She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Huo Qiyun looked at her with curved lips, and after hearing the question clearly, the smile on her face froze completely.

She turned sideways slightly, avoiding Ning Xiangxiang's gaze, looked at the busy staff not far away under the scorching sun, and said:

"Huo Xingyu? What kind of illness can she have? Everbright checkups are done four times a year. If she is sick, our stock will collapse."

This kind of blunt person is very obvious when he tells a lie.

The unnatural tilting of the head, the evasive expression on the face, the gaze that dare not look at each other, all these evasions clearly told Ning Xiangxiang that she knew.

How can someone be so incapable of lying?

Ning Xiangxiang couldn't help but find it funny.

This should be done in the past. When others avoid the topic and don't want to talk about it, she will not continue to ask.

Giving each other more space is also a kind of decency.

But this matter was placed on Huo Xingyu, and she had no choice but to ask.

Chi Jing's swearing words, and she saw Huo Xingyu lose consciousness with her own eyes.

A thought came to her uncontrollably,

Is there any relationship between Huo Xingyu's death in his previous life and this disease?

Ning Xiangxiang remembered her death very clearly.

That night was the winter solstice.

Everything is the same as before.

The Huo family had dinner together, and Huo Xingyu went back to the study alone.

This is a very normal thing. For Huo Xingyu, any social activities other than making money and working are a waste of time.

Huo Xingyu has always had no restraint on her,

I don't care where she goes or who she socializes with. The only requirement for her is to go to the weekly family dinners and festivals together.

No matter how busy he is, whether he is working on a big project or not, as long as he is in China, Huo Xingyu will attend on time.

Ning Xiangxiang always thought that this should be a little bit of filial piety that this woman who is about to evolve into an advanced intelligent money-making machine has not yet disappeared.

Until she sighed in front of Huo Xingyu, the little illusion of family affection she had left for Huo Xingyu was shattered.

Ning Xiangxiang still remembered that her slender fingers drooped slightly, and the edge of the financial newspaper also slid along her fingers.

From the corner of the newspaper was a pair of slightly raised eyes, with disbelief in his eyes, as if he thought Ning Xiangxiang's innocence was ridiculous.

Her tone was indifferent and full of ridicule: "This kind of gathering is also a waste of time. I go every time because grandpa is still alive. I want to make sure that I get the largest share of the inheritance."

Huo Xingyu, who was squeezed out of work time by the party, would make up for it from other places.

For example, you can't leave your documents in the car.

Another example is the study she returned to that night.

As long as Huo Xingyu was at home, excluding sleeping time, 80.00% of Huo Xingyu would work alone in the study, and would spend the night in the study from time to time.

Those money, stocks, and careers seemed to have a fatal temptation for her.

Ning Xiangxiang has long been used to the emptiness and no temperature on the other side of the bed.

When he was woken up that night, Ning Xiangxiang fell into a haze before he regained consciousness, and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

04: 30.

The housekeeper's terrified expression overlapped with this midnight time, Ning Xiangxiang sat up straight from the bed, looked at the wide and soft bed,

The quilt on her other side was neat and unwrinkled.

The cold wind of the autumn night was sharp, and it hurt people's faces. The dark sky was dyed a thick red, and the air was full of moisture.

Rain is coming.

She pushed open the half-open, heavy solid wooden door,

Several panicked people stood in the large room, and when they saw Ning Xiangxiang coming in, they all walked towards her one after another, as if they had finally found someone who could control the situation in a daze.

But the moment he opened the door, Ning Xiangxiang could no longer care about any comfort and comfort to others.

She could only see Huo Xingyu.

This always tall and arrogant woman was leaning softly on the large desk at this moment.

The close-fitting black dress wraps that exquisite body in a bumpy shape, and the long black curly hair hangs loosely, covering it, so that the face cannot be seen, and the bright face is vaguely covered, only the thin red lips can be seen .

Calm, no sound.

Huo Xingyu's death overlapped with the coma that rainy night, which made Ning Xiangxiang uncontrollably panic.

What illness did she have, why didn't I notice it even once in the ten years I spent day and night with her?

Full of doubts, Ning Xiangxiang wanted to ask but didn't know who to ask.

Chi Jing's half-knowledgeable, unclear answers.

The Huo family couldn't get along with each other, kept secrets, and Huo Xingyu said "it's no big deal" and "it used to be like this".

Was it like this before?

The obsession of the rich with a healthy body is beyond imagination.

Ning Xiangxiang had seen a lot of ladies in that circle before.

There were those who scratched their fingers and cried for a tetanus.

There are also people who feel that they are sick even though they are not sick, and go to one hospital after another, tossing and checking back and forth from home to abroad.

With such a huge amount of wealth, who would not want to extend the time period of enjoying happiness indefinitely?

If Huo Xingyu had this kind of symptoms before, this kind of attack was so sudden, no matter the time or place, without any other warning, it would be true if he fell to the ground.

What a dangerous thing this is.

