo held an umbrella with one hand and hugged her from behind with the other, resting his chin on the crook of her shoulder.

Maybe it was her sadness that touched him, or maybe he didn't want to be so lukewarm with her anymore. He hugged her tightly and whispered pleading words in her ear.

"Man Yue, I will definitely find the murderer. I will avenge Yunchen and give you an explanation. Can you give me another chance? This time I won't..."

Before he could say the words "I'll let you down", Shang Manyue interrupted him.

Her voice was more ethereal than the falling raindrops, and she asked, "If the murderer behind the scenes was Jiang Xinrou, would you also deal with her? Would you let her life be worth another?"