Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 742 The day when the Buddha beads were destroyed, when the third master's life ended

   Qin Ruan lost control.

  Ling Xiaoxuan's remarks brought the things she had been worried about and feared in her heart to the table.

  's inner panic caused Qin Ruan's heart to ache.

  Ling Xiaoxuan has always been measured in her words and deeds, her behavior is even more polite, and she always knows how to keep people decent.

   Today, her words are extreme, and every sentence pierces people's weakness.

   If someone else said that, Qin Ruan's emotions might not be so great.

   But this person is Ling Xiaoxuan, a friend she considers credible and can be made.

   The uneasiness in her heart surged wildly, and she was eager to see the third master as soon as possible. . .

  …

  After Qin Ruan left, Ling Xiaoxuan huddled in the sofa lazily, without making any movement or making a sound.

   Lin Ning poured a glass of water and put it in front of her: "You can speak in a euphemistic way, why should you stimulate her?"

   Qin Ruan was out of control, how could Lin Ning not see it.

   He is a psychiatrist who can identify a person's mind through the other person's words and deeds and facial expressions.

   When Ling Xiaoxuan said that the third master would die, Qin Ruan showed his age-appropriate impulse and extreme.

   At that moment, the hostile energy released from her body was like a ferocious cub, with all the thorns erected all over her body, and she became fierce and ferocious.

  Ling Xiaoxuan took the water cup, took a sip, and said in a light tone, "There is something wrong with Mr. Huo's body, and no one in the major families is aware of it, and no one should dare to talk in Qin Ruan's ears.

   Her temperament is too cold, her IQ is higher than her emotional quotient, she will push her when necessary, I hope she will not experience the pain of my previous life when the third master's life is about to end. "

Recalling Qin Ruan's appearance just now, Lin Ning chuckled: "She seems to have a slight affective disorder, a rather contradictory individual, both eager for emotion and afraid of touching, just out of control, I want to come to the third master Huo in her mind. The status is not light."

  Ling Xiaoxuan leaned her head on the sofa pillow and sighed softly: "That's for sure, when you didn't see her standing with the third master Huo, you couldn't hold other people in your eyes, and you could only see the third master.

  Qin Ruan is luckier than me. Third Master Huo is weak and prone to die early, but they are already together, even if they can only get along for a few years, at least they have been together, and they should have no regrets for the rest of their lives. "

   In the end, her tone was uncertain.

  The sadness that was sorted out and hidden, inadvertently leaked out again.

   Lin Ning stepped forward and rubbed her head: "Since the third master is so important in Qin Ruan's mind, are you not afraid of making her take revenge for what you said before?"

  Ling Xiaoxuan shook her head: "She won't."

   Although she was frightened by Qin Ruan's sense of oppression and the cold aura released, she did not feel that Qin Ruan had done her any harm.

   Qin Ruan's temperament is easy to understand. No matter how cold her temperament is, she is still a human being, and she also has a deeply hidden emotion.

  Ling Xiaoxuan didn't tell Lin Ning this.

   She is now full of thoughts, all of which are Qin Ruan's words to contