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After Xuan Ruoyu left with the bodyguards, Yuan Bei was helped up from the ground by Huo Anan.

Her clothes were messy, her lipstick was all over her face, and she was very embarrassed.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Compared with Yuan Bei's embarrassment and embarrassment, Huo An'an didn't change much.

After the commotion just now, the surrounding patients and medical staff looked at Yuan Bei intentionally or unintentionally.

Yuan Bei stared back angrily, "What are you looking at?"

The people who watched the excitement were scolded and quickly looked away.

Huo Anan was a little frightened, "Mom, why do you speak with such a strong accent?"

Yuan Bei didn't bother to pretend anymore, and said in a deep tone, "Aren't you up to now?"

Huo An'an didn't understand and looked at her suspiciously.

"Let's go." Yuan Bei didn't explain too much, and pulled Huo An'an out of the hospital.

"Mom, Dad is still undergoing surgery, where are we going?" Huo An'an was dragged and stumbled along the way.

Huo Tiangang was still in the operating room.

Yuan Bei couldn't take care of herself, so she didn't care about Huo Tiangang's life or death.

Coming out of the hospital, Yuan Bei hailed a taxi and went straight to Yuan's courtyard.

As soon as the door opened, Yuan Bei rushed in with Huo An'an, and Ji Wen was almost knocked down.

Ji Wen was the apprentice of Mr. Yuan during his lifetime.He is very fond of antiques, and has been doing research in this area since graduation. Mr. Yuan asked him to manage his private collection.

Yuan Bei seldom comes to the courtyard, and Ji Wen is usually responsible for the security here.

The security guard didn't know her and surrounded them, "What are you doing?!"

Yuan Bei said viciously, "What are you doing? This is my house, and your eyes were bitten by dogs? Get out, you're fired!"

She spoke with confidence, the security guards were a little confused, and turned to look at Ji Wen.

"This is Miss Yuan Bei, the owner here."

Ji Wen waved his hand to make the security back, and then asked, "Little Junior Sister, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing." Yuan Bei regained some sense and cleared her throat, "I haven't been here for a long time, so I'll drop by today and come have a look."

Huo Anan followed her, feeling that everything was going in a weird direction.

She didn't dare to speak, and followed her like a follower.

It turned out that when Mr. Yuan was around, Ji Wen had a good relationship with his younger junior sister. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and I only feel that her temperament has changed.

It's not easy for Ji Wen to ask, he was only hired here to help.

Yuan Bei went straight to the West Wing.

The collection in the West Wing is full of paintings and calligraphy, and all the doors and windows have been set on fire, and the doors are usually locked.

Calligraphy and painting are light and easy to carry, unlike porcelain, which is bulky and cannot be carried too much at one time.

"The door is open, I want to go in."

After the death of Mr. Yuan, Yuan Bei was the owner of this place. Although Ji Wen has been taking care of her here, she can't stop her.

Ji Wen opened the door, and Yuan Bei stepped over the threshold.

Huo Anan was about to follow in when Ji Wen stopped him.

"This lady can't go in." Ji Wen said.

The Yuan family is noble, guarding such a "golden mountain", but they are still not rich.

When Mr. Yuan was alive, these collections were more expensive than eyeballs.

Restoration, preservation, and insurance of authentic works require a large sum of money every year.

Although taking out one at random and sending it to the auction house will solve all the expenses, Mr. Yuan never had such a plan.

Now it operates by charging fees for lending collections to museums and private exhibition halls.

You have to be very careful with the collections that are rented out, for fear of being damaged or damaged, and even more afraid of being maliciously dropped.

Ji Wen has never met Huo An'an, so he definitely can't let her in easily.

"She is Huo An'an, my daughter." Yuan Bei said, motioning for Ji Wen to let her go.

Ji Wen is a scholar, and he only has one tendon in his mind, "Junior Junior Sister, you only have one son, Huo Yuanji."

Yuan Bei was a little annoyed, and her voice was sharp and mean, "Ji Wen, these are all mine, you are an outsider, what are you doing here to point fingers! If I didn't see that you are still useful, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!"

