It is very tiring to argue with others, especially with a shrew scumbag. Xia Qi has to cover the last layer of fig leaf whenever she lives and lives, and believes that her husband has not done anything to do to her. But this kind of thing happens in the room, except for the person involved, there are ten mouths outsiders who can't argue clearly.

After a bad time, Han Hui insisted on not calling the police, but she could only suffer a loss.

When Yu Xiuxiu helped Han Hui downstairs, his anger was not dissipated and his stomach was still hungry.

The two stood by the roadside, silently, not knowing what they could say. Huo Zhongnan went to drive over and parked in front of them. The window opened and showed his expressionless face.

“Get on the bus.”

Yu Xiuxiu helped Han Hui to the back seat and was about to get in.

"Come in front." Huo Zhongnan looked at the rearview mirror, his side face a little serious.

Yu Xiuxiu pinched Han Hui's shoulder and sat down to the passenger seat. Huo Zhongnan leaned over and fastened her seat belt, and handed her a bag.

“Eat.”

Yu Xiuxiu looked at the beautifully packaged box: "???"

"Aren't you hungry?" he looked sideways.

"How did you know?" Not only were they hungry, but they were also tired.

"The saliva is flowing out."

"..." Yu Xiuxiu was ashamed of shame. Is she so naughty when she was hungry? A scent of fragrance wafted from the bag. She didn't have time to argue with him. When she opened it, she saw that it was a tiramisu that seduced her taste buds.

"Wow, do you want to feed me fat?"

She said casually, but unexpectedly he nodded seriously.

"You're too thin!"

Slim? Don’t be so old cadre? Girls must work hard to be thin!

Yu Xiuxiu said: "Fortunately I won't be fat. Otherwise, I will be ruined by you."

She muttered, and her eyes swept the smile at the corner of Huo Zhongnan's mouth. She sweetly dug a spoon and was about to stuff it into her mouth when she remembered Han Huilai behind her.

The crime of male sex harming me. The crime of valuing sex over friends is proven.

Yu Xiuxiu turned around and handed it to Han Hui.

"Huihui, are you hungry? Have some food?"

Han Hui shook her head, "You eat."

She still has this little bit of eye strength. And at this time, she was really not in the mood or appetite to eat. She said that she was bitten by a dog, but the nausea and pain in her heart were not as easy as a dog bite.

She sat quietly, watching Yu Xiuxiu eat, the sweet fragrance in the air aggravated her wounds.

Sometimes she can't help but wonder, is this world too unfair to her? Why is she so serious, hardworking, and still so tired, but she never has to work hard to get off, but there are a bunch of people coaxing and spoiling her, and she can get whatever she wants?

Han Hui turned her head out of the car window.

The traffic is full of traffic and people come and go, and the city is brightly lit and shining into her heart, and it is deserted.

Yu Xiuxiu noticed Han Hui's reaction.

She has no experience and doesn't know how to persuade her friend when she encounters such a thing. If she is not afraid that Huihui will be unhappy, she will definitely call the police. But she cannot make a decision on behalf of Huihui. At this time, she is unwilling to say a bunch of unhealthy words. If she can't comfort her like that, she will only sprinkle salt on her wounds.

Yu Xiuxiu thought that what she could do was to infect her with happiness, make her love for life, forget what happened tonight, and start over.

~

Yu Jia.

Miao Rui made the soup personally, and Yu Dazhuang and Yu Jiazhou were also at home tonight. When Xiuxiu took Han Hui back, there would be a hot late-night snack at home.

Miao Rui beauts his daughter, but Xiu Xiu is often not at home recently. She is lonely and cold, and can't help but say a few words of her old mother.

"This is the soup I made for my dad. Let's drink it, it's a cheaper one."

Yu Xiuxiu smiled so hard that he couldn't stop, "I know you feel sorry for me."

Miao Rui snorted coldly, Yu Dazhuang laughed: "I finally have the right to sign the late night snack."

Yu Jiazhou: "When is it my turn?"

"You're nothing! The child I picked up kicked with my feet." Miao Rui glanced at Yu Jiazhou and looked at Han Hui with a smile, "Huihui, drink it. Don't treat yourself as an outsider. Tell the aunt what you want to eat. I'll ask Li Mom to buy it."

Han Hui forced a smile, "Thank you aunt, I... am not too hungry."

"You have to drink a little if you are not hungry." Miao Rui pretended to be angry. After saying that, she got up and took her spoon, put a spoon, gently blew it cool, and fed it to Han Hui's mouth, "Come on, open your mouth and try the aunt's skills."

As if he was coaxing the child, the warm feeling made Han Hui's eyes immediately red.

She lowered her eyes and drank, "Thank you aunt. It's delicious."

"Some more." Miao Rui was very happy, "This is a moisturizing and nourishing soup, which can beautify the skin. Drinking it often will make your skin better. Don't worry, you won't get fat. Girls can drink it often..."

"puff--"

Yu Dazhuang almost sprayed out a sip of soup.

"My wife?" He looked at Miao Rui aggrievedly, "Is it okay to have it for me?"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Yu Jiazhou laughed unkindly, "Dad, mom thinks you are too ugly. You can nourish your skin, don't you understand?"

Miao Rui: "Nonsense! Your father's skin is a bit bad, so why is it ugly? What's more, he is stupid, which is also an advantage."

Yu Dazhuang: "Doesn't my strengths set off your beauty and intelligence?"

Yu Xiuxiu couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he put the bowl on the table and wiped his mouth with a smile, "If Lao Yu hadn't been taken away by my mother, he would have been a big pig's trotter in society, so he could coax women. Humph!"

"...I love you in vain."

The family talks and laughs, and they are having fun.

Han Hui lowered her head and drank the soup. As she drank, tears fell down and all fell into the soup bowl.

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Miao Rui was shocked and quickly wiped her tears with paper: "Oh, what's wrong? Is it because I miss home?"

Han Hui could no longer hold back, covered her face, and cried bitterly.

...

South Courtyard.

It was already late at night, and Huo Zhongnan was not sleeping. He sat alone on the sofa by the window, holding a portrait of the character in his hand, and he was deeply thinking in the shadows, his eyes were difficult to understand.

I don't know how long it took, but he stood up to look for a cigarette box.

He pulled out one and lit it. He was about to deliver it to his mouth, but he held it back.

In this restless state, if you smoke, you really don’t have to sleep at night. He sighed, pressed the cigarette out in the ashtray, calmed down, and called Wu Liang.

"Have her frontal been painted?"

Wu Liang yawned, "It's almost done, I'll give it to you tomorrow morning."

"Now."

“…”

OK, uncle, boss, big devil.

Wu Liang sent a painting thirty minutes later.

A cartoon character, except for being able to see that she is a woman, not to mention her appearance, she can’t even see her facial features. The most annoying thing is that this is an H-picture. Not only is the heroine of the anime, but her family is so poor that she has no clothes to wear.

"Wu Liang!!"

As soon as Huo Zhongnan cursed, Wu Liang withdrew the news.

"I sent it wrong, I sent it wrong. This one is."

Immediately afterwards, a picture was sent.

The girl has long eyelashes, a small nose, peach blossom eyes, and a raised eye end. She is affectionate and has a clean and clear smile. She is sweet and has a slightly maneuvering look. She is so watery that it makes people want to pinch her.

Huo Zhongnan sighed deeply as he looked at this psychological portrait.

Is it really her?

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