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He frowned slightly, his black eyes slightly sunken, and his thin lips were pursed. It was hard to tell what he was thinking about.

Tang Bei did not say anything. With regards to the matter that involved Xia Zhiyu, Huo Subai was unable to determine whether he was happy or angry.

"We can forget what we can forget even if we don't throw it away. Whatever we can't forget, no matter how much we throw away, that person will always keep it in his heart."

Huo Subai looked at the two boxes of items, and lit a cigarette for himself, his black eyes half closed as he looked at Tang Bei.

"I'm not in love, I don't know." See, it's wrong not to speak.

"You're already 31 and you're not in a relationship. Do you have a problem with that?"

Tang Bei spat blood. He was enslaved by him every day, how could he talk like that!

Besides, looking at the rough road he had taken, he had to give up.

Tang Bei looked at him again, and then he looked at the two chests again, his expression was filled with obvious hesitation.

"Since the little madame asked you to throw it, then just throw it away." He did not understand why he was hesitating on such a matter. Didn't he hate Xia Zhiyu? The thing about him had been thrown away even more happily.

"I have a bad feeling. I keep feeling that if I throw away these things, I will regret it!" Huo Subai puffed out a smoke ring, and Tang Bei heard a sigh that almost couldn't be heard.

Xia Zhiyu returned everything he had yesterday and asked for the house with Baiyun Mansion. The house was under the name of the wife and the lawyer was running an account.

Huo Subai looked at Tang Bei for a long time, then said: "Leave the things inside the warehouse or the storage room."

"Alright."

"There's nothing abnormal with him?"

"No, ever since you and my wife went to the magazine, he had been living in Fu Family's old house every day, and didn't answer Qiao Ming's phone calls. Qiao Ming had gone to the company to block him a few times, but he didn't see him at all.

"Find out who's behind Xia Zhiyu, and see what he wants to do."

"Could it be that it's not a high branch that Xia Zhiyu wants to climb?"

"Before I left Shanghai, Slight Chill's father had talked about Xia Zhiyu with me. Fu Qing had lived in the Fu Family since he was 9 years old, and although Fu Qing had always been a decisive and ruthless person, he had always been kind to people. Even with the waves caused by his Fu's, Zhang Ming and the others were willing to help, and it was enough to see how Fu Qing was like. Although the bank was cold, they still left some leeway for Fu Qing.

All these years, Xia Zhiyu had been taught by him, and as Fu Qing nurtured him like his own son, she was even more willing to marry him later on. It's one thing if the two of them have feelings for each other, but Fu Qing values and approves of Xia Zhiyu's character.

Huo Subai's eyes turned a little colder, "Xia Zhiyu has never liked Qiao Ming, so what if we're married? As long as it was a marriage room with Baiyun Mansion, wouldn't that be the heart of Sima Zhao? He still doesn't know that I'm Qiao Ming's Little Uncle, and that I have a relationship with Bo Family. Once they find out that I'm married to Slight Chill, who knows what might happen to my Bo Family? "

"I understand, I will pay more attention. Oh right, Tong Shao is back."

Huo Subai raised his eyebrows and asked Tang Bei: "What does her return have to do with me?"

"I said the wrong thing."

"..."

Slight Chill grabbed her hair in a mess as she rested her chin on her chin and stared at her phone.

"Elder sister, are you sick from lovesickness?"

"You little brat, what do you know? Go away."

"Dad, my sister is going to see through the flowers on her phone."

Fu Qing looked at his daughter, "Waiting for Huo Subai's call?"

"Who's waiting for his call?" Didn't he just leave for a while? She was in a mess and had not found him to settle the score yet, she was just thinking about Xiao Mo.

Her cell phone suddenly rang, giving her a shock, as she called Mi Xia.

"Hello, are you here?"

"Don't mention it, I'm so tired. I'll be at your house later and can finally take a rest tomorrow. "

"Alright, let's talk when we meet." After hanging up, he rushed into the kitchen, "Aunt Chen, add some more food, Mi Xia will be back today."

After eating dinner, he laid down on the small table in the courtyard with a light breeze blowing on his body. It was very comfortable.

"You don't know how much pressure I'm under, I'm so busy every day, I can't sleep enough every day, so I can't care about you. How are you recently, with Xia Zhiyu, with Huo Subai!"

Mi Xia didn't know about her recently, so he didn't dare to tell Slight Chill what he heard in the company.

The cheating, Little San, was like a thorn. If she said it, who knows how hard it would be for her.

Mi Xia didn't understand, why would Slight Chill always meet such a man, or were all men like this when they were rich?

"Divorce! We'll settle it in a few days!"

"No, do you have to tie the knot with Huo Subai?"

"Otherwise, why don't you tie it up for me?" Slight Chill hugged onto Mi Xia, "I missed you so much, I hugged you, and saw you slim down?"

"I'm serious, what do you think of Huo Subai, his person?"

"That person is not bad!" She had always felt that the aura around Huo Subai was near absolute. As a man, he gave off a strong feeling of helplessness.

Who would have thought that after coming into contact with her, he would be so venomous that he would constantly lay his hands on her. Men, as expected, could not just look at the surface and were all faking it!

However, he was still pretty good to get along with.

Still okay? Mi Xia was not sure, "You can't have fallen for him, right?"

Slight Chill's mouth twitched, "Do you think so?"

"Slight Chill, I have something that I don't know whether I should tell you or not. If I don't, I feel like I'm going to suffocate to death."

"Are you still hiding something from me?"

Mi Xia told Slight Chill what he heard at the company.

Stealthily glancing at her, she didn't know if it was because of the light or something, but she felt that her slightly cold face was very white.

Mi Xia was a little regretful: "Are you alright?"

"What can happen? We don't have any feelings for each other, so forget about Little San'er, I wouldn't even care about Little Seven or Eight! "

Somehow, Slight Chill felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

In the afternoon, Huo Subai was still hugging her and flirting on her sofa.

Butterfly love? She only had one partner in her entire life, and was loyal to the insect world. She even thought that he was also a love type man.

When night fell, Slight Chill lay on her bed, tossing and turning. She couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

In his mind, he held her in his arms and chewed her ear. Not only had he done this to her, but he had also done this to other women.

She turned on the light and sat up, hugging the quilt that he had covered her with today. She threw it on the floor and curled up, her eyes a little hot.

She didn't blame Huo Subai, she was just angry at herself.