Ji Wen was scolded, his face turned red and white, but he still stopped Huo Anan from entering.

Yuan Bei walked into the west wing and found that all the calligraphy and painting collections were locked in glass cabinets.

"Ji Wen, open it." Yuan Bei pointed to the lock on the cabinet.

"What are you doing?" Ji Wen stood still.

"I want to take it all away." Yuan Bei said proudly.

When Xuan Ruoyu informed Huo Yuanji of the result of the paternity test, Huo Yuanji's first reaction was shock.

After thinking about it, I found that all the unreasonable things before had proper explanations.

Why is "Yuan Bei" so nice to Huo An'an, but always dislikes Huo Yuanji?

Now everything has an answer.

The shadow in his heart had just dissipated halfway, and he didn't know what to think of, and it gathered again.

So, where did the real Yuan Bei go?

Back then, Huang Shanshan rammed into Yuan Bei's car, Huang Shanshan died in the accident, and Yuan Bei survived.

After that, Yuan Bei's temperament changed drastically.

According to this logic, then, it is very likely that Huang Shanshan survived the car accident that year.

The person who died was Yuan Bei.

When Huang Shanshan stepped on the gas pedal and charged towards her, Yuan Bei couldn't avoid it at all.

In order to protect Huo Yuanji, she slammed the steering wheel, exposing the driver's seat to the front of the impact.

Under such a violent impact, "Yuan Bei" was not seriously injured.

The two vehicles collided, the fuel tank exploded, and the body caught fire, burning "Yuan Bei"'s face.

She underwent plastic surgery.

Huang Shanshan is the perpetrator, endangering public safety.

But in the end, because she died in a car accident, the matter was left alone.

After the car accident, Huo Tiangang stayed in the hospital and stayed with "Yuan Bei".

After being discharged from the hospital, "Yuan Bei" quickly remarried with Huo Tiangang, and brought Huo Yuanji back to the Huo family.

Not long after, Huo An'an was taken back to Huo's house.

Huo Tiangang knew the truth, the instigator of all this was Huo Tiangang.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuanji clenched his fists, his nails almost sank into his flesh.

The blue veins on the head were exposed, and the clenched teeth made a collision sound.

"I'm going to kill them!" Huo Yuanji closed his eyes, trembling all over, and tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

It was the first time for Xuan Ruoyu to see his emotions so open.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering.

The whole person was shrouded in darkness, and eerie and terrifying seeds took root and germinated in his mind.

He was about to explode, and he had to do something to vent the hatred in his heart.

He wanted to find Huang Shanshan and tear her apart.

And Huo Tiangang, he wanted to cut him into pieces.

None of them could escape.

Violent thoughts gradually formed in his mind, developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Suddenly, he felt warmth in his hands.

Xuan Ruoyu held his hand.

Xuan Ruoyu is not very good at comforting people.

Huo Yuanji comforted others and hugged, but they were sitting in the car.

One is in the driver's cab and one is in the copilot.

This position is not suitable for cuddling.

Then shake hands.

Huo Yuanji opened his eyes and turned his head.

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and although he tried his best to control them, tears still flowed out stubbornly.

It hurts even when a good-looking person cries.

Xuan Ruoyu's heart seemed to be pulled, and there was an indescribable soreness.

"Huo Yuanji," he said, "do you still want candy, I'll go buy it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his wrist was grabbed.

The other party's palm was very hot, a little damp.

He took his hand, tightened it, and dragged it to his side.

Xuan Ruoyu was dragged by him, and his body leaned towards him.

Then, those wet hands caressed his face and dragged him over.

He was hugged by Huo Yuanji.

Huo Yuanji had great strength, hugging him tightly, trying to rub him into his body.

Xuan Ruoyu stiffened her body, and after feeling the trembling of the opponent's body, she gave up the idea of ​​hiding behind.

Instead, she stretched out her hand, covered his back with her palm, and patted him gently.

"Huo Yuanji, I will accompany you."

His voice is soft, like the warm sun in winter, like a cup of hot chocolate on a cold winter rainy night.

