The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Huo Yuan shifted his gaze, dodging his eyes: "That's Huo Yuan..."

Xihe's eyes widened, and he pinched his neck in anger: "Okay, you dare to contact other women behind my back, you have made you bolder." His expression was ferocious. Huo Yuan rolled his eyes because of being pinched, begging her for mercy.

... An hour later, the two who had ended the fight were lying on the bed. Huo Yuan rubbed her smooth back: "Now we are a legal couple, and the conditions are good. As long as we are safe and sound, we will be fine, but... where is the eldest daughter?"

Xihe also frowned: "I didn't feel her breath, could it be that she hasn't been born yet?"

They came here because they sensed that their daughter was in danger, but the strange thing was that they couldn't feel any breath of her after entering the world, and this was a very ordinary world. What danger could threaten Jiang Shan's life?

Huo Yuan breathed out slowly, lowered his head and pecked her cheek: "Don't worry, she has our soul brand on her body, and she will save her life at a critical moment, we just need to wait patiently."

Xihe nodded and snuggled into his arms, then suddenly raised her head after a while, and asked earnestly, "What is your first love going to do?"

Huo Yuan: "..."

Suddenly grabbed the quilt and covered the two of them: "I don't think you have enough!"

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Upon waking up, the servant at home looked at Xihe with strange eyes, turned her head and found that she had come out of Huo Yuan's room, she raised her eyebrows before saying anything, and wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, Huo Yuan looked at them :"What's wrong?"

Xihe also looked at the servant with a questioning face, and the maid hurriedly lowered her head: "No, it's nothing, sir and madam, let's go downstairs for dinner."

Huo Yuan nodded, and went down the stairs with Xihe in his arms. The Western-style and Chinese-style breakfasts on the dining table were very rich, but the main seat was empty. looking at him.

Huo Yuan nodded, and served Xihe with her favorite snacks while finishing breakfast, not thinking of coaxing the old lady at all.

After breakfast, he went to the company. He also said that he didn't want to be separated from her, and dragged Xihe away. When Xihe asked the reason in the car, he only said: "She is not Yuanshen's real grandma."

Xihe... Just this sentence can guess how many grievances and grievances there are in it, but she doesn't care much, anyway, Huo Yuan is in front of it.

The Huo Group is located in the financial center of City A. There is an entire building, and all the well-dressed urban white-collar workers enter and exit. Everyone's face is full of confidence. Their cars enter the garage and take the president's elevator to the ninety-ninth floor.

Everything in the office is normal today. The secretary helps the president make coffee, organizes today's schedule, and prepares for the 9:30 meeting.

Ding, the elevator door opened, he hurriedly put on a warm smile and walked over to say hello, the president walked out in a casual gray suit, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he was more handsome than a star, he smiled and said: "Mr. Huo, this is today... "Suddenly his eyes widened.

A woman with exquisite makeup came out from behind with Mr. Huo's arm in her arms. She wore a lavender grandma Xiang's dress, with a fair complexion and a gentle smile.

Secretary Li was usually good at speaking, but now he got stuck, and forgot to say hello with a dazed face, causing all the employees in the office who couldn't hear the sound to stretch their necks to look over, and then they all grew up mouth.

"This is my wife." It was rare for Huo Yuan not to criticize such a mistake as the chief secretary.

"Hi everyone." Xihe smiled and waved to the people in the office.

Secretary Li finally came to his senses and blushed: "Hello, Mrs. President." She made way, followed the two into the CEO's office, and came out to pick up coffee after a while. A group of people who wanted to wait for him to come out to ask about the situation rushed to the office. Hold on, with a gossip look on his face.

"Is it really the president's wife? What are the president and his wife doing inside?"

They knew that Huo Zongying got married early, but the president's wife hadn't missed anything in the past three years. She was completely invisible. Why did she suddenly come to the company today? It seems that the relationship with Mr. Huo is still so close. But the president's wife is really beautiful, the kind of rich daughter, beautiful and elegant.

Secretary Li thought of the president who would help the president's wife put the bag and get the slippers as soon as he entered the office, with a serious expression on his face: "Have you finished your work?" A word made the crowd disperse. Gentleness is an illusion, and the devil is Secretary Li's true face.

Huo Yuan still had a meeting in the morning, so he took snacks for Xihe, told her to rest when she was tired, leaned over and took a sip before leaving.

Xihe was lying on the sofa playing a mobile game when he suddenly heard the phone vibrate. He pulled the slippers and went to the desk to pick them up. His eyes froze, and he was particularly concerned about Zhao Mo: the lavender in Provence was blooming, with a picture attached.

She opened the V letter with a blank expression, and swipe from bottom to top. Huo Yuan kept in touch with her intermittently, sharing life occasionally.

For example, Zhao Mo said that it was beautiful there, most of the photo posts were pictures of scenery, and there were very few photos that casually showed her figure or showed her fingers holding a coffee. It can be seen that she is a very beautiful person with a tall and thin figure.

The content was very normal, nothing ambiguous, mostly Huo Yuan took the initiative to ask her where she was, whether she was alone or with others, pay attention to safety and so on.

On May 20th of this year, Huo Yuan sent people to the desert to set off a firework for Zhao Mo.

Tut tut, quite romantic. If she remembers correctly, the original owner happened to know from someone else that Huo Yuan married her because she looked like Zhao Mo, broke down and shut herself in the room all day to wash her face with tears.

"The method is quite clever." No wonder the original owner lost completely. It's normal that she can't deal with high-grade green tea like Zhao Mo.

On the surface, they use various actions to show that Zhao Mo and Huo Yuan just want to keep their friendship, but in fact they use clever ways to make the other party miss her, and think that she loves herself and is free, and needs patience and extreme care to slowly walk into her Heart of her life... Pa, turn off the phone, Xihe went back to the sofa to play with the phone.

If she occupies this body, she will naturally do something for the original owner. It's fine if Zhao Mo doesn't do anything. If she dares to do something, she will let her know what it means to destroy someone else's family.

Huo Yuan was busy until eleven o'clock. After the meeting, another client came, and the conversation lasted for two hours. When he returned to the office, he took off his tie and sat down on the sofa, hugging the gamer A kiss in his arms: "What game is so fascinating? My husband doesn't even care when he comes in."

Xihe didn't raise her eyes: "The game of killing husband."

Huo Yuan:? ? ?

"I honestly went to work to make money, but I didn't offend you." She turned her face, "Look at your phone, look at me."

Xihe was afraid that he would mess up the makeup on his face, so he had no choice but to put down the phone with a glance at him. Huo Yuan raised his arm and sat on his lap to kiss him contentedly... When he went out to eat, Huo Yuan picked up the phone and realized what she meant. laughed.

He blocked and deleted her without even reading the content, hugged her with one hand, and scratched her nose, funny: "Do you want to eat this vinegar too?"

Xihe snorted: "After all, it's your 'first love'."

Huo Yuan: ... If you're scared, you won't be able to reason with women.

During the meal, he took a picture of her eating noodles and posted it on v-blog, with the accompanying text: Mrs. Huo accompanied me to eat at the roadside stall. (end of this chapter)