After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

In the chaos, Huo Lin hugged Huo Peixue's falling body in time, and shouted: "Call Dr. Li quickly."

Not long.A middle-aged man pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in: "Did you take the antihypertensive medicine?"

Only then did Li Yun come to his senses, and hurriedly took out the antihypertensive medicine from his bag and handed it over.

Dr. Li rescued Huo Peixue, and immediately fed him antihypertensive medicine after he woke up.

"Dad." Huo Lin squatted on one side and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Huo Peixue glanced chaotically for a week, until he saw Xia Wan, his eyes slowly settled down.

"You bitch." Li Yun settled down and rushed over to grab Xia Wan's hair, but Huo Yu grabbed his wrist.

"Auntie." Huo Yu's face was not very good-looking, "Please respect yourself."

"I respect myself?" Li Yun's voice was sharp, "He almost killed your uncle, now you want me to respect myself?"

"Why did he harm my uncle?" Huo Yu asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that someone asked my uncle to divorce you and marry another, can you smile and bless you?"

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, his face flushed from holding back.

She raised her eyes and looked around, only to realize that the audience clearly agreed with Huo Yu's words.

Huo Yu looked at him coldly, and said in a low voice, "Wanwan just told the truth."

Li Yun sneered: "You also want your uncle to die, right? Do you think that if he dies, you can snatch the Huo family? No way!"

"Shut up." In order to prevent Li Yun from saying even more stupid words, Huo Peixue had to force himself to shout.

Afterwards, he coughed until he was out of breath, but he really looked like he was dying.

Xia Wan is still nestled in Huo Yu's arms at this moment, seeing this, she can't help but lean into Huo Yu's ear and whisper, "Your uncle, isn't he pretending?"

His breath felt itchy on his neck, Huo Yu unconsciously moved aside, and pressed his head into his arms again.

"Be honest." Huo Yu said, his voice was also very low, "You follow Shen Yan later and wait for me at home."

"Oh." Xia Wan replied.

He almost killed someone with a few words, and it is indeed not suitable to stay here to provoke others at this moment.

"Huo Lin," Huo Peixue also slowed down at this time, and told Huo Lin, "Go and trouble those two journalist friends and ask them to delete the photos."

This banquet was carefully prepared by the Huo family.

Its purpose is threefold,

One is to show Huo Lin's ability to the outside world, the other is to take the opportunity to promote the new project of the Huo family, and the third is the marriage between Huo Yu and the Zhou family.

So this time, Huo Peixue not only invited celebrities from Beijing and China, but also specially invited two reporters.

When the manuscript is released, it will not only gain a good reputation for yourself, but also promote the company, why not do it?

Moreover, once the matter of Huo Yu was published in the newspaper, it would not be so easy to change it at will.

Originally, I was hoping that the reporter would take more photos, but now I have to pick and choose and delete them.

"Can mine be deleted too?" Xia Wan hurriedly asked Huo Yu as if she remembered something when she heard Huo Peixue's words.

Huo Yu looked down at him, with unclear meaning: "Afraid that the photo with me will be spread?"

"That's not true," Xia Wan touched the tip of her nose, "I'm afraid that if this news gets out, others will only pay attention to gossip and not my business ability."

I don't know if Huo Yu believed it or not, he looked down at Xia Wan for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "What kind of professional ability, isn't it just eating?"

Xia Wan's expression was a bit pitiful: "Please, young master."

Huo Yu glared at him, and finally asked Shen Yan to help delete the photos.

Xia Wan was not full at the banquet.

Back home, he opened the bag of broad beans that Huo Yu had given him earlier.

The broad beans are crispy in taste, not to mention the articulate taste, and a very light sweetness.

This bit of sweetness makes the aftertaste of fresh fragrance in the mouth longer.

As far as the several brands I have eaten in Xiawan, it is indeed the best one.

Huo Yu's vision for this thing is really good, and Xia Wan affirmed it while eating.

After eating, Xia Wan clapped her hands, sorted out the issues she had to communicate with the manufacturer, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Afterwards, he took the book and went down to the first floor to wait for Huo Yu.

Without Huo Yu at home, it seemed very quiet, and Xia Wan couldn't help but feel a little scared sitting on the sofa alone.

