The moment the living room door closed, Huo Tingxiao stood facing the floor-to-ceiling window and threw the information in his hand to the ground.
Under the moonlight, there were white papers all over the floor, and there were many photos of the same two people, Shen Qingqing and Lu Hanchuan.
And the handsome face on the floor-to-ceiling windows was horribly gloomy.
Shen Qingqing has obviously returned to Tongcheng, and her relationship with Rong Jingyan has also fallen out. Why are you unwilling to come and beg me when you are in this situation?
Shen Qingqing, are you begging me?
If you beg me, I will relent!
"But she chose to go to Lu Hanchuan and be with him. Shen Qingqing, you are really a free-spirited person. Didn't you say you only love one person?"
So what do you mean by the men one after another around you?
"Shen Qingqing, you are looking for death -" Huo Tingxiao was like a furious lion. Almost everything around him was spared. Broken porcelain documents were scattered everywhere, and the huge cracking sound was particularly terrifying in the dark night. people.
The fragment of the crystal vase placed aside scratched the palm of his hand. He clenched it into a fist. The bright red blood flowed faster from his palm, and a drop fell on the paper on the ground, which looked particularly desolate.
Gradually, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and finally the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
But Huo Tingxiao still stood there, motionless, until someone pushed open the villa and walked in¡ª¡ª
He turned around and saw that it was Xiao Yichen. His expression showed no hint of happiness or anger, but Xiao Yichen made a tut-tsk sound. Looking at the mess on the ground, he smiled and said, "Tingxiao, you have always been calm, why did you encounter someone like this?" Are you messing up about Shen Qingqing's affairs?"
Huo Tingxiao ignored Xiao Yichen and knew that Joey should have asked him to come, so he had nothing to say. He just sat back on the sofa, took out the cigarette and lit it, "Joy asked you to come?"
"Yes, he said that he was reporting to you about Shen Qingqing today. He was afraid that you would get angry, so he asked me to take a look!" Xiao Yichen walked over, sat next to him, and took out the cigarette case. A cigarette was also lit, "You must also know why Shen Qingqing came back, and you also know that Shen's mother died in a car accident this afternoon. What are you going to do now?"
Facing Xiao Yichen¡¯s questioning, Huo Tingxiao did not speak, but smoked quietly. Amidst the smoke, his stern face became even colder, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Tingxiao, escaping is not an option. Logically speaking, you should be happy to hear these things. At least she didn't come back for Lu Hanchuan. Why, I saw a look of displeasure on your face? Is it possible? , are you jealous? Are you jealous of Lu Hanchuan?" Xiao Yichen said jokingly, looking at Huo Tingxiao's appearance at this moment, he felt uncomfortable.
"Xiao Yichen, you are looking for death, aren't you?" Huo Tingxiao said coldly.
"Tingxiao, how long are you going to be obsessed with this? In fact, you know very well that maybe you really wrongly blamed Shen Qingqing for what happened back then. You also know that we can't investigate further. What's the reason for the obstruction? It's obvious. There is someone controlling it behind the scenes, and this person must be more prestigious than you!"
"Xiao Yichen, what do you want to say?" Huo Tingxiao replied coldly.
"You know best what I want to say. In the whole of Tongcheng, who dares to stop you, Huo Tingxiao, from checking things?" Xiao Yichen put away his playful smile and talked to him about this issue formally. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com