It can drive away the haze and the cold.

Like coaxing a child, gently caress his back one by one.

The person holding him slowly stopped shaking.

Although they had deduced the truth, Huo Yuanji still wanted the person involved to admit it.

Huo Tiangang was in the operating room, and "Yuan Bei" was nowhere to be found.

At this time, Yuan Bei was making a fuss in the West Wing.

"If you don't drive, do you want you to be a watchdog here, and you still regard yourself as the master?!" Yuan Bei poked her waist, pointed at Ji Wen and cursed.

Ji Wen has a honest personality, not good at words, and has a single-mindedness.

He couldn't let Yuan Bei take the things away, and he couldn't drive her away, so he could only persuade him blindly from the side, "Little sister, don't be impulsive, I'm doing it for your own good, the picture in front of you is Castiglione's Hundred Horses, which is now in existence." There are no more than two authentic works in the country, and they must not be moved."

"How much is this painting worth?" Yuan Bei was tired of cursing, stopped and asked.

"This is a priceless treasure, it can't be measured by price, junior sister, when did you become like this, you were..."

Ji Wen wanted to say more, but Yuan Bei grabbed the fire extinguisher in the corner of the room and slammed it on the glass cabinet with a bang.

"Shut up, since you don't want to open the lock, I'll do it myself." Yuan Bei said angrily, "Don't tell me about the past, I'm not the person you think!"

The glass did not shatter as expected.

Instead, the fire extinguisher bounced back and hit Yuan Bei's feet, causing her to squat down in pain.

"Mom, what are you doing? Speak well if you have something to say. These are all yours. Why are you doing this?" Huo Anan helped her up and sat on a huanghuali single armchair next to her.

"Uncle, these are mother's things, why do you stop her from taking her own things?!" Huo Anan blamed Ji Wen.

Ji Wen looked innocent, "I didn't stop her from taking her own things, you've seen it too, she's not in a good condition now, if she takes out the painting and messes it up, how can I explain to the teacher?!"

Yuan Bei pulled Huo An'an, feeling agitated, "An'an, go quickly, break open the glass cabinet, I want to take the painting away."

Her tone was anxious and irritable.

Huo An'an wondered if she had lost her mind and wanted to destroy the painting.

Yuan Bei is going to move the lake stone at the door again.

"Junior Sister, that's bulletproof and fireproof glass, you can't open it like this, you can only hurt yourself." Ji Wen said.

Ji Wen had no choice but to call Huo Yuanji for help.

"Yuan Ji, what's the matter with your mother, she wants to take away Castiglione's Hundred Horses in the courtyard."

Huo Yuanji's heart tightened, "Uncle Ji, you must not let her take away or damage anything in the house. She is not my mother, she just looks like me. I'll come over and tell you about the specific situation. You first calm down." Hold her, don't let her go, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yuanji turned on the navigation and entered the location of Yuan's courtyard.

The Yuan Family Courtyard is 28 kilometers away from the Huo Family Mansion. Now there is no traffic jam, and it takes about half an hour to drive there.

Huo Yuanji wanted to open the door and get off the car.

Fearing that "Yuan Bei" would jump over the wall in a hurry and damage the treasures left by the Yuan family, he had to arrive quickly.

Subconsciously, he wanted to go alone, and he didn't want Xuan Ruoyu to get involved in these bad things about their family.

Xuan Ruoyu stopped him and pressed the central lock.

"I'm fast."

Huo Yuanji turned to look at him.

Xuan Ruoyu's gaze was firm, neither dodging nor dodging.

"You've seen me racing and you know I'm fast."

Before the other party could answer, Xuan Ruoyu ignited the ignition, "It's agreed, I'll accompany you."

Huo Yuanji let go of the door lock, sat back, and fastened his seat belt.

Looking ahead, he seemed to say something peacefully,

"Thank you, little fish."

Xuan Ruoyu drove a black Volkswagen Phaeton, a typical business car, with a heavy body. The biggest advantage is that the ride is comfortable and stable without bumps.

