Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Qin Ruan's vision went dark, his pupils shrank in panic, his pale red lips trembled slightly, and his outstretched hand was also trembling.

She knew there was something wrong with the prayer beads, but she never expected that eight of them would break into pieces.

Qin Ruan really wanted to summon Ming Tianheng over, grabbing him by the collar and asking if it was the day when all the beads were broken that Huo Yunheng would welcome death.

Why is everyone cheating on her.

Are these concealments a way to retaliate against her?

Qin Ruan's fingertips touched the cracked Buddha beads, and her heart ached so much that her breathing became weak, as if someone was stabbing her heart with a knife.

"Dong dong——"

There was a knock on the door, followed by a familiar gentle voice: "Ruan Ruan, are you in there?"

Qin Ruan's whole body was agitated, and he subconsciously closed the secret compartment of the bookcase against the wall at an extremely fast speed, and the books he had taken down before were restored to their original state.

She turned around and walked quickly to her desk, picked up the Strolla pen on the table, which she had been invited to participate in a foreign auction some time ago and watched from the sidelines via video.

When I saw this pen, I thought of my elder brother who often used pens to sign in the company. I made a move and bought it for a sky-high price of 125 million.

The Strolla brand is the world's top fountain pen manufacturer. It is the first choice for signatures used by the world's richest man, the royal family, many international celebrities, and even the wealthy and powerful. Therefore, it has gained the reputation of being the most expensive pen in the world.

The Strolla diamond pen in Qin Ruan's hand is inlaid with 1919 diamonds. There is a super large diamond weighing 3 carats on the cap of the pen.

The weight of the entire pen is over 30 carats. Its complex craftsmanship and the influence of the brand and the user make this pen so valuable.

"Ruan Ruan?"

Huo Yunqian's call sounded outside the door again.

This time the other party didn't wait for her to respond and slowly opened the door.

Qin Ruan stood in front of the desk wearing a silk nightgown, holding a pen tightly in his hand, staring blankly at the dazzling man who walked in with his own light.

Seeing Qin Ruan in front of the desk, Huo Yunqian's lips curved into a chuckle.

With a gentle and doting look on his face, he walked up to Qin Ruan with gentle steps, reached out to brush away her messy hair, and said in an unprecedentedly soft voice, "I thought you weren't here. Why didn't you say anything when I called you?"

After entering the room, he kept his eyes on Qin Ruan and never looked in the direction of the bookshelf.

This made Qin Ruan, who had been paying attention to him, feel relieved.

She raised the pen in her hand and brought it to Huo Yunqian with a calm and soft voice: "I'll come here to get the gift for my brother."

Huo Yunqian took the pen from her hand and turned the pen over with his long, fair fingers. His movements were casual, not like he was treating the world's top luxury goods, but just treating it like an ordinary object.

He stared at Qin Ruan with his deep eyes, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow: "Brother was entangled when he went downstairs. I'll hand it over to him for you when I get back, okay?"

"good--"

Qin Ruan didn't care who gave the gift at all, she was just looking for an excuse to hide her guilty conscience.

Huo Yunzhi reached out and touched her to remove her makeup, revealing some blue eyes, and sighed distressedly: "Your face still doesn't look good. Do you want to follow me downstairs to meet someone, or do you want to go back to your room to rest?"

Qin Ruan restrained his body from wanting to avoid it, stood there obediently, and said in a dry voice: "I want to take a rest."

She knew something was wrong with her state, and when she recalled how broken the Kuntianming Buddha Bead was, she was only anxious and uneasy, and she had no time to worry about it.

Right now, she just wanted to be alone, go over all the information she had obtained from last night to now, and try to find clues that could confirm her guess.

Huo Yunzhen took back his hand and said indulgently: "Okay, I'll take you back to your room."

He put his arm around Qin Ruan's thin shoulders, and supported her arm with his other hand to leave the study.

After sending the person back to the bedroom, Huo Yunqian turned around and was about to leave, when Qin Ruan, who was lying on the bed, grabbed his sleeve.

He looked back with a smile on his face and asked in a gentle voice: "What's wrong?"

