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

Chapter 745 Women Are Not Simple

Obstetrician!
The father and son looked at each other, and exchanged a clear look for a moment.

"Before you're not sure, keep asking someone to check!" This time, Huo Weiming was rarely impulsive, but ordered calmly.

After suffering the loss of impulsiveness several times, this time Huo Anchen also behaved.

Huo Yichen is a big boss, it is impossible to kill him with one skill.

It needs to be taken slowly, little by little.

"I know."

"Also, your second uncle should keep an eye on it, and send someone to find out who attacked Mo Ziheng and Mu Jinge. I always feel that this is not an easy matter." Huo Weiming raised his hand and squeezed his chin.

It's like a cloud of fog, but you can vaguely see what seems to be on the other side.

"After the bitch Mu Ge came back, the third child protected him like something. Why did he let him go back suddenly this time? And it was a chance for the fourth child to pick it up? Although the rumors about that bitch and the fourth child have already It’s passed, but you don’t understand?”

What made Huo Anchen hateful the most was that the little bastard who used to be looked down upon would be the heir to the imperial capital Lin Yue.

How could Huo Yichen have such a good life? It's not easy to marry a random woman.

He left suddenly today, and the board of directors had a lot of opinions. After all, it was a major issue related to the future development of the emperor.

But today, none of the outrageous talkers dared to take any real action.

Isn't it just because he knows that that bitch is now Lin Yue's heir, and it is said that Lin Yue's admirer cares about her very much.

Lin Yue may be fine, but if Mu Hansheng cares, it doesn't mean that the Mu family cares.

Mu family——

Although their Huo family is also a military and political family, their father has been in business in his generation, and his grandfather has gone now. In this respect, they are not as good as the legitimate Mu family.

If the third child had such a backer again...

"Go and check, and hurry up with your second uncle." In the end, Huo Weiming could only say this.

More than ten hours have passed, the operation is not over yet, everyone is waiting outside in silence——

Huo Weiqin suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old. He sat on a chair, bowed his waist, put his elbows on his knees, and covered his face with his hands.

How could this be?
He asked himself over and over again, but tears wet his eyes where no one was watching.

Huo Anchi's eyes were also red. He stood beside his father, leaning against the wall, raised his head slightly, and looked at the bright light above his head.

Silence, deadly silence.

Until the slight sound from far to near, accompanied by light responsibility of disapproval.

"...not allowed... more rest..."

The blurred words made Huo Yichen open his eyes suddenly, turned his head and got up almost at the same time.Then, when he saw the person who gradually became clearer, he walked over quickly and took him directly.

Jun Mei frowned, and his tone was very severe: "What are you doing here?"

Then he stared at Lu Qingqing who was at the side.

The latter pursed his lips innocently.

She didn't want to either, but after waking up, Jin Ge's first question was about Brother Ziheng.

She said that she was still in the operation, and she was about to come over after lifting the quilt, and she couldn't stop it.

"Doctor Lin said you need to rest more." Huo Yichen stopped him from going forward.

Mu Ge shook her head, her face was still pale and bloodless, "I..."

As soon as she said a word, a colder voice suddenly sounded, "What are you doing here? Haven't you hurt my son enough? Get out, get out..."

The almost crushing and frenzied voice pierced the eardrums, and Mu Zhenge wanted to look past Huo Yichen, but was held tightly by the man in his arms and did not move, but the man's cold voice without any warmth, strong Send out, "Lao Qi, find someone to take Er Bo back."

Irresistible, cold and firm.

"Huo Yichen, how dare you!" Huo Anchi stepped forward to protect his father, his eyes blazing with anger.

Staring at Huo Yichen, who had his back turned to them, he wished he could go over with a big knife and chop him to pieces.

"Ziheng is my younger brother, you have no right to do this."

"Heh..." Huo Anchi didn't turn around, and only protected the person in his arms all the time, but that extremely disdainful sneer made Huo Anchi blush.

"You can try to see if I have the qualifications."

Huo Anchi's face froze, he planned to tear his face completely.

Mu Ge's arms tugged at her sleeves lightly. Compared with their swords being tense, a coma calmed her down a lot.

Shaking his head secretly, "Qing Chen..."

This is what discouragement means.

At this moment, Huo Yichen can ignore anyone but he won't ignore her either.

"Be good, let Qingqing accompany you back to the ward, I'm here."

Mu Geunge refused, lifting her delicate face from his arms, "I want to wait here."

After going back, she still couldn't feel at ease.

No one is more sad than her, she witnessed such a scene with her own eyes.

Seeing him for her and their children, seeing those iron bars and long knives falling on him; seeing the blood staining his clothes, watching him fall little by little, but he still refused to let go. Hold the car keys with both hands.

She was watching how he used his life to delay time and create the slightest possibility for her and the child.

She was going to wait here, waiting for him to come out.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade her, Huo Yichen had no choice but to hug her horizontally, found a place, and placed her on his lap to hold her.

Huo Weiqin and Huo Anchi, whose faces were distorted in anger, were completely ignored.

Looking at the safe and sound woman nestled in Huo Weichen's arms, and thinking of his son's life or death inside, Huo Weiqin gritted his teeth, unable to drive her away, and his anger and worries always needed a vent.

And the appearance of Mu Geunge became this port.

"How long are you going to kill my son?"

"Six years ago, because of you, he didn't even go abroad alone at home. He finally came back, because of you, he became decadent; now, it's because of you that he has become what he is now, what else do you want? Really Are you willing to force him to death?"

Mu Geunge did not refute, because every word Huo Weiqin said was true.

But when the word "death" came out, his body still trembled uncontrollably.

Huo Yichen took her hand and rubbed her waist lightly a few times, that was to comfort her.

"Miss Mu, no matter what my thoughts are, please leave. I can't watch a person who wants to kill my son appear in front of me."

Mu Ge's lips moved. She could stay stubbornly under Huo Weiqin's persuasion, but she couldn't stay brazen in Huo Weiqin's sentence.

For Mo Ziheng, maybe she is really his ordeal.

Tightly pursing her thin lips, suppressing the pain in her heart that was about to be torn apart, she didn't make a sound to pray, and her figure moved, but she was put on a chair beside her and sat down more quickly.

Covered by shadows, Mu Geunge looked at the man squatting in front of him, the corners of his eyes were moist.

(End of this chapter)