In the bedroom.

  Mo Wei Yu only dragged his exhausted body to the bathroom for a cold shower and changed out of those blood-stained clothes after Mo Qi fell asleep.

  Just after taking a bath, Mo Wei Yu wrapped herself in a towel and walked out. Before she could change into her pajamas, she received a call from Angie.

  "Don't worry, I've sent Young Master Zhiyan back to the Fang household!"

  "Uh-huh."

  Mo Wei Yu softly responded with a "yes", paused for a moment, still somewhat worried.

  "Do you know what's going on with San Shao?"

  "Mrs. Wu just returned from the hospital, according to her, Third Master's gunshot wound on his leg seems a bit dangerous. Although the surgery was successful, the bullet is too deeply embedded and has compressed the nerves in his leg, so the doctor can't give any clear guarantee, it depends on the recovery situation later."

  Upon hearing this, Mo Wei's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  "Is it that serious? If he doesn't recover well, won't his leg be unable to stand up?"

  "I'm not feeling well either, why don't I go to the hospital and take a look? Or you can go yourself? After all, San Shao was injured while saving you and Qi Bao. It's only right that you should bring Qi Bao along to thank him, otherwise San Shao might be heartbroken!"

  Pout

  No sooner had An Qi'er's voice fallen than Huo Tingchen ruthlessly snatched the phone from Mo Wei Yu's hand and hung up the call!

  Mo Wei Yu was startled and subconsciously wanted to grab her phone back.

  "What's up with you?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn casually tossed his phone aside, his eyebrows and eyes gloomy, with an unyielding commanding tone in his kiss.

  "Break up with her immediately."

  It's already annoying to have other men eyeing one's own wife, and then a messy BFF appears, constantly pushing his wife into the arms of other men. Hehe, San Shao's heart is cool or not, he doesn't know, but in any case, his heart is quite cool.

  Looking at the man's serious face, it doesn't seem like he is joking.

  Mo Wei Yu wiped away the corners of her eyes.

  She thought that at her age, she had never seen a man with such a strong vinegar flavor, and her mind was as sharp as a needle point. Her inner drama was more abundant than the screenwriter of a TV series!

  Huo Bei Chen, this seemingly mature and steady tyrannical president dad, is actually a severe Peter Pan syndrome patient with princess disease, and it's really not wrong to say that about him.

  She turned her head away and ignored him.

  Seeing her pale complexion, it seemed that even arguing with herself was unnecessary. Huo Tingchen narrowed his deep, dark eyes and reached out to pinch her chin, saying in a low voice.

  "Are you still angry about what happened this afternoon?"

  "No."

  Mo Wei Yu patted his hand open and didn't want to delve deeper into this matter with him.

  Seeing her avoidance, Huo Tingchen's eyes deepened by three points instantly.

  He took a step forward, trapping her between his arms and the wall, without saying anything, he slowly lowered his head to kiss her.

  However

  The next second, before his breath had even landed on her lips, the bedroom door was pushed open with a creak!

  "Dad! I have something very important to tell you"

  Huò Běi Chén rushed in hastily, and as soon as he saw the scene before him, he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, covering his face and eyes with both hands!

  "I didn't see anything!"

  He Tongxu's eyebrows furrowed in displeasure as he was interrupted while being intimate.

  Alas, since he was his own son, he couldn't bear to beat him, so he restrained himself and said solemnly.

  "What's wrong?"

  Huò Běi Chén tightly covered his eyes, only exposing his mouth, and the two lips flew quickly, striving for a quick battle and swift decision, absolutely not delaying Dad's plan to have children!

  "I want to hire two bodyguards for Qibao! They will take turns guarding her 24 hours a day, protecting her every moment! Only then can I stop worrying that Qibao will disappear like today when I turn my back! I don't want Qibao to be kidnapped by bad people, I don't want anything to happen to her!"

  When Mo Wei Yu heard Huo Bei Chen think for Qi Bao like this, she couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart, as if seeing a sun.

  Alas, they are father and son who should be of one mind, how come there is such a big gap between them?

  Huo Da's iceberg, why can't he learn from his son?

  What a great warm man! Qī Bǎo is so lucky to have such an older brother, it's really enviable!

  "Got it,"

  Huò Tīng Chēn responded faintly, unaware of what was on Mò Wēi Yǔ's mind. He only heard that his son's thoughts coincided with his own, and he felt somewhat relieved in his heart. For a moment, even his tone became much gentler.

  "I'll have Xiū Yuè arrange it for you tomorrow."

  "Thanks Dad! You guys keep going!"

  He hastily dropped a sentence and then Huo Beichen's face turned red with shame, and he quickly ran out like his butt was on fire!

  He didn't forget to slam the door shut with a loud bang!

  As his footsteps faded away, Huo Tingchen narrowed his eyes and continued.

  He gently covered Mo Wei's red lips, pried open her reluctant teeth, and then breathed a faint tobacco flavor into her mouth, softly coaxing her.

  "Is your temper so bad? Hmm?"

  As he spoke, Huo Tingchen's voice was very low, with a hint of enchanting and dreamy quality that made people feel like they were in a dream.

  Mo Wei Yu originally didn't have any clothes on his body, and was only wrapped in a bath towel.

  The man's rough and thick palm easily reached in, gently stroking her tender skin, generating a fine and subtle electric current.

  But she didn't want him to get his way so easily!

  "Bang!"

  A palm struck the man's shoulder, Mo Wei Yu took advantage of the momentum to tilt her head, and her long hair fell down, covering half of her face.

  "Huo boss, please stop while you're ahead"

  She saw that she was angry in her heart and was afraid of not being willing to yield easily like before, so Huo Tingchen finally withdrew his hand.

  A soft sigh.

  "Am I late?"

  He was referring to Mo Qi being kidnapped by Shen Muyang.

  Mo Wei Yu felt stifled in her heart, although she didn't want to settle accounts with him after autumn, but still couldn't help but retort a sentence.

  "Can't get through on the phone."

  "Hmm," Huo Tingchen responded lightly, rarely explaining, "My phone was accidentally dropped into a teacup by my assistant."

  At these words, Mo Wei's mouth corners rose, and a mocking smile was drawn out.

  "Are you sure he's not joking?"

  "Huo Tingchen replied succinctly, 'No.'"

  Mo Wei Yu raised her head, adjusted her expression, and stared intensely at his eyes with a cold tone of inquiry.

  "Who is behind this?!"

  Huò Tīng Chēn lightly opened his thin lips and faintly spat out three words, "Shěn Mù Yáng".

  Upon hearing this name, Mo Wei Yu's cold smile grew even more pronounced. She suddenly raised her hand and pushed his body away, with a hint of anger flashing in her eyebrows!

  "Huo Tingjun, am I just a fool in your eyes?!"

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