Qin Ruan's eyes no longer evaded, his affectionate fox eyes stared deeply at Huo Yunji, his red lips moved, and he asked in a very soft voice: "Third Master, did you marry me because you like me?"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Huo Yunzhen's handsome face. He gently squeezed Qin Ruan's hand with his fingertips. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on the back of Qin Ruan's soft hand.

He raised his eyes, his passionate peach blossom eyes were seductive and overflowing with intoxicating affection.

He said in an extremely serious tone: "The thing I regret the least in my life is the beginning of a strange encounter with you at the Royal Court Hotel. The moment you broke into my world, our fate was destined to be... I have been entangled for the rest of my life. When I get older, it would be too pretentious to say what I like."

Huo Yunji pulled Qin Ruan into his arms, lowered his head to capture her slightly opened lips.

A low murmur sounded from between their lips.

"Mrs. Huo, there is no one in this world who makes me happier than you. You are my one and only, and you will be my forever companion until death."

There is no mention of love in every sentence, but deep feelings are expressed in every sentence.

Qin Ruan felt like her soul was about to leave her body at this moment. She looked closely at the gentle smile in Huo Yunqian's deep eyes. She didn't know whose heartbeat was beating violently. It was so clear that every sound was telling. Emotional excitement.

She did not avoid the other party's kiss, but took the initiative to deepen it, seeking the source of stability for her.

The cool feeling on the lips quickly heated up as they rubbed against each other.

Qin Ruan didn't think about anything else. He hugged Huo Yunqian's waist tightly and obediently let him do what he wanted.

And she only seeks a sense of belonging that makes her feel at ease - it comes from the warm embrace of the third master.

Due to his constant low body temperature, Huo Yunqian's breath felt a little cool. He noticed that Qin Ruan was breathing unsteadily and was afraid that her lack of oxygen would affect the child in her belly. Although she was reluctant to leave, she restrained herself from the red lips that made him sink.

"Baby, don't think blindly. Life is so short. We should spend the rest of our lives enjoying the warm light of the world."

A sound of "baby" filled with all kinds of pity and tenderness echoed in Qin Ruan's ears, making her heart drunk.

Huo Yunqian's comforting words were like a reassurance for Qin Ruan, and her face finally showed a smile that was no longer pretending to be decent, but a relaxed and bright smile.

Her red lips curved in pleasure, and she nodded vigorously: "Okay-"

Life is only a few decades long. If she keeps entangled with the past of her past life and this life, wouldn't she have to endure the pain of entanglement every day?

And it's still some unverified speculation.

Qin Ruan suddenly felt relieved.

What she was afraid of was not Huo Yunqian's concealment, nor the breakup of their love for each other in the dream, but the fear that having children with each other in this life, or even getting married now, might be due to revenge. .

She knew Mr. Huo, this man didn't bother to lie.

Since the other party said that he married her because he liked her, it must be true.

In this case, she has nothing to worry about.

Huo Yunji naturally noticed the change in Qin Ruan's mood. He was still hesitating on how to suppress her soon-to-be-recovered memory. Now that he saw her putting down her heavy burden, his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

He ruffled Qin Ruan's hair and smiled as softly as the spring breeze on his face: "You're so good."

The barriers disappeared after a simple exchange, leaving only the sticky and charming warmth and ambiguity.

Huo Yunqian gently stroked Qin Ruan's back with his palm, soothing him with gentle movements.

Qin Ruan lay a little embarrassed in his arms, smelling the familiar cold aroma, his restless heart was soothed, and sleepiness came with him.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yunqian stopped his movements and placed Qin Ruanping, who was breathing evenly and falling into a deep sleep, on the bed.

The warmth on his face faded, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and his tight jawline looked cold and a little inhumane.

Beautiful fingers as white as jade stroked Qin Ruan's cheek, and a low murmur sounded in the quiet room.

"Aruan, can you always be so good?"

Qin Ruan couldn't hear her, she fell into sleep with a relaxed expression, and there was still a slight curve on the corners of her lips due to the previous conversation.