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

Huo Yunqiao flipped through the documents in his hand.

Take the ones marked in red circles especially seriously.

After a while, his sharp eyes swept over Huo Qiang.

With his fingertips, he clicked on the list in the red circle and instructed in a low voice, "Madam is unwell, don't make the scene too brutal, communicate with these people, and cooperate with Madam if you want to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Huo Qiang bowed his head: "I have already explained that there are three people who are willing to cooperate."

The sharp light in Huo Yunqiu's eyes narrowed slightly: "You can send them away after the incident. Madam is still young and unstable, so let her get used to it first."

"Yes!"

Huo Qiang raised his eyes and asked carefully, "Master, when do you think it is appropriate to start?"

When he was in Huo's house before, the master called him upstairs, just to arrange for the wife to smoothly intervene in the punishment hall.

Huo Yunqiu pondered for a moment: "Let's get used to it here in two days."

Huo Qian nodded: "Okay, I will find a suitable opportunity to mention it."

"Don't let Madam know about this matter, nor in the future."

"Yes, master."

"Go down."

Huo Qiang took two steps back and turned to leave the study.

Huo Yunqi was the only one left in the huge study.

"Cough cough..."

A weak, low cough resounded in the silent room.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth, Huo Yunjie skillfully picked up the handkerchief by the table and wiped the corners of his lips.

Bright red stains on the handkerchief.

This smear of red was reflected in Huo Yunqiu's eyes, he frowned slightly, his deep eyes were as calm as water, and he was used to this for a long time.

He threw the handkerchief in his hand to the table, and continued to read the information on the people that Huo Qiang sent to the punishment hall.

The fate of some people on the list will become Qin Ruan's experiments.

...

late at night.

A high-rise residential building in Beijing.

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and ten square shoes stood on the balcony watching the stars.

Lingxuzi's eyes sank slightly, looking up beside the Ziwei star hanging high in the sky, looking for something.

A month ago, there was a looming star field next to Ziwei Xing that was about to die. That was the fate of the Nangong family.

In recent years, the star field representing the Nangong family has been revolving around Ziwei Xing.

Every time the Nangong family crosses the border, it will consume the brightness of the star field, and it will become dark and dirty.

The Nangong family has been consuming their own energy, and their demise is doomed.

But now, the star field belonging to the Nangong family has completely disappeared.

A new star has taken its place.

Lingxuzi lowered his eyes, pinched his fingers, and his expression became complicated.

Before Nangong Yunlong died, he also told the other party that there might be hope for the Nangong family to come back in a hundred years.

Looking at it now, there is no hope.

Excessive pursuit of fame and fortune, unscrupulous to do so, trampling countless innocent people's bones, will only harm others and themselves in the end.

Lingxuzi raised his head again, looking at the new star field that appeared next to Ziweixing.

This is the new family, the Fu family, who will officially enter the cabinet soon.

Its star field is bright enough to match the brightness of Violet MSI.

During this time, the Emperor Star, which was surrounded by stars, that is, Ziwei Star, became a little dim.

Emperor Xing came to the Huo family, and had Ziwei descended to the world. This person was talking about the third master of the Huo family.

He was born in a family and was the head of the family; born in a country, he was the head of a country.

However, his body is weak, and as his lifespan diminishes, Emperor Star will gradually be covered by the bright stars around him.

Lingxuzi sighed heavily with his hands behind his back.

He has been watching Emperor Star for more than 20 years, the head of this lucky star is destined to fall.

It's all just a matter of time.

Lingxuzi knew that Mrs. Huo San was strong and had some connections with the underworld.

However, Ziwei Xing does not return to the underworld, and Emperor Xing is about to fall, and no one can stop it.

Lingxuzi looked solemn, and his well-maintained face showed infinite sadness.

...

Su family.

Main house hall.

More than a dozen bodyguards in black stood in the hall, and the servants were busy carefully.

One of the servants came from the restaurant.

She looked anxiously, walking around in the hall, Bei Jinzhou with a worried look.

"Mr. Bei, the kitchen has prepared some porridge. Would you like to send it to Miss?"

Bei Jinzhou stopped in his panicked steps, his dark eyes fixed on the servant, and he saw the anxiety on her face in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I'll go upstairs and ask."

After taking care of Nangong Chang and the child's funeral during the day, Su Jingshu kept herself locked in the bedroom.

This afternoon and even at night, she did not step out of the bedroom.

Bei Jinzhou went upstairs once before.

He sent the child in an incubator that had been lying there for months in the medical intensive care unit.

Su Jingshu personally asked him to fetch it.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Bei Jinzhou expressed his understanding.

He walked upstairs with heavy steps, stood in front of Su Jingshu's bedroom door, raised his hand to knock on the door.

But I heard a slight movement in the room, it was the sound of crying.

The voice was low, low enough to make Bei Jinzhou feel Su Jingshu's grief.

The door was not closed tightly, and the sound of crying came out through the crack.

Bei Jinzhou slowly put down his hand, leaning against the wall wearily, his haggard face showing mixed emotions.

He was with Su Jingshu for a long time, and he had never seen her cry.

I have never seen a situation where I licked my wounds alone like today.

She has always been the noble Miss Su with a gentle and calm demeanor.

Even if she is a ruthless woman in private, she cannot deny her status as the first lady in the capital.

After canceling the marriage with the Huo family, Su Jingshu is still the best choice for a gentle and gentle wife in the minds of many men.

Su Jingshu is not only a famous lady, she is also the unique head of the Su family, and the entire Su family is in her hands.

With such an identity, how many people want to use her identity to ascend.

If Sanye Huo is the head of the famous family, he is the man that the ladies in Beijing yearn for.

Then Su Jingshu is the upstart in the capital, the suitors of the men from the aristocratic family.

Who knew that this woman fell into collapse and despair in just a few days.

The ten-year search was a ridiculous mistake.

Even more heartbreaking, today she lost her only child.

Only, how precious this word is.

Su Jingshu will never have children again in this life.

At the moment when she tried her best to keep the child belonging to Nangong Chang, she completely lost the chance to become a mother again.

Bei Jinzhou raised his hand and covered his eyes, silently listening to the choking and crying coming from the room, his mood was complicated and difficult to distinguish.

in the room.

In the dark indoor light, Su Jingshu knelt on the ground.

She caressed the cold incubator lightly, her figure vulnerable to a single blow.

Suddenly losing everything, she is unwilling, depressed, sad, and no one can save her.

Ten years of pursuit of the goal, tearing the truth overnight.

Fortunately, there is a child, which gives her some comfort.

Now that even the child is gone, her future is dark.

There were no tears in Su Jingshu's eyes, her tears dried up, and the pain in her heart made her cry blood.

I just want to let go of the sadness in my heart tonight.

After dawn, she was still the eldest Miss of the Su family.