She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Huo Xingyu opened his arms, waiting for Ning Xiangxiang to pounce on him.

Seeing Ning Xiangxiang's delicate and fair face like a little bun was full of tangles, a pair of slender hands wanted to stretch out, but dared not.

She couldn't help feeling cute.

Huo Xingyu never knew that Ning Xiangxiang had such a helpless side.

After getting married in her previous life, she was like a well-trained wife specially made for her.

As soon as she got home, she could see Ning Xiangxiang sitting at the dining table waiting for her. When she woke up in the morning, she was already ironing her clothes leisurely.

There is never a rush, and there is no rush.

Seeing Ning Xiangxiang hesitating again and again and finally extending his hand, Huo Xingyu smiled with satisfaction.

As a result, Ning Xiangxiang reached out and took off her coat.

"Uh..." Huo Xingyu looked at her silently;

What is she doing with her coat off? ?

Huo Xingyu frowned, and from the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at the book "My Cousin's Marriage" next to the hospital bed.

The front cover shows two men hugging each other tightly, while the back cover shows a slightly stronger man taking off his suit on a thinner body.

The words on the book cover came to her mind.

[Little goblin, the love of soul and flesh, the overlord can't stop, the unrivaled love, chasing his wife to the crematorium. 】

【Hold him tightly when he hesitates】

Huo Xingyu was suddenly a little dazed.

Will she take the initiative to hug Ning Xiangxiang?

She lowered her head to look at Ning Xiangxiang, her reddish almond eyes were full of tears, and what was reflected in her eyes was her own figure.

Huo Xingyu looked at Ning Xiangxiang's tears.

Thinking of her crying so hard she could barely stand at the funeral.

Her broken heart formed a sharp contrast with the indifferent people around her.

It seems that Ning Xiangxiang is the only one who suffers from her death.

Huo Xingyu could no longer hold the deliberate smile on her face, she reached out and hugged Ning Xiangxiang.

At this time, Liu Meng, who had been waiting outside the door, knocked on the door, looking at Huo Xingyu who was hugging Ning Xiangxiang, he was embarrassed.

After hesitating for a while, he stepped forward and handed Huo Xingyu's cell phone to her.

——I saw incoming calls jumping on the screen——

Huo Xingyu sighed.

The Ning family itself is not the best choice. The Huo family has a deep foundation and a big business. There are many people who want to marry and marry. They used to be with Ning Xiangxiang, but it was her grandfather's decision after some twists and turns.

She stroked Ning Xiangxiang's hair and said, "Be quiet."

Huo Xingyu left.

Ning Xiangxiang looked at her leaving figure in a daze.

When Huo Xingyu hugged her just now, her heart beat wildly and she panicked. She was frightened by Huo Xingyu's abnormality and froze in place for a moment, until her deep and indifferent voice rang in her ears.

"Be quiet."

That's right, this kind of non-emotional, commanding imperative sentence is Huo Xing's language.

It should be Ning Huaiai, so Huo Xingyu couldn't be too indifferent.

Ning Huaiai on the side saw all the scene just now, and teased: "It seems that Miss Huo Si is very satisfied with you."

Ning Xiangxiang smiled and did not respond, she knew in her heart that no one knew Huo Xingyu better than her.

It is impossible for her to fall in love with anyone. If she insists on saying she loves someone, if there is someone who wants her to marry, it must be the company's financial statements and stocks.

"Aunt Chen will bring you soup in a while. I'm going to see Ruomeng. If you want to save your mother, just be honest."

"understood."

Ning Xiangxiang sighed, and reached out to touch the phone on the bedside.

What should I do next?she thinks……

After marrying Huo Xingyu, life was restricted.

She was careful, for fear of making a mistake, she wanted to maintain her style and elegance, and to be a wife worthy of Huo Xingyu, she couldn't lose face to the Huo family.

Huo Xingyu had just made his mark in the business circle at the age of 22, and he was officially in charge of the Huo family at the age of 30.

Huo Sitai's title was like a chain wrapped around her body, getting tighter and tighter, and finally she could hardly breathe.

She wanted to stop living this kind of life, but where could she start with her mother's medical expenses?Her business activities were all caught in the hands of her stepmother.

Ning Xiangxiang thought about it, swiped his phone, and clicked on Weibo, and it turned out that he was the number one most searched.

#宁缃缃Accident;

Click in and have a look, all the comments in it are praying for her, and feel sorry for her.

Ning Xiangxiang's eyes were sour, and he was thinking whether to send a Weibo message to report his safety, when a WeChat message popped up on his phone.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to bring you something to eat."

She clicked on the message bar, and the profile picture of the other party was all black, and there was no note written, only the nickname of the other party was "."

A full stop, but when Ning Huaiai left just now, she said that Aunt Chen made soup, and it will be delivered later, so it should be Aunt Chen...

She clicked into Aunt Chen's circle of friends, and there was nothing in it.

Ning Xiangxiang looked at this all-black profile picture, and thought to himself that Aunt Chen, a woman in her 50s and [-]s who is happy every day, is so cold on the Internet? ?