He paused for a moment, then put on his slippers and turned on all the lights on the first floor to feel relieved.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, until he was about to fall asleep, there was finally a sound from the door.

Xia Wan hurriedly stood up and greeted her.

After sitting for too long, his legs and feet were a little numb. When he was approaching the door, he couldn't help but staggered a step. Huo Yu grabbed his waist and helped him to stand still.

"How?" he asked anxiously.

Through a layer of thin and smooth fabric, Huo Yu's hands covered Xia Wan's soft waist, almost giving the illusion of pressing directly on the skin.

He looked at Xia Wan for a moment and sighed lightly for some reason.

"Not ideal?" Xia Wan became nervous because of his tone.

"Here I am." Huo Yu finally said.

Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, then asked softly, "Yan Yu?"

"En." Huo Yu responded in a low voice, threw the dress between his elbows aside, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Really?" Xia Wan asked, and then wowed again, a smile appeared on his originally solemn face, "Congratulations, young master."

The Huo family lost face when the banquet was held like this.

Huo Peixue didn't kill three birds with one stone as expected, instead he lost his wife and lost his army.

Even if the reporter's photos are deleted, those dusty past events are like dandelion seeds, which will take root in every opening and spread everywhere.

Under such circumstances, Huo Peixue had no choice but to sever his wrists, otherwise the outside world would not know what would happen.

It is a matter of reputation if it is too small, and it will affect business if it is too big.

"Then why did the young master thank me?" Xia Wan approached Huo Yu with a smile, and couldn't help feeling a little proud, "I'm the big hero tonight."

"An empty shell, what reward do you want?" Huo Yu said that he wanted to go upstairs, but he stopped after taking two steps. Seeing that Xia Wan was aggrieved and dared not speak, he was secretly glaring at him with puffed cheeks.

"What do you want?" He couldn't help laughing, and finally showed mercy: "If you think about it, come to me, and I will think about it."

Didn't say to, just said to consider.

But Xia Wan was still unabashedly happy.

"Thank you, young master." He followed the others up the stairs and into his bedroom.

What do you want?Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xia Wan felt that she wanted a lot, but she didn't want much from Huo Yu.

After thinking about it, his thoughts turned to "Yan Yu".

He got up, turned on his laptop, and checked the information of "Yan Yu" on the Internet.

The official website has not launched new products for a long time, and the jewelry hanging here and there does not conform to the aesthetics of the season.

Especially those pearl products, they just feel old-fashioned when they are made.

Before wearing the book, Xia Wan’s own family was engaged in jewelry business,

Xiali Jewelry is not only the leader in the domestic jewelry industry, but also quite influential in the international arena. It is almost the wind vane of the industry, and it is also one of the very few existences that can occupy a seat only by its sense of design.

Xia Wan remembers every new product at home clearly.

When he was a child, he liked those beautiful and shiny things. Every year, the new product brochure would be delivered to him as soon as possible.

If there is something he likes in it, grandpa will bring it back to him specially, wear it or use it as a toy as he likes.

So Xia Wan could tell at a glance that "Yan Yu" was indeed only an empty shell.

He pondered for a moment, then turned on the search engine and searched for news from earlier years.

In the early years, the style of "Yanyu" was obviously extremely high-end, and the workmanship was also very exquisite. Even if you look at some products now, you will only feel beautiful and not outdated.

The mouse kept clicking on the screen, and Xia Wan accidentally discovered a piece of news from many years ago.

Above is a photo of Huo Peifeng and Yanwei attending the International Jewelry Exhibition.

It has been a long time, but the outline of the tall and handsome man in the photo is still very clear, with Yan Wei and a small bird on his side, with bead chains braided on his hair, not like a mother of a child, but rather like a radiant eighteen or nineteen-year-old young girl.

The two stood together in perfect harmony, and naturally leaned towards each other, as if each had a magnetic field that attracted each other.

Everyone looks like a very loving couple.

And Huo Yu... seems to be more like his father, fierce, sharp, and aggressive, not as gentle as Yan Wei.

Xia Wan looked at it for a while, and saved this photo by accident, before continuing to scroll down.

When he was almost done, he couldn't help but startled.

Such a mess, it is too difficult to bring it back to life.

First of all, the design department has to be completely overthrown.