Every time you hold the steering wheel and gallop on the road, every time you are at an intersection where traffic flows, every possibility means a huge risk.

Huo Xingyu's "it has happened before" as an explanation and comfort made Ning Xiangxiang inexplicably understand a possibility.

It's happened before, but it doesn't work now.

Huo Xingyu would not let himself have such an unstable condition without treatment.

And Chi Jing also swears that she has such a long list of treatment records, so frequent that she goes to the consultation almost every week.

In these vaguely overlapping evasive words, it seems that they are all hinting.

Either this is a chronic disease that requires a lengthy course of treatment.

Or Huo Xingyu didn't find any solution at all.

She wanted to explore further, but was blocked by an artificial wall.

Is there anything she can't let her know?

Why would you not want her to know?

Ning Xiangxiang was full of doubts, looked at the almost only breakthrough in front of him, and said firmly:

"She's sick, can't she find a cure?"

Huo Qiyun has always been too lazy to tell lies, no matter where her character and identity are, she is not someone who needs to be hypocritical and pretend to tell lies.

So every time she needs to lie, she can always be caught by someone.

It stands to reason that lying and acting should have something in common.

They are all performing a kind of nihilistic and fake plot.

It's just that when she was acting, she convinced herself that she was the person in the script, experiencing the crying, crying and laughing in the character.

When deceiving people, she is herself, but she wants to persuade others to believe that the falsehoods spoken out of her mouth are true.

It was only when she was deceiving people that Huo Qiyun felt that as the three golden actresses, she still needed to put in a lot of effort in acting, and continued to delve into the subtle knowledge of acting.

Facing Ning Xiangxiang's determined question, listening to that sentence, she knew that this was not a question of yes or no, but a question to find out the reason after knowing the answer.

As a person who has been honest since childhood and has no bad intentions, Huo Qiyun is unwilling to lie from her original intention.

In this situation where the deceit was exposed, she no longer had the arrogance of being coquettish and rational in everything she used to be.

After holding back for a long time, Huo Qiyun hesitated and said: "Yes, there is a problem, but it's not serious, and I heard that it's been a long time since I had an attack, so it's fine."

"Are you sure, it's really not serious, and it's really been a long time?" Ning Xiangxiang observed her expression: "I saw it not long ago."

"Not long ago? How is it possible? I know her doctor very well. She said that she hasn't relapsed for a long time. She also said that the dose of the medicine has been halved, and it can be stopped after a while..."

Huo Qiyun stared at her with wide eyes, leaned forward, and grabbed her hand anxiously:

"When did you see it? Where is it?"

Seeing her eagerness, Ning Xiangxiang knew that this time, nine times out of ten, he would be able to ask.

They stood at both ends of the game, and Huo Qiyun was more nervous and scared than her, so she was destined to win. Ning Xiangxiang lowered his head, took a bite of the cherry tomato, chewed the juice squeezed out of the fruit, and said, "Let's make a game Exchange?"

"What exchange?"

"You tell me why she is like this, and I'll tell you what I know."

"Then why don't I ask Huo Xingyu directly? Why do I have to exchange anything with you here?"

"Because she won't tell you, and she won't tell me. We just want to know more about her. You as a sister, I as..."

Ning Xiangxiang paused, took out a tissue from the table, wiped his hands and continued, "Girlfriend, it's normal to talk about her."

Huo Qiyun looked at the young girl in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and her eyes were full of waves like spring water, and even the curve of her lips showed a kind of rounded softness.

It was the same as Huo Xingyu said.

Such a woman doesn't seem to have any offensive power. The outside of her skin is beautiful, soft, even timid and without sharpness.

But she has a serene intensity.

Ning Xiangxiang is smart, but also introverted. As long as you reach out and touch her softness and gentleness, you will touch her sharp spikes.

Whether it's Lin Xian, Huo Huai or himself, they have all experienced her sharpness.

It's not surprising that such a person can win the favor of Huo Xingyu.

"You should also know that my aunt lost her child because of Huo Xingyu, right?" Huo Qiyun looked at her with a sad face.

Ning Xiangxiang nodded.

It's no secret that Lin Xian lost her child because of Huo Xingyu.

Everyone knew that after Huo Xingyu's father died, Lin Xian was actually pregnant with a posthumous child.

But in order to go out to find Huo Xingyu, the child was lost.

Lin Xian didn't complain, she just raised her husband and ex-wife's children.

As a mother without blood relationship, Lin Xian has achieved the ultimate in one sentence.

"Everyone says that there is no other woman like my aunt who has sacrificed so much for her husband, and I think so too. However, I think there is no second woman who can be so vicious Two..." Huo Qiyun shook her fan:

"You can believe or not believe what I tell you. I have told others about these things, but no one believes me. It depends on what you think."

"You said."

"I'm willing to help you now, firstly because of Huo Xingyu, secondly because I know who Lin Xian is, that child..." Huo Qiyun paused, then continued:

"She destroyed it herself."