The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 874 I am a woman who worships gold (111)

  Seeing that this middle-aged man kept answering the wrong questions, but he never said the specific place of Qu Chengze's burial. Even Gu Chubai, who thought he was good-tempered, couldn't help but feel a little bit angry between his eyebrows and eyes.

   "Uncle, don't talk about it anymore, just say where the young man asked you to bury the coffin!"

   "Oh oh... okay, okay!"

  The middle-aged man who took care of Chubai was very angry. Knowing that none of the big people here is easy to provoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his head and quickly began to detail the process of lifting the coffin with the brothers.

  After this laborious questioning, Huo Jingzun and Gu Chubai finally asked for the specific directions.

  ……

  Today is an excellent weather. In a remote mountain village, the flowers bloom in full bloom and the sunshine is thousands of miles away, which is as beautiful as a paradise.

   is just the mood of Huo Jingzun and Gu Chubai, but they are not as bright as this.

"President, if you are not mistaken, it should be here. You see, in front of this mound, although there is no tombstone, according to the middle-aged man, Shao Qu chose a tall acacia tree to be buried. "

   "And near this hillside, there is only this Hehuahuan plant that blooms most luxuriantly. Forgive the middle-aged man for not having the guts to fool us."

  Huo Jingzun frowned slightly when he heard Li Tezhu's words, scanning the densely blooming crimson flower tree.

   Just a breeze hits, the fragrance is rich, and the flowers are tangled-together, as if lovers are whispering.

  Huo Jingzun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that this scene was extremely intrusive.

  He-Huanhuayu, always used as a metaphor between a husband and a wife, the singing and singing of the piano, and the white heads will always confess.

  However, how does Qu Chengze deserve to be buried with his wife under the a-huan tree?

  ……

   "Boss, shall we dig now?"

   Seeing Huo Jingzun's gloomy eyes as if he was about to cut down the flower tree, Li Tezhu was frightened and asked cautiously.

  Unexpectedly, the man in the high-definition suit, despite his cold and expensive clothes, grabbed the shovel among Li Te’s assistants and began to dig the soil himself.

  "……"

  Seeing this scene, Li Tezhu was even scared to death.

   "Boss, this kind of dirty work, let's do it small."

"roll!"

  Huo Jingzun glanced at the opponent indifferently, the anxiousness of the internal organs, almost piercing the man's heart.

  No one can understand the torment of this road. In my heart, he is full of Su Qinghuan's voice and smile. Now that the sweetheart is in front of him, how would he be willing to use fake hands.

  Gu Chubai saw that Li Tezhu was so frightened that his body became weak and the other bodyguards did not dare to rush forward. Gu Chubai quickly smiled gently at them.

   "Let me dig together with Mr. Huo."

  Speaking, the young man in a Zen suit soon took a shovel and joined the digging team.

  ……

   After digging for about ten minutes, a coffin made of small leaf red sandalwood was exposed. The coffin was still very new, and it was obviously just buried in the soil in the past two days.

  Huo Jingzun saw this scene, and immediately his breathing became faster.

  "Bring the tools, and immediately pull out the nails on the coffin! And be careful, don't hurt the people inside!"

   "Okay... OK, BOSS!"

  A few bodyguards tossed for a while, and soon the coffin opened.

  In the pure black coffin, a young and handsome man was quietly hugging a girl in a plain dress.

  The girl's face was pale and delicate, as if she was just asleep, and the young man holding her had a smile on the corner of her lips, and between her eyebrows, she could still distinguish a bit of tenderness, which seemed very satisfying.

  When they saw the two figures embracing and sleeping inside, everyone was shocked!

  "This! This, my God--"

   Even if the subordinates accompanying him have been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves for so many years, who would be so happy to have seen the dead be buried by the dead!

  Everyone staggered with fright, the nearest Li Tezhu almost stared out, he covered his mouth and exclaimed in shock.

   "Shao Qu, he turned out to be really...really..."

  Is it worth it to die for a woman who has been dead for a long time?

  ……

  Compared with the horror of his subordinates, Huo Jingzun's eyes were red, his first thought was to separate the two in the coffin.

  This scene is too eye-catching!

  ——Qu Chengze's kind of scum, also worthy of being buried with his beloved wife? !

  "Drag Qu Chengze out!"

  Gu Chubai saw Huo Jingzun’s thoughts and quickly stopped him.

  A man in a plain meditation suit quickly grabbed Huo Jingzun’s wrist, and said compassionately.

   "Amitabha."

   "Mr. Huo, this is the end of the matter, why are you clinging to it?"

   Gu Chubai said, and he swept across the two people buried in the coffin in a daze.

  ——In any case, he still admires Qu Chengze a little at this moment.

   Gu Chubai once thought idiotically that in order to redeem his sins, he would like to become a Buddhist monk before his death and be buried with her after death. Unexpectedly, his love rival would be able to do this for Su Qinghuan.

  Tears gradually appeared in Gu Chubai's eyes. He gripped the Buddha beads tightly. Finally, the beads made of agarwood could not withstand the pressure, and they scattered quickly.

   "Mr. Huo, let Qing Huan be buried here."

   "Where's Nagqu Chengze?!"

Huo Jingzun asked sharply.

  Gu Chubai smiled lightly.

   "If you are dissatisfied, just dig an extra grave for Qu Chengze."

  The three of them all boast that they have a deep affection for Su Qinghuan, but no matter which one of them, they are not worthy to be in the same grave with that woman.

  Yes, they are not worthy.

   But even so, they still have delusions.

  ——Even if you just look at her from a distance and guard her, it’s good.

  ……

  After returning to the imperial capital, Gu Chubai really lost his hair as a monk and escaped into the empty door.

  The actor who was once chased by thousands of people, now his wealth is gone, and he has become a monk in Changle Temple. He recites the dharma title, smiles with compassion every day, eats fast and recites Buddha, and saves all beings.

  This is his way of atonement.

  And Huo Jingzun, who was once obsessed with building a business empire, Huo Jingzun, is now busy with the Qinghuan Charity Foundation to send grants to those mountain girls who need help.

  Even so, Huo Jingzun still couldn't sleep night and night.

  The man's eyes and heart are full of Su Qinghuan's voice and smile.

  "Qinghuan, I'm sorry...I'm really sorry..."

  In a dark room, the man curled up in the corner, whimpering low.

   Then, he made a hole after another in his wrist...

  Till those scars, they all converge into a woman's name.

  ……

  One day later, someone finally discovered something was wrong, because Huo Jingzun locked the bedroom door, and the servant repeatedly called him several times, but there was no response.

  When the servant broke in, only the man who ate a whole jar of sleeping pills and died inside.

  It is reasonable to say that after taking so many medicines, Huo Jingzun should have a painful expression, but when the man left, his expression was very peaceful.

  Only in his hand, still holding a photo tightly, the servant tried so hard, but couldn’t pull it out...

  (End of this chapter)