wife who doesn't lie

Regardless of the era, the essence of powerful marriages lies more in joint interests and a stable class. From this perspective, the Huo family no longer needs to consolidate its status through a marriage, let alone with today's totalitarianism.

Of course Huo Yan never thought that there would be an unnecessary marriage in his life, but the fact is that he chose on his own initiative.

"I said, I'll give you a guarantee." Huo Yan pulled him into his arms, and kissed his fiancée who had just successfully proposed.

Of course he understood how despicable and vicious his words were.

But obviously Huo Yan is always an unscrupulous person.

For him, the means are only useful or useless, and there is no difference between superior and inferior. This result-oriented value is naturally related to his fearsome iron fist-holding a saint's mask to achieve great things. It couldn't be more ridiculous.

Today's point is that he must get Wen Mo to agree to his marriage proposal. This is a major event that cannot be missed at all. He is on high alert, cautious, and step by step, just for the safety of this matter, but Huo Yan never realized that, For him who has a high position and power and no one in front of him, what he did in this matter is in essence cowardice, which is something that he hardly ever existed and was deliberately ignored by him.

Of course, he got the result he wanted without any accident. He succeeded. Under the sun, he clasped the back of the other's head and kissed his beautiful wife.

Wen Mo's tears dripped from his chin, wet the carpet, and threw up some dust particles. He put his arms around Huo Yan's neck, and responded to him extremely meekly.

They were fulfilling the normal process of a successful marriage proposal, kissing for a long time, with lips and teeth attached, as if they loved each other deeply.

After a long time, the sticky lips finally parted. Huo Yan clasped his neck and pressed against his forehead, breathing together, he couldn't help stroking his snowy flesh with his fingertips.

Wen Mo no longer shed tears, and there were two light dry tears on his cheeks, his eyes were peaceful, as calm as a mirror lake.

"Huo Yan, promise me three things."

Before Huo Yan could answer, Wen Mo had already spoken, "This child, don't let him get involved in the Huo family's succession struggle, just let him grow up like a normal child."

This condition is not considered a condition at all, Huo Yan had already predicted that his Omega would definitely not let their children participate in the fight for power, and he had already made preparations for giving him something outside the rules.

So, he simply replied, "Okay."

"The second thing is that Paradise Orphanage," Wen Mo looked up at him, "it was seized by the military, you can help me get a license to get it back."

Huo Yan stared into his eyes, and after a while, he agreed again: "Okay."

Wen Mo smiled softly, "The third thing..."

"No matter what you want to do to Zhang Qian, save his life." Wen Mo's voice was calm and gentle, "I know that my request will definitely make his situation worse, and any more explanations will only add fuel to the flames, but Huo Yan -"

Wen Mo's eyes were very gentle, he stroked his face, "You are my husband, you should bear my guilt."

Huo Yan's Adam's apple twitched, thinking to himself, his Omega really knows how to handle him best.

Huo Yan pursed his thin lips slightly, and answered the question, "The wedding is scheduled for December."

After Wen Mo said yes, he stopped talking. His soft lips touched Huo Yan's forehead, hugged him, and buried him in the side of his neck.

The heavy door was pushed open, and under the guidance of two guards, Tongtong was taken to a room filled with cool tones.

The door was closed again.

Tongtong stood in the middle, with tears in his eyes, looking at the invisible man sitting on the leather chair with the light behind him, like a frightened child, his face was full of fear and anxiety.

Huo Yan dropped the document in his hand and sneered, "Huo Tong, a kid who knows how to use chemical fertilizers to purify ammonium nitrate shouldn't be so bold."

"My name is Li Tong!" Hearing the word Huo Tong, Tong Tong was still in tears, but his face was full of resentment, "You killed my father and captured brother Mo, you deserve to die!"

"Oh? Killed your father?" Huo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Who told you?"

Tong Tong stared at Huo Yan and did not speak.

The corner of Huo Yan's lips twitched, and he sneered, "Meng Jin?"

He opened the drawer, took out a pocket black communicator inside, and played with it around his fingertips for a while, "He gave you this too, right?"

He dropped the communicator on the table, stood up, and paced in front of Tong Tong, "So, through his remote guidance, you made these explosives to avenge your murder of your father and brother. ,Right?"

Tongtong turned his face away, and it was obvious from his increasingly angry expression that Huo Yan's speculation was not groundless.

Huo Yan gave a low laugh, and patted his shoulder, "Child, you overestimate yourself."

The same joints are pulled white.

Huo Yan took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath, "Your clumsy instigating tricks can't fool Meng Jin, let alone me."

