After returning to the hotel, it was already dark at night. Song Qingyue and Huo Chizhou had a light meal, briefly freshened up, and then went back to the room to rest.

Huo Chizhou stayed up almost all night.

He had no choice but to keep recalling the scene when Song Qingyue was injured, and his eyes were dyed red with blood. She was right, Feng Jinchen should not be allowed to die. Only by leaving Feng Jinchen with nothing could she avoid being injured again.

If reality didn't allow it, he would even want to kill Feng Jinchen.

That damn guy!

Staring at the ceiling until dawn, Huo Chizhou squinted for a while, woke up, floated out of bed, washed and changed clothes mechanically, went out and stood up straight like a door god, guarding the door of the next room.

Feng Jinchen wanted him to die, but it wasn't as good as that guy wanted!

Didn't that guy try his best to prevent the outside world from knowing that he was just a fake young master? Huo Chizhou wanted everyone to know that Feng Jinchen was not only a fake young master, but also the kind that was maliciously exchanged.

See if the Holy Father and the Holy Mother have said any nonsense like "children are innocent"!

Huo Chizhou's eyes became more determined.

He wants to see Aunt Lu and know the truth about the "son exchange" back then.

squeak--

When Huo Chizhou was lost in thought, the door behind him opened. Song Qingyue, who had finished packing and was about to go out, patted him on the shoulder: "Chizhou, have you been waiting for a long time? Why didn't you knock on the door and come in?"

Huo Chizhou turned around and said, "Qingyue."

The two of them were facing each other, and Song Qingyue could clearly see the black circle under his eyes, and she knew in her heart that he didn't sleep well last night. She didn't know whether he was stimulated by those gangsters, or he was nervous about meeting Aunt Lu today.

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Today he is fragile and uneasy.

All she could do was stay by his side.

Song Qingyue took the initiative to hold Huo Chizhou's hand and said softly: "Chizhou, it's a bit far from here to Aunt Lu's house. Let's take a rest in the car later."

Huo Chizhou nodded gently and used some strength to hold Song Qingyue's hand tightly, as if he would never let go.

She is his!

"Does your wound still hurt?" As he walked towards the elevator, Huo Chizhou's eyes fell on Song Qingyue's scratched wound.

It was all because of him that she was hurt.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Song Qingyue said with a smile: "It's just a small wound, you don't need to pay too much attention."

Last night was a bit dangerous, but the injuries she sustained were really nothing.

It's just like the usual little bumps.

Huo Chizhou didn't take his eyes away from the mouth for a long time.

After one night, the wound has scabbed over, so there is no need to use a band-aid, which is not conducive to the recovery of the wound.

Don't even break a hole in the future. That guy Feng Jinchen can't even hurt her with a hair.

No one is allowed to hurt her!

Making a vow secretly, Huo Chizhou followed Song Qingyue into the car. This time it was Hu Xin who drove them. After seeing the two's good skills, Hu Xin looked at them as if they were watching martial arts superstars, and his eyes were as bright as light bulbs.

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Their boss and wife are amazing.

It feels so safe to be with them.

The vehicle set off steadily towards its destination. Wanting to let Huo Chizhou, who had dark circles under his eyes, sleep and wake up more, Song Qingyue reached out and pulled his head away, leaning it on her shoulder.

Huo Chizhou: "!"

God! He, he...

"Chi Zhou, go get some sleep." Song Qingyue patted his furry head gently, "I'm here."

"Qingyue..." Sniffing the warm and reassuring breath, Huo Chizhou felt sleepy and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!