However, in the hands of Xuan Ruoyu, such a car can also feel like a sports car.

Through navigation, he chose a smooth road, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out.

It could be seen that Huo Yuanji was very nervous.

Under tension, there is also sadness and anger.

If all the inferences are true, then Huang Shanshan is the murderer of Yuan Bei.

He also kept calling the murderer his mother for several years.

Over the years, he has been enduring her bad temper and doing things according to her will.

Unexpectedly, this woman wearing the "Yuan Bei" shell turned out to be the mother's murderer.

The wind "whirled" along the car body, the engine was played to the limit, and the roar was all around my ears.

Cars are speeding down the road.

This time, there was no car chasing them behind them, nor was there any vehicle blocking them on the road ahead.

Xuan Ruoyu felt even more nervous.

Race against time to rush forward.

Huang Shanshan ruined Huo Yuanji's family, and she cannot be allowed to ruin the hard work of a whole generation of Yuan's family.

Xuan Ruoyu gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring at the road ahead, not daring to be distracted.

When "Yuan Bei"'s hair and saliva were removed in the hospital, "Yuan Bei" knew that she couldn't hide it.

Hitting and killing Yuan Bei back then, endangering public safety was a felony.

What's more, she was wearing the shell of "Yuan Bei" to deceive Huo Yuanji.

In the past few years, Huo Yuanji had been suppressed by her all the time. Now that Huo Yuanji knew the truth, Huo Tiangang was still in the operating room, and she could think of her fate even with her eyes closed.

At this moment, she only thinks about how to die.

When Xuan Ruoyu and Huo Yuanji arrived, she was hugging the lake stone and hitting on the glass cabinet.

After Ji Wen received Huo Yuanji's call, he asked the security guard to guard the two of them.

These glass cabinets cost a lot of money to make. They are not only fireproof but also bulletproof, making them hard to break.

"What are you doing!" Huo Yuanji strode into the west wing room, and sternly shouted.

Huang Shanshan watched Huo Yuanji come in, her legs softened and she sat on the ground.

What should come will always come.

No one can escape.

"Son, you're here." Huang Shanshan let out a wry smile.

Xuan Ruoyu sneered: "Don't shout!"

These words seemed to ignite the fire, Huo Yuanji went straight to her, grabbed her by the collar, pulled her up, leaned against the wall, and strangled her throat.

He didn't say a word, his eyes were full of hatred.

Huang Shanshan broke away his hand with all her strength, and said in a breathy voice: "At least I have been calling me mother for so many years. With this face on my face, are you going to do it?"

This provocative sentence was very successful, Huo Yuanji's hand increased and tightened.

Huang Shanshan's face gradually turned pale.

She seemed to smile a little before closing her eyes.

After getting along for so many years, she still has some understanding of Huo Yuanji.

Know his culprit.

"Huo Yuanji, calm down, don't fall into her trap." Seeing that something was wrong, Xuan Ruoyu stepped forward to hold Huo Yuanji.

Huo Yuanji seemed to be in a daze, his eyes were scarlet, and he refused to let go.

"She killed my mother, and I want her to pay for it!"

Yuan Bei foamed at the mouth and began to roll her eyes.

"Huo Yuanji, if you kill her, you will be the same as him." Xuan Ruoyu said, "The police will come soon, don't worry, she will be punished as she should."

Huo Yuanji's expression relaxed a bit, but he still didn't let go.

"Huo Yuanji, can you let go?" Xuan Ruoyu hugged his waist, put his head on his back, and said softly, "She did it on purpose, to provoke you on purpose, she knew that she would be sentenced to death, she wanted to Take you to hell with me. Let's not be deceived by her again, shall we?"

Huo Yuanji closed his eyes.

The monstrous hatred made him on the verge of losing control.

She should go to hell.

He wants her to hell.

The body temperature behind his back was so warm that he was stunned for a moment.

The warm palm caressed his back, inch by inch, pulling his reason back from the abyss.

The power of warmth seems soft, but powerful.

As Xuan Ruoyu's voice fell, Huo Yuanji let go of his hand.

Fortunately, he is not alone.