Design department... As if thinking of something, Xia Wan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He stood up with a jerk, and walked out without touching his feet.

"Young master." He knocked on the door and couldn't help calling him softly. It's not good to be too loud at night, it's no different from a limp cat named Chun.

After a while, the door opened.

Huo Yu stood with the backlight, even if he didn't see his expression clearly for a moment, Xia Wan could feel that the old man's complexion was not good.

"What are you doing?" Sure enough, Huo Yu's voice was cold, and he raised his hand to wipe his wet hair, and asked Xia Wan, "Knock on the door, knock on the door, why are you yelling?"

"I thought of what I want?" Xia Wan said excitedly, not caring about his attitude.

"What do you want?" Huo Yu dropped the towel in his hand and leaned lazily against the door frame.

His posture was slightly tilted, the light shone on him, and the neckline of the bathrobe was open, revealing his firm and bulging muscles.

Xia Wan bit her lip, almost dazzled by that beauty.

"Young Master," he said, "I've decided what reward I want."

"Let's hear it." The place where Xia Wan's eyes touched just now inexplicably itched, and Huo Yu looked at him without a good voice, "I will think about it carefully."

"I want to be the designer of 'Yan Yu'." Under the light, Xia Wan raised her pretty face with blazing eyes.

Huo Yu was stunned for a moment. Under his gaze, he didn't know why he didn't say a word of the teasing words.

"Jewelry design is a specialized subject," he tried to remind Xia Wan, "it's not a job that can be done just by being able to draw."

Xia Wan never thought about switching to jewelry design.

He just wanted to paint the dazzling jewels of his own house in the original world and dedicate them to Huo Yu, as a memory of his precious memories.

Moreover, last time, the reason why Huo Yu lost everything might be because of the lack of Yan Yu's finishing touch?

If he can help Huo Yu do a good job in Yan Yu, will Huo Yu's chances of winning become higher?

Xia Wan blinked slyly: "If you are worried about my technical level, I don't need a basic salary, you can just give me a piece of paper."

Huo Yu looked at him for a moment, and couldn't help but smiled and pushed him on the forehead: "Are you playing tricks on money? Are you so good at settling accounts?"

Xia Wan smiled and asked: "Is it okay, young master?"

With a headache, Huo Yu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, as if there was nothing he could do about Xia Wan.

"Let's talk about it first. If your design is not adopted, don't cry. I hate others crying in front of me."

"Am I such a crying person?" Xia Wan was a little unhappy, but then he realized, "Did the young master agree?"

"Is it okay if you disagree?" Huo Yu snorted, "If you disagree, I will stand here and be watched."

Xia Wan bit her lip, her cheeks felt a little hot.

He obviously only sneaked a few glances, so why are Huo Yu's eyes so sharp?

"Eldest...Eldest Young Master," he stammered a little, "I'm going back to sleep."

"Hello." Huo Yu's smiling voice sounded behind him, Xia Wan paused, and was pulled into the room by someone holding his wrist.

"You...you...what are you doing?" Xia Wan was shocked, and leaned against the door desperately not to move forward.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Huo Yu looked down at the little face full of panic, and couldn't help laughing softly.

Xia Wan unconsciously bit her lips, and a little white mark appeared on her rosy lips.

Although he didn't speak any more, his cheeks slowly turned red.

Huo Yu originally wanted to tease Xia Wan, but for some reason, Xia Wan's appearance reminded him of Xia Wan's eyes touching his skin just now.

Itchy, hot, not so comfortable.

He pursed his lips, and then opened the palm he had been holding before.

That beautiful hand held a ring, at first sight identical to the one on his left hand,

But when he looked closely, he found that there was a delicately carved swallow on the face of the ring in his hand.

It was a hollowed-out flying swallow near the water, which came to life under the light.

"It's so beautiful." Ren Shixia, who was well-informed about jewelry, couldn't help but praise her.

Huo Yu lowered his eyes and pulled up Xia Wan's left hand. There was a string of Buddhist beads on that wrist, and the skin against it was even more white and delicate.

"This is my mother's ring." Huo Yu put the ring on Xia Wan's ring finger, and slowly pushed it to the base of the finger. "As promised earlier, I will put it on for you myself."

The author has something to say:

Why are Huo Yu's eyes so sharp?

Because he has been looking at you too.