His throat rolled and he looked elsewhere.

He couldn't read any more, otherwise he would have to take a cold shower again.

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his mobile phone on the bedside. Huo Muchen frowned, quickly picked up the mobile phone, put on his sapphire blue silk pajamas, and walked to the study.

"what happen?"

the man asked.

"Third son, your wife's little lover got into a car accident on the road where they eloped. Do you need me to check?" the man on the other end of the phone joked.

Huo Muchen clenched his fists loudly, exuding a bloodthirsty and violent aura, and lit a cigarette casually.

It wasn't until the green smoke filled the entire study that the man squeezed out a word from his throat: "Yes!"

In Huacheng, no one who dares to touch his wife will survive!

"Okay, I'll check." The man seemed to have thought of something again, and sneered: "Third brother, if your wife knows about this, do you think she will cuckold you again? I really don't know how smart you are.

How come you can't even control a woman? Otherwise, if you come to heaven and earth, I will have someone find you some more women, and you won't have to hang on Song Ci!"

Jiang Jingxing was Huo Muchen's brother who had experienced life and death together, and he also watched how bumpy Huo Muchen's love journey was.

But what Huo Muchen was interested in was Song Ci's unsatisfactory stuff!

Yesterday, the wedding was so big that the third brother was embarrassed in Huacheng. He also wanted to kill the third brother. They were so angry that the brothers almost joined forces to kill Song Ci. If the third brother hadn't stopped him, Song Ci would have reached bliss!

Huo Muchen opened the window and leaned against the railing, letting the cold wind flow into his collar. The strands of hair on his forehead covered the shadows in his eyes.

"She's very good."

"It would be great if you were really good. Who knows what I will do behind your back?" Jiang Jingxing reminded quietly.

Huo Mu thought for a moment and said: "She is very good, I will keep an eye on her!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Jingxing became so angry when he heard the beeping sound of the phone that he kicked the nearby glass coffee table to pieces.

It's really a defense, why can't you say it anymore?

In fact, that's it.

Rumor has it that Huo Muchen, a new dignitary in Huacheng, is ruthless, ruthless, and merciless, but those who know him know that he protects his shortcomings extremely, especially not allowing others to say a word about his wife!

Huo Muchen half-squinted his eyes until there were a few cigarette butts piled up on the soles of his feet. His heart still couldn't calm down. He remembered that Song Ci had mysteriously fiddled with her phone just now, directly pulled out the records, and looked at the questions she searched.

, the corners of his lips curved into a hint of mockery.

Completely give up?

He closed his eyes, slammed the glass door, and dialed the phone.

"President."

Late at night, Assistant Chu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly received a call from his boss and was panicked.

"Huaibei, go and change the answer to the link I sent you. Change it to stick with him until he gets tired of it. Delete all the remaining comments. I don't want to see any more comments when I wake up tomorrow morning!"

Chu Huaibei was listening to his boss's words while operating the computer. When he saw the question above, he almost jumped away. No need to think that it was his wife who had offended the CEO again.

But he didn't say anything, he just worked hard and changed without complaining.

He always felt that the CEO became suspicious after getting married and completely became a "bitter woman in the boudoir".

But he didn't dare to say this. If the boss knew about it, he would definitely lose his skin.

Huo Muchen put down the phone, took out the marriage certificate with Song Ci from the drawer, and just stared at it without saying a word, letting the cigarette smoke on his fingertips ignite sparks and form a line in his eyes.

One night passed.

It was not until dawn that Huo Muchen took a cold shower and walked back to the master bedroom.

The people on the bed huddled up in a ball, making self-defensive postures, which seemed like an uneasy habit.

He put his hand on her cheek.

The man who was sleeping extremely uneasily seemed to feel a familiar breath, his brows gradually relaxed, and he moved closer to him.

Huo Muchen sighed helplessly, hugged her and closed his eyes.

…

Early the next morning, Song Ci slept until past nine o'clock because Huo Muchen was holding him to sleep.

When she woke up, there was no man beside her. She must have gone to work.

Song Ci stood on tiptoes and picked out a white dress from the wardrobe, which fit perfectly.

She then saw a pile of non-mainstream and old-fashioned clothes hanging in the corner, and smiled.

Song Yanran took her to choose these clothes, and of course her best friend Gu Qingjia also contributed to them. If the two of them hadn't sang along, how could she have been fooled around?

Song Ci's head hurt when she saw these clothes. She called the housekeeper to get rid of all the "black history" and personally moved Huo Muchen's things to the master bedroom.

Before her rebirth, she never thought that the two of them would live under the same roof, so she smashed a lot of things yesterday, and now she has to move them back.

When the housekeeper saw her doing it herself, she quickly stopped her and said, "Madam, we can do this."

"No, I want to take action on Mu Chen's matter myself." Song Ci raised a sweet smile on his lips.

The housekeeper saw that the relationship between the couple was getting better and better, and he felt happy.

"Madam, you have allergies on your face. Do you want to call the family doctor?"

After all, girls love beauty, and Song Ci is no exception.

She wanted to present her best side to Huo Muchen.

Song Ci nodded, and the two of them worked for a few hours. After packing their things and going downstairs, they heard someone coming to look for her.

Gu Qingjia was brought in by a servant, and when she saw the low-key and luxurious Huo Yuan, her eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

She saw that Song Ci's face was indeed as Yanran said, almost disfigured, and her words revealed excitement: "Song Ci, why is your face so allergic? I brought medicine specially for you."

"Oh, really? Song Ci looked at the hand holding her arm, lazily pushed it away, and glanced at the ointment in her hand, "Isn't yesterday's matter blocked by the media? Qingjia, how did you know about this matter?

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Gu Qingjia was speechless. The incident yesterday caused such a big fuss. Who didn't know about it?

Song Ci lowered his head, took the ointment in her hand, and rubbed it carefully.

Gu Qingjia is an inexperienced doctor. She remembers that this bottle of ointment was the work of Song Yanran and her. It almost caused her to be completely disfigured, causing her to make a fool of herself at the Huo family's family banquet, and was almost forced to divorce by the Huo family. She was especially grateful at that time.

Two people's ideas.

Now, she wants to see how disfigured the two of them are!

Seeing that she was silent, Gu Qingjia changed the subject and said, "Song Ci, I know you don't want to marry Huo Muchen, so don't worry. We'll go shopping later. There are some new products on the counter recently."

Song Ci raised the corners of her lips. Gu Qingjia's favorite thing was to go shopping with her.

The reason is very simple. Song Ci has a simple mind. He can selflessly use her as a cash machine with just a few words of coaxing, only to be kicked away in the end.

"Song Ci, what's wrong? Let me help you apply the ointment. I specially prepared this ointment for you. It can also beautify your skin and ensure that your skin is as smooth as before. Huaike will not be able to put it down when he sees you." Gu Qingjia

There was concern in her tone, but Song Ci knew that her purpose was to quickly disfigure herself.

She flashed her eyes and avoided her claws, showing a kind of disgust in her eyes.

She directly took the ointment in Gu Qingjia's hand, dug out a large piece, and wiped it on Gu Qingjia's face with a heartless smile: "We are good sisters. Since we want to be beautiful, of course we must do it together!"

Gu Qingjia couldn't dodge, and she screamed when she was slapped in the face.

"Song Ci, what are you doing!"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Song Ci said coldly.

Didn't you see, do I want to kill you?
Chapter completed!