Huo Jiangyu choked for a moment, but he knew very well that today's matter would not be solved so easily.

But think about it.

If Liu Zhenying had not had any embroidery skills and had not contacted the Embroidery Art Research Institute, he would have been scolded for everything in this incident.

So, he breathed out heavily, waved to Huo Lin again, and his tone became a little more serious: "Xiao Lin, what are you doing standing there, why don't you come over and apologize to Miss Liu."

Huo Lin felt that she was wronged to death.

The future boyfriend she had fancied for so long was snatched away by her in one fell swoop. Even her tried-and-tested pressure from public opinion had no effect this time, and even vaguely backfired on her.

Pursing her lips, she stood up reluctantly and walked towards Huo Jiang with a grunt.

But as soon as she took a step, she stepped on a grape that had fallen to the ground at some point. Her foot slipped and she fell heavily backward.

This time, she was not lucky enough to fall on the sofa.

Instead, his back scraped against the edge of the sofa, and he fell hard to the ground. His arm also scraped against the corner of the coffee table, directly creating a gash.

Even based on inertia, the sofa moved back half an inch with her collision. In the quiet living room, the sound of the chair legs scraping the floor was particularly harsh, and it also hit the leg of the maid who was bringing tea.

Just like that, three cups of tea fell from the sky and were poured on the head of Huo Lin, who was screaming because of the unbearable pain.

Fortunately, the temperature of the tea was not too high, it only reddened her delicate skin and did not cause any real damage.

But the unprecedented embarrassment still made her sob unbearably.

"Xiao Lin."

Huo Jiang whispered and quickly stepped forward to check the situation.

Liu Yuqing also showed his kindness as a landlord and ordered the helper to prepare bath towels.

Only Liu Zhenying stood majestically not far away, her apricot-like smile trying her best to express her gloating. She also tugged on the corner of Qu Xiaojue's clothes and whispered: "Did you see it? This is the bad luck charm."

The power of it.”

To put it simply, it means being choked when eating, being choked when drinking water, falling when walking, being unable to do anything, and being unlucky.

However, it is also fortunate that Liu Zhenying gave Huo Lin a low-level bad luck charm. If it had been replaced by a high-level or special-level one, she might not even know how she lost her life.

After the farce, Huo Lin bandaged her wounds and dried her long hair before reappearing in the living room.

Liu Zhenying had long been sleeping in Qu Xiaojue's arms, and his side face looked particularly fair and pretty under the light.

But this leisurely look fell into Huo Lin's eyes, making her clenched her fists almost uncontrollably and gritted her back molars, so that she could not express the hatred surging in her heart.

I don’t know if she had a conflict with the Liu family.

When she just went to clean up, she encountered a water pipe explosion, a hair dryer on fire, a door handle falling off and other things, which made her think that there was someone behind the scenes.

So...she has to hurry up and leave here, otherwise she is really afraid that she will die here.

When Huo Lin got closer, she saw Qu Xiaojue reaching out and pinching Liu Zhenying's cheek, coaxing in a low voice: "They are back."

Liu Zhenying opened his eyes drowsily, saw Huo Lin in his sight, and complained softly: "You are so slow, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"I'm so sorry."

This time, without Huo Jiang's urging, Huo Lin took the initiative to speak, but her voice was a bit gritty, regardless of her usual dignified appearance: "Miss Liu, what happened this time is my fault.

I apologize to you and hope you can forgive me."

"Yes, Miss Liu."
Chapter completed!