"Feel sick? Feel sick? Don't forget, you climbed into my bed!" Huo tingxiao's expression was not angry, as if he were Shura standing in front of Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing didn't speak or refute, so she stood where she was, and her eyes like water slowly fell on Huo tingxiao's body, as cold as water.

Before she could speak, Huo tingxiao's big palm tightly bound Shen Qingqing's neck and made no secret of his strength. He tried as hard as to strangle Shen Qingqing. Soon Shen Qingqing was out of breath.

But she forced herself to just look at Huo tingxiao with an expressionless face. Her watery eyes were full of suffering, but she stubbornly refused to let herself make any voice of begging for mercy.

No one can hurt her anymore, except yourself!

"Do you want to kill me? I'm honored to tell you that my heart is the same!" Shen Qingqing's pale lips closed one after another, slowly breathing in the cold words.

Huo tingxiao's whole body trembled, and the expression on his face became more dark.

"Shen Qingqing, it turns out that we all think the same thing! However - I not only want to kill you, but also personally send you to hell!"

magic In other words, Huo tingxiao's big palm gradually reduced its force and gradually loosened it.

"Huo tingxiao, you are wrong -"

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingqing opened her mouth later. She looked at Huo tingxiao's eyes without fear. There was no emotion in her eyes.

Dried up is like a dead well!

"I'm already in hell!"

Shen Qingqing said word by word, as if afraid that Huo tingxiao couldn't hear him.

Huo tingxiao silently looked at Shen Qingqing standing in front of him. From the moment he first saw her, he knew that Shen Qingqing in front of him was not Shen Qingqing who followed him and called him Xiao's brother, but——

No matter what she becomes, she can't get rid of the sin she bears!

I don't know why. He was inexplicably upset when he heard what she said!

……

Huo's old house.

The ancient courtyard is brightly lit.

An old man was sitting at a stone table. On the table was a game of chess. The black and white chess pieces looked particularly desolate in the moonlight and light.

"Penghua, it's late. Let's go and have a rest. I'm sleepy!" the old woman sitting opposite him said softly.

"You feel sleepy when you play chess with me?" it was Huo Penghua, the master of the Huo family, who once dominated the shopping mall, who was opposite his wife, Qu Ruyan.

"Well," Qu Ruyan said with a smile, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, "Penghua, anyway, Tingyan is always the descendant of the Huo family. Even if he did something wrong eight years ago, the punishment for him these years is enough. Let him come back!"

"Let me think about it again!" Huo Penghua put the sunspot on the chessboard, and the old man seemed to flash a light in his eyes. "The girl of the Shen family has been released from prison and has a child. Tingxiao has already shot!"

Hearing this, Qu Ruyan was stunned, gathered the broken hair hanging on his cheek and sighed, "is the child tingxiao?"

"I don't know, but tingxiao has gone to the paternity test, and there will be results soon!" Huo Penghua said faintly, picked up a white son and put it on the chessboard without looking up.

Qu Ruyan sat aside and looked at the man in front of him. He bowed his head and thought for a long time before he said, "Penghua, the girl of the Shen family has suffered enough. If the child is not from the Huo family, you can come forward and break the evil relationship between tingxiao and her!"