"It is undeniable that you are indeed smart, but after all, you are too young, so young that you think that with your ability, you can provoke two adults to fight each other." Huo Yan has already closed his smile, "Even if he really ordered you to come, I don't necessarily have to get rid of him."

"I said, don't underestimate your lord."

"At least for now, I don't need to help you avenge your revenge for killing your father."

Tongtong couldn't help trembling amidst those sarcasm words.

He suddenly thought of the dazzling blood red that afternoon, under the loud noise, a large amount of blood spurted out from his father's chest, splashing all over the white wall.Tongtong hid in the dark with his eyes wide open, and he tightly covered his mouth. He knew that the high-speed spinning bullets had crushed his father's heart.

His father had been murdered, but he had to pretend he didn't know anything.

Why are there so many bad people in the world? I don’t understand why his father was killed by his companions, why his mother never came back after leaving the door, and why his little brother Mo was killed by this damn alpha because of him. Painfully bound.

The world is full of things that he will never understand. His father said that he is the smartest kid he has ever seen. Tongtong has tried to use his intelligence to understand all these things, but he is destined never to understand.

According to his plan, this alpha will be killed, and then someone will find some evidence of his contact with Meng Jin in his residence, and he will be considered a pawn of the mastermind Meng Jin, no matter what happens to him, but the military Destined not to let Meng Jin go, in the chaos, his little brother Mo was finally free.

But ah, alpha is right, he's just an eight year old kid.

That day, when he walked to the garage, he was very scared, terribly scared, he knew that the feeling of being bombed to death would be painful, but he never flinched, he already had the consciousness of death, but even so, his plan was still the same. None of the expected results were achieved, Alpha didn't die, he couldn't take revenge on Meng Jin, and his elder brother fell into the infinite abyss because of his exhaustion.

Huge darkness enveloped Tongtong, which was something more desperate than death.

Tongtong's thin body trembled violently, tears fell to the ground, he fully realized his failure and incompetence.

He knelt on the ground, bit his lips tightly, let the tears flow wildly, and tried his best not to make any sound. This was the last dignity he left for himself.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of shiny leather shoes landed on his face.

"Don't worry, you won't die," said an alpha voice from above, "I will give you two choices."

As if making the final decision, Tong Tong wiped away his tears, gritted his teeth and raised his head to interrupt him, "Wait a minute."

He sniffed and said calmly, "Meng Jin put something into my body. I don't know what it is, but you have to find someone to take it out first."

After Li Xiang was shot dead, Tong Tong was startled and had a fever. He was taken to the hospital by Meng Jin, who was called to see a doctor, but in fact he had a minor operation.

But Meng Jin didn't know that he hadn't completely inhaled the anesthetic at all. He was enduring the severe pain in a daze, knowing that someone had buried something into his scalp. He didn't know what it was, but he understood that he was just a As a medium, Meng Jin wanted to do something with alpha through him, so he didn't think of a way to get it out.

Huo Yan pursed his lips slightly, his pupils suddenly became cold, he raised his hand and pressed the intercom on the landline, "Come in a few people right away."

An hour later, several technical experts took out a silicon-like wafer from Tongtong's scalp. After inspection, it was a microscopic instrument that has both monitoring and positioning, which has not yet been put into use and is still being researched and developed in the laboratory. The emitted band will not be intercepted by conventional means.

Huo Yan squeezed the small chip, and laughed, his voice was low and cold.

"Meng Jin, hello." He talked through the air.

After saying this, he put the wafer on the cigarette butt, squinting his eyes to watch it gradually turn yellow and curl, and finally melt into a cloud of black smoke.He put it out together with the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and it became a mass of ashes that could never live again.

"Okay." Huo Yan looked at Tongtong who had a bandage on his head, as if he no longer cared about the episode just now, he leaned back on the chair.

"So, how do you think about these two options?"

Tongtong returned to that villa again.

For his return intact, Wen Mo was not surprised at all, he seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and smiled at him gently like every time he returned home in the past.

Tongtong threw himself into Wen Mo's arms, tears poured out like balls, and for the first time he burst into tears wantonly.

"Brother..." Tong Tong burst into tears,

Wen Mo hugged him, and he didn't say anything, just stroked his head, letting him vent the grievance and resentment of a normal child to his heart's content.

Tongtong cried until his voice became hoarse. After a long time, he finally stopped slowly, hiccupping tears in Wen Mo's arms.

Wen Mo lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair, his eyes were pitiful yet firm, he said softly,

"Same..."

"Let's grow up first."