Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 528 Are you going to rest, or should I go?
"Brother!" Mu Jinrou was the first to come back to her senses, as if she hadn't seen Mu Geing's existence at all, she took a few steps forward and took Mu Zekai's arm, asking in a low voice, "Why are you Come here? I never heard you mention that you will come here before!"

As the Emperor's partner, Mu Jinrou attended Huo Zhenting's funeral as a representative.

When we talked at home that day, my brother was also there, but I didn't hear him mention that he would come.

And still with this woman.

Huo Yichen didn't look this way at first, but like some kind of induction, he suddenly turned his eyes sideways without moving, and saw the figure that had disappeared for three years, his face still remained unchanged, but However, the pair of pupils shrank violently, and the glass of water in his hand was silently squeezed tightly by him, and with a muffled "bang", he saw the tea cup was crushed by him.

The sudden sound brought back the astonished Baili Meng and Thyme Xiang's thoughts. Seeing the blood quickly spilling from between his fingers, the expressions of the two sisters changed. They hurried forward to check his wound, but they were caught. He fended off with a light wave of his arm, and he didn't care how embarrassing the two sisters were made by such a move.

All his eyes were on the woman who walked in.

That face, that face that has not appeared in his mind for three years, seems to bring the dream back to reality in an instant.

Has she finally returned?

Huo Yichen's palm was injured, but Mu Jinrou was not as considerate as before. She moved her footsteps, but after a while, she still stayed by Mu Zekai's side, but she held his arm so tightly that no one else could notice it, and her hanging The eyelids conceal the changes in the bottom of the eyes.

Mu Ge's footsteps were still unhurried, she went straight to the mourning hall, took three sticks of incense, bowed three times to Huo Zhenting's coffin, inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of her, knelt down, and kowtowed three more times , then got up and came to him, and said softly: "Please forgive me."

After saying that, Mu Geunge turned around and was about to leave without any pause, but when he passed by, Huo Yichen grabbed his wrist.

Mu Ge glanced down at his right hand, which was being held in a gentle manner, and frowned slightly, but said softly, "Mr. Huo, what's the matter?"

Huo Yichen stared at her, pursed his dry lips, he seemed to want to see something from her eyes, but found that he couldn't understand her much more than before.

The expression on the woman's unusually beautiful face was warm and indifferent, without much emotion, just like the voice called Huo Dong, the strange one was just a stranger who had only met a few times.

stranger?

He remained silent, but his thin lips curled up in a mocking arc.

Seeing that he didn't speak, it seemed that he understood the pain of his loss of a loved one, Mu Geunge reminded him gently, "Dong Huo, if it's okay, please let me go, I still have..."

"Grandpa always said your name before he passed away..." The man's low and hoarse voice could be called vague, restrained and calm, his dark pupils that could not see to the end were almost greedily fixed on her body, forbearance and silence The next voice is an unbearable sadness.

Mu Geunge's calm eyes were slack for a moment, and soon regained his composure. Looking at the thick dark circles under the man's eyes, before he could say anything, he saw the man's figure shaking unsteadily, and he turned towards her Leaning over, fortunately, he didn't pass out completely, it seemed that he was just too tired and needed to be leaned on by himself.

Mu Gexiu frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and pushed, but before she could use any force, the man's low and hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Dizziness, let me lean on for a while."

Mu Geunge naturally ignored it, but she couldn't push him away from the man who claimed to be dizzy no matter what.

"Huo..."

"Grandpa said he missed you very much, and at the last moment he insisted on seeing you..." These words were not reproaches, but rather narrating Huo Zhenting's regrets during his lifetime.It was precisely this kind of indifferent remark that made Mu Geunge's pushing hands stop suddenly.

When he came back this time, he planned to send grandpa off for the last time.Regardless of the past, the right and wrong of grievances and grievances, she has nothing but gratitude to her grandfather.

Feeling the increasing pressure on his shoulders, Mu Zhenge suddenly asked again: "How many days have you not rested?"

"Three days." Huo Yichen simply buried his whole body in her neck, the familiar breath instantly released the exhaustion that he tried his best to ignore, his voice was hoarse and restrained.

After a brief silence, Mu Geunge said, "Go and rest, I will guard today."

"I'm not tired." Huo Yichen refused without even thinking about it, and quietly increased his strength in holding her hand, as if afraid that she would be just a dream in the next second, and would disappear in his eyes in an instant.

"Are you going to rest, or should I go?" Regarding his refusal, Mu Zhenge didn't intend to say too much, and she put eight concise words that could not be discussed.

Huo Yichen didn't speak for a while, and when Mu Geunge was about to push him away again, he suddenly raised his head from her shoulder, with deep eyes, "Okay, I'll go to rest." That faint voice was different from treating other people. People's indifference and alienation reveal a trace of pampering and imperceptible cautiousness.

Although Huo Yichen agreed to take a rest, he did not leave immediately, his hands were still holding her, and his eyes were staring at her, as if silently seeking something.

Mu Muzhenge's eyelids drooped slightly, and she withdrew her arm from his palm. She said casually, "When I came back this time, I specially sent grandpa on his last trip." So she won't leave suddenly again.

With this promise, Huo Yichen seemed to be a little relieved, looked at his empty right hand, raised his hand and twisted it between his eyebrows, and when he turned around, he saw the person not far behind who was still in shock and hadn't recovered. Lu Haoyang ordered, "Lao Qi, wake me up in an hour."

He originally hoped that she would call him, but he would definitely be rejected!

"Ah? Hmm." Lu Haoyang answered absent-mindedly, and Huo Yichen didn't care, just walked upstairs to the room he lived in when he was a child under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it.

Baili Meng bit her lip tightly, her face was already pale under the conversation between the two.

From Huo Zhenting's death to the moment before she appeared, she didn't know how much she said without getting him to look at him.And she... just eight words that are neither serious nor serious make him obedient.

The shame of being slapped in the face in public instantly permeated the whole body.

In the past three years, everything seemed to disappear with her departure.But Baili Meng knew that everyone had changed because of her departure.

She is still the eldest lady of the Baili family, but in the eyes of outsiders, she is no longer the envied Bailimeng who is admired by everyone and favored by the fourth of Haicheng's seven young masters. A woman who is upside down but never taken seriously.

(End of this chapter)