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Chapter 757 Huo Yirong¡¯s nightmare, love is too boring

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    Huo Yirong had just stepped out of the room when he heard footsteps coming from behind.

    He looked back and saw Song Qing walking in a hurry.

    This is a beauty with strong facial features that can attract the attention of most men.

    Having watched the beautiful woman for so many years, the second master has to admit that Song Qing has a sister-in-law who is more intellectual and elegant, and is on par with the third sister-in-law who looks cold but is actually sweet and true-tempered.

    After all, he is a person from a small aristocratic family, and he still has an indelible dignity of personality in his bones. He is different from Huo Qiang, Huo Chuan, and Huo Zhi.

    It is also true that Huo Yirong doesn't like Song Qing very much.

    He knows all the capable people in the Secret Guard.

    Song Qing¡¯s strength is superior to Huo Zhi¡¯s, and he knows it clearly.  .

    But this woman is just not lovable, guarding her stubborn self-esteem.

    Since you need dignity, you will only join the Secret Service if you are mentally ill.

    Seeing Song Qing catching up, Huo Yirong looked back and continued moving forward.

    He walked to the Roman column outside the door, leaned slightly against the column, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit the cigarette familiarly, and started smoking slowly.

    Song Qing stopped three steps away from him and remained silent.

    She is always so quiet, she never speaks if she can't make a sound.

    Huo Yirong blew out lingering smoke from his mouth and raised his head to stare at the woman standing opposite.

    The smoke that has not yet dissipated blurred his handsome face, as if there was a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his true expression.

    Huo Yirong suddenly spoke up: "Ten years ago, I went to the coast of Jiangcheng, and it seemed that I was hanging out with someone.

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    I was almost bitten back then. If someone hadn¡¯t been following me, I might have been seriously injured.  "

    As Huo Yirong spoke, Song Qing's body tensed up as she stood there, her thick eyelashes twining uneasily.

    She retorted in her heart: The fish in the net was her half-month's income. If it was dumped into the sea, she would starve next.

    Huo Yirong stopped talking and took another puff of cigarette. His sharp eyes were blocked by the swirling smoke, and his facial features became blurred.

    He stared at Song Qing and continued, "I later found out that that brat was the illegitimate son of the aristocratic family who received us at that time.

    I don¡¯t know what mistake I made and I was kicked out of the house. I was wandering alone on the beach. It looked quite pitiful.  He was young and careless at that time, but if I had the temper I have now, I would have had him beaten up and thrown into the sea to die.  "

    Song Qing pursed her lips and retorted in a low voice: "But you saved her and sent her home."

    Precisely because of this, her life in the Song family was much easier.

    "Yes, thanks to the tenderness and chivalry of the young master at that time." Huo Yirong sighed.

    The cigarette in his hand was extinguished and thrown into the trash can nearby.

    With emotionless eyes, he stared at Song Qing solemnly and sneered: "I thought he was a brat, but I didn't expect it was a girl."

    Huo Yirong lowered his gaze and stared at the black rubber band on her wrist. The obsidian stone on it was deeply impressive to him.

    Song Qing moved her wrist, trying to hide the rubber band that was exposed at some point.

    But she felt that this was too guilty, so she stayed tight in place and allowed the person opposite to look at her.

    Knowing that Huo Yirong had recognized her, Song Qing said respectfully: "Second Master's life-saving grace, I can't thank you enough."

    "Ah!"

    Huo Yirong's response was Huo Yirong's sneer.

    The woman in front of her has an outstanding appearance, gradually merging with that brat with a dog-gnawed hairstyle.

    Huo Yirong ten years ago had all the bad temper of young people.

    At that time, my friends were obsessed with sex, and nine out of ten of them had girlfriends.

    Huo Yirong also followed Feng and got a girlfriend. Unfortunately, that woman was too clingy and ignorant. She was even more nagging than his own father and grandfather.

    Many men like the dependence of little women, but they naturally hate being forced to talk, so they kicked the girl after a while.

    Huo Yirong, who has obtained his freedom, is about to go abroad, so he will go out together with the police to be cool.

    Forgetting whose idea it was, the final result of their discussion was to go to Jiangcheng for a tour.

    Huo Yirong remembered that at that time, he still had half-length hair, and the rubber band tied on his head was a gift from his girlfriend after he kicked her.

    Someone seemed to say at that time whether he was right or notThe corner of her lips curved into a smile, a smile that was sour and painful.

    Over the years, she has never had any extravagant expectations, she just wanted to watch from afar.

    As long as she is not driven away from the Huo family, nothing matters.

    "yes¡ª¡ª"

    Song Qing heard her answer calmly.

    Her heart slowly dropped, as if in panic, she finally waited for the outcome of the incident.

    Such an ending would not cause much loss to her.

    After all, she can still stand here.

    Song Qing stared intently at the obsidian stone stepped on by her shoes, and then looked at the broken rubber band lying on the trash can not far away.

    Gone¡­¡­

    Things that had been preserved for ten years were completely destroyed in just a few minutes.

    Song Qing walked forward with stiff steps, bent down and picked up the obsidian on the ground.

    She turned around and walked to the Roman column, took the things she held tightly in her hands and threw them into the trash can.

    Since the second master doesn¡¯t like it, it doesn¡¯t make much sense for her to keep it.

    Sometimes it is very easy to give up something.

    But what is hidden in my heart and has already taken root and is accompanied by flesh and blood is something that cannot be given up.

    ¡°Maybe you have to use a sharp blade to pierce the flesh and blood, dig it out alive, and then throw it away at the cost of half your life.

    Of course, there is another possibility. Even if the piece of flesh and blood is dug out and discarded, there is no guarantee that the newly grown flesh and blood will have its own emotions.

    "If it is an emotion imprinted on the bone marrow, it cannot be thrown away even if the bones are broken."

    Song Qing didn't know how long she stood in front of the trash can. Thinking of the third master and third young lady who were still in the house, she turned around and walked back into the house with heavy steps.

    My heart is quite calm.

    She was so calm that she was prepared to be buried in the Huo family for the rest of her life.

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