The Young Master’s Bride

Huo Zhongrao glanced at Mo Chen, and Mo Chen nodded, then walked out.

This apartment has a medicine cabinet, but after so many years of use, the medicine in it must have expired.

"Let go!" The little demon whispered again.

"In front of the child, don't be like this!" Huo Zhongrao looked at the blisters on the back of the little demon's hand, distressed.

The little demon glanced at his daughter and son, and the two of them immediately lowered their heads to eat.

It seems to be able to tell that father and mother quarreled.

The little demon closed his eyes and calmed himself down.

The two sat like this, the little demon didn't speak, and Huo Zhongrao didn't speak.

The little demon knew that Mo Chen must have gone to buy medicine, and it must be the two of them who had not brought a guard.

Thinking of the guards, the little demon smiled mockingly on the corners of his lips. Since Huo Zhongrao became president, neither of them went out for a walk alone.

Because he is a high-ranking president, there are always busy schedules and a guard to follow wherever he goes.

Thinking about the life he has lived these years, the little demon only feels depressed and painful.

Mo Chen came back. There was a first aid kit in the car with a complete set of medicines, and they were all the best to use.

Zhan Qing applied ointment to the little demon and wrapped it in gauze.

The little demon looked at his hand, smiled, and then said a distant "thank you."

Huo Zhongrao twisted the hand of the ointment lid and looked at the little demon, his eyes darkened.

Mo Chen's cell phone rang. After he answered the call, he walked over and looked at Mo Chen's face. The little demon knew that Huo Zhongrao must be leaving again.

"Your Excellency, you can stay for three more minutes!" Mo Chen looked at the watch on his wrist and said with some embarrassment.

Huo Zhongrao's jaw floated faintly.

"Let's go to the bedroom, let me say a few words to you!"

Huo Zhongrao held the little demon's hand and said to her.

"I have nothing to tell you, let's go, don't come to my house in the future!" The little demon's voice was so low that only she and Huo Zhongrao could hear it.

Huo Zhongrao squeezed the little demon's hand fiercely. The painful little demon wanted to scold him, but she couldn't do that in front of the child.

Huo Zhongrao got up, directly picked up the little demon and walked to the bedroom.

"Huo Zhongrao, you bastard!" The little demon bit his neck viciously.

Huo Zhongrao snorted and let the little demon bite.

Mimi and Doudou looked at their father taking their mother away, both smiling.

"Eat well!" Mo Chen said softly.

"Uncle Mo, I haven't seen Brother Hanbing for a long time, where has he gone?"

Mimi looked at Mo Shen and asked.

"It's Uncle Han. He is sick. When he gets better, I will take him to see Mimi!"

Mo Chen touched Mimi's head and said.

Thinking of someone pretending to be sick at home, Mo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, and a rare smile appeared.

bedroom

Huo Zhongrao threw the little demon onto the bed, bullied himself on top, and put the little demon bones under him.

"Huo Zhongrao, don't be a gangster..." The little demon pushed him hard, but it was useless and said angrily.

"Little demon, be obedient, I'm leaving in a while, I'll just say a few words and listen carefully."

Huo Zhongrao held the little demon's moving hand, the blue veins on his forehead violently, and the little demon struggling out of the fire.

"Huo Zhongrao, I don't listen. I'm divorced this marriage. I don't love you anymore. I don't want to live with you anymore, so hurry up and divorce!"

The little demon shouted to Huo Zhongrao very angry.