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Chapter 711 The same as the previous life

As expected——

Huo Muchen hugged Song Ci's slim waist so tightly that he wanted to rub her into his bones: "I won't allow it!"

He issued an order invisibly: "I will personally investigate this matter."

"The third child..."

"Brother, do you think your advice to me is useful?" Huo Muchen raised his brows and dragged Song Ci away, leaving only one sentence: "Xiao Ci has been a bait once, and I will not let her be a bait again.

.

We Xiaoci did what we promised big brother.

If the eldest brother goes further, I will make him as tall as one foot!"

The Tao is as high as one foot and the devil is as high as one foot!

Huo Muchen is saying that he is a devil!

He was wearing a gray suit, well-tailored, but because of the air-conditioning lingering around him, he had an aura of coldness. He glanced down at Song Ci, his eyes were so dark, and the feeling of passing by was overwhelming!

"Gone."

He spoke first, regardless of whether everyone agreed or not, and turned the door handle.

Only a room of air is left.

Song Ci was closest to Huo Muchen, and she could clearly feel the slightest hint of displeasure emanating from him. It continued until they were in the car, and then she put down her anxious heart and held his veined wrist.

"I'm fine."

"Who can guarantee that?"

His voice was painful.

"you."

Song Ci also saw a firm answer.

"..."

"Huo Muchen, I know you are worried about me. I agree and I am also worried about myself. I didn't expect that even if we took all precautions, we would still be plotted by the mastermind behind the scenes. But the only good thing is that the mastermind behind the scenes could no longer restrain himself and was

We caught it!

Believe me, we won't be in the same situation as we were a few years ago.

A few years ago, it was because you were not by my side that I had not grown up yet. I was just a flower without strength, the kind that could be stepped on by others at will."

The carriage was quiet except for Song Ci's calm voice: "But a few years later, I will no longer be a delicate flower, but a towering tree beside my husband. Even if it is not a tree, I will still be a thorny piranha. Absolutely

I won’t let anyone plot against me easily!

And, I have you!

This is my biggest trump card!

Mr. Huo, are you still worried?"

"Are you comforting me?" Huo Muchen looked sideways at her, with no expression on his face.

Song Ci slowly raised his lowered eyes, raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, then the bridge of his nose, and then paused for a few seconds when he reached his thin lips, then smiled brightly: "It's not to comfort you, it's to comfort myself.

I guess Mr. Huo must be thinking in his heart now that this little girl is going to show off and be scared again!

You're right, I'm scared!

I died once. How could I not be afraid? This person is behind the scenes. If I don't pay attention, what should I do if I lose my life?

God will never give me another chance to be reborn to make up for the regrets of my previous life!"

"How dare you come to comfort me when you're scared?" Huo Muchen held her hand and his eyes darkened.

"What I'm afraid of is not the mastermind behind the scenes, because I have never been afraid of death. Even if I die, I know you will accompany me, so there is nothing to be afraid of. What I am afraid of is that you will be afraid and blame yourself."

Song Ci spoke frankly about his thoughts, thinking: "The pressure on Huo Muchen is too much.

She always feels guilty and self-blame."

She didn't want to be a drag on Huo Muchen, but wanted to go hand in hand with Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen was indeed less angry after being soothed by her gentle voice, but he was still a little more vigilant.

He leaned over to fasten Song Ci's seat belt, bit her earlobe, and said in a low voice: "You are right, you have learned a lesson, Mrs. Huo."

Song Ci blushed and tightened his seat belt.

"Sit tight and go back to watch the show first."

Huo Muchen drove a low-profile Maybach speeding through the night. When he returned to the Huo family's old house, he had been working hard until three or four in the morning, but he was shocked by the brightly lit Huo family's old house!

Moreover, all around the Huo family's old house were paparazzi who had been squatting all night!

The media are all like flies, they are all-pervasive, and they will rush in frantically at the slightest sign of trouble!

Song Ci and Huo Muchen heard whispers before they even got close.

"The second wife of the Huo family is really wonderful. I and my son share a woman. No wonder they chose to get married in one day just to have a foursome!"

"This is the biggest entertainment headline of the year. It is guaranteed to become a hit nationwide tomorrow!"

"The Huo family will probably be replaced by the Yan family soon. The new head of the Yan family, Yan Baichuan, is talented and rich. He can also complete the SC project before the e-star project. This time, he will definitely put the Huo family on the back foot.

Underfoot!"

"Wait a few days to see if there is any news about Yan Baichuan and Song Ci. I heard that they are not each other's first loves?

I heard that Song Ci was going to marry Yan Baichuan, but later he was snatched away by Huo Muchen!"

"What……"

"It seems that the relationship history between my wife and I is very popular with everyone."

The man's cold and sinister voice rolled out from behind and pierced their spines directly.

Huo Muchen glanced coldly, and the reporters backed away in fear, automatically making way for them.

When the reporters who wanted to interview him saw this, they didn't dare to raise their heads or even speak out.

They know very well: "The news of everyone in the Huo family can be published and reported, but Huo Muchen, the third bedroom of the Huo family, cannot be arranged at will!

Not to mention that M&R has its own media, and if there are any major news to be announced about M&R, it will be announced by the formal news media in China, and it is not their turn to be the gossip media!

Most importantly, they are afraid of death!

So far, not one of the entertainment media outlets that blindly reported Huo Muchen's gossip has survived!

Even people have disappeared without a trace in Hwaseong!"

Huo Muchen pulled Song Ci towards the door, not forgetting to warn in a low voice: "Whatever you want to report about the Huo family has nothing to do with me.

But my wife and I, if you want to report, first see how many lives you have!"

"..."

The media were all watching, and immediately understood: "Master Huo is clarifying the relationship with the Huo family. Originally, they were worried about whether reporting on the Huo family's affairs would anger Master Huo, but it seems that they won't.

!”

As a result, they approached more and more unscrupulously, adjusting the resolution and magnification to the highest level, wanting to take pictures!

Huo Muchen led Song Ci into the hall, and heard a loud shout: "Where did you go in the middle of the night? Why did you come back?"

"Do I need my uncle to take care of where I go?"

Huo Mu looked sideways at the two pairs of dogs and men who were dragged down.

Although they were fully dressed, they still couldn't hide the hickeys all over their bodies.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what’s going on!

When Su Xuening, who was sitting in the middle, was glanced at by Huo Mu's cold eyes, a sense of humiliation surged into her heart.

Her hands were shaking violently, she clenched her gums, her eyes were red, she stood up quickly and walked towards Song Ci step by step.

Song Ci had a smile on his lips and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

Yes, after being tricked, he walked up to her unharmed and looked at her calmly. He was much calmer than Song Yanran.

Sure enough, it's the same as in the previous life.
Chapter completed!
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