When talking about Chen Feifei, Lu Hanchuan's eyes became a little colder, and his eyes burst into anger. He looked at Jiang Lan with anger, "Even if I can't love Chen Feifei, so what? I never thought of occupying her. Even if my ashes were sprinkled around her cemetery and accompanying her, I wouldn't want to be buried with someone like you!"

Jiang Lan looked at Lu Hanchuan in front of her in surprise. Such words were undoubtedly a blow to her. He would rather be buried around Shen Feifei's cemetery, accompany her and protect her than to bury her with this wife who was married to him by the Ming Dynasty!

At this moment, she really wanted to laugh, and wanted to laugh a lot.

Then he raised his eyes, but what caught her eyes were cold eyes and cold back.

Suddenly the corners of her lips raised slightly, with a little desolate smell, "Lu Hanchuan, I will definitely not die before you!"

...

The bright sunshine shines in, with a hint of coolness. Because it is already late autumn, the weather has begun to turn colder.

Huo Lingxiao looked at the room with her eyes open, full of Chen Feifei's name, and felt a little relieved. It seemed that as long as he saw the photos of the room, his heart would be better.

The long eyelashes moved, the thin lips were pursed, and the coldness was felt.

At this moment, he looked at the sunlight outside the window and suddenly laughed. The smile on his lips was as gentle as jade. He turned his head and looked at the photo he placed under the quilt and said, "Feifei, I have to go out today. Are you waiting for me at home?"

After a pause, he reached out and touched the photo again. Chen Feifei's cheek, "Shen's shareholders' meeting will be held in two days. Chen Yiwei wants to hand over Shen to Xu Youran. Don't worry, that's what you care about the most, I won't hand it over to others!"

In the photo, there is Chen Feifei’s beautiful smile, which is Chen Feifei’s childhood when he was a student.

"The torture to Xu Youran is just the beginning. Feifei... I can't bear to let her disturb your purity again, so she can only accompany me to struggle in this hell on earth. I can't survive or die!"

After saying that, Huo Lingxiao turned over and got up, went to the cloakroom to choose clothes.

Today he wore a pure black handmade suit with a white shirt inside. Although he was a little vicissitudes, fortunately his foundation was good, but he looked too thin and his momentum was not as good as that of the past.

After putting on his clothes, he went downstairs and happened to see Huo Qingyin cooking breakfast and was about to go up and call him.

Seeing Huo Lingxiao in a neatly dressed manner, Huo Qingyin's originally hung heart suddenly fell to the ground. Only such Huo Lingxiao could be considered her brother.

At the dinner table, Huo Qingyin served the porridge and gave it to Huo Lingxiao. Seeing that he was willing to eat, she was so happy.

But when she saw the loneliness in his eyes, her heart still hurt.

There will never be a Shen Feifei again. Perhaps my brother will spend his life torture himself...

If Sister Feifei is still there, that would be great...

"Brother, are you going to go back to Huo later?" Huo Qingyin asked softly.

Huo Lingxiao did not look up, but just drank the porridge on his own. It was not until he finished drinking the porridge that he looked up at Huo Qingyin. There was a sense of coldness in his low voice, "Huo Qingyin, move out of here before tonight!"
Chapter completed!