Or something happened recently, and you are in a bad mood?

Ning Xiangxiang was brought up by Aunt Chen since she was a child, she said she was a nanny, but she already regarded her as a relative in her heart.

Since you are not happy, it should be useful to coax yourself, right?

Thinking, she tapped the screen;

[Ning Xiangxiang: Okay, I love you the most! 】

She flipped through the emoticons, and sent four or five kisses, but she didn't think it was enough, so she added another sentence;

[Ning Xiangxiang: If you are busy, you don't have to come and see me, pay attention to your body, don't be tired. 】

After a long time, the opposite party replied;

【.not busy. 】

Ning Xiangxiang looked at this concise sentence with raised eyebrows, and thought that she usually went home by herself, and she could chat for hours, but now she speaks so coldly.

Aunt Chen was really in a bad mood.

Lin Xian narrowed her eyes and looked at her daughter sitting opposite.

Gorgeous face, smart and calm, calm and sophisticated, this is a masterpiece cultivated by her, and it is also the most proud work of her life.

But today's Huo Xingyu is very wrong.

From the moment she entered the door, she stared at her phone, with ever-changing expressions on her face.

There was joy for a while, anticipation for a while, and a weird blush for a while.

Putting it on someone else, Lin Xian would definitely say that this is love.

But with Huo Xingyu, it couldn't be explained that way.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Lin Xian firmly thought that the company's stock had gone up.

She coughed twice, pulled Huo Xingyu's attention back, and said formally: "I called you back today, you should know what's going on, right?"

"know."

"At first, I was thinking about whether someone surnamed Ning would be suitable, but now it seems that such a ignorant person is really inappropriate." Lin Xian took out a few photos from her bag, and placed them on the coffee table one by one.

She tapped the first one with her diamond-encrusted nails, and said, "Wen Ran, you just came back from studying abroad, and you all knew each other before, so I'll meet you this afternoon."

Huo Xingyu lowered his eyes and looked at the photos lined up in front of him, Ning Xiangxiang's one had been placed at the very edge.

In the photo, the sunlight dyed Ning Xiangxiang's hair in a warm color, and she smiled with crooked eyebrows, and behind her was a mountain towering into the sky.

Who went with her?

The thought popped into her mind.

"Xingyu, did you hear me?" Lin Xian frowned.

"Too thin."

Lin Xian nodded. She met this little girl a few days ago. Wen Ran was indeed a little thin, but she was pretty, gentle and polite. She was very satisfied in her heart, and said, "You can get fatter."

"She snatched my toy when she was two years old, and she will be seventy at the age of two. She is too domineering and not suitable for me."

"Uh..." Listening to this inexplicable reason, Lin Xian looked at her daughter suspiciously.

Toys that were robbed at the age of two should be remembered now?

There are too many of them that she snatched by herself.

Huo Xingyu's expressionless, serious and indifferent statement made such childish remarks make her feel strange.

Lin Xian pointed to the second photo and asked, "This one has a well-proportioned figure and a good personality, docile and obedient."

"Uh..." Huo Xingyu was silent for a while, and then said, "Not enough personality."

Lin Xian suddenly understood, she smiled clearly, and said, "You have chosen yourself? Why didn't you tell Mom, which one is it?"

She wants to see which girl has personality but is not domineering, so that her daughter is so fascinated.

Huo Xingyu didn't answer, she stretched out her hand.

Following Huo Xingyu's slender hand, her eyes flicked across these photos, stopped at the very edge, and pushed the last photo out.

Ning Xiangxiang...

Lin Xian looked at the photo, took out her phone, and clicked on the stock market.

She couldn't figure out what happened to the Huo family's stock that made her daughter go crazy like this.

Seeing that the curve on the phone was fluttering red, rising again and again, and the situation was very good, Lin Xian fell silent.

What kind of woman is Ning Xiangxiang?

An eighteenth-line female star, this is a commercial marriage. Huo Xingyu had never even met her before today. Huo Xingyu, who puts everything first, would choose her?

Lin Xian looked into Huo Xingyu's eyes. Her gaze was the same as usual, and she was still calm and calm.

Everything showed that, like her previous decisions, this was her best choice without impulsiveness.

Lin Xian had a premonition in her heart that she was going to be an evil mother-in-law in a TV series, and she asked herself if she was not a mean person.

But if Huo Xingyu was to marry Ning Xiangxiang, she would not only have to beat the mandarin duck, but also pluck all the feathers of the duck.

Her masterpiece must not have the slightest stain.

Lin Xian pulled out a smile, maintaining the last peace, she asked: "Do you like her?"

"do not like."

"Why is that?" She waited to see what reason Huo Xingyu could come up with to convince her.

"She likes me."

"You lack someone to like?"

"No shortage..." Huo Xingyu looked directly at her, and calmly stated, "But no one likes me more than her."

"I'm already giving in, Huo Xingyu, what's your reason? Can't you make up something decent? If you say you like women, I'll find you a woman. Don't annoy me on purpose..." Lin Xian laughed angrily. Yes, she reached out to pick up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and said:

"In the afternoon, leave everything to me and go see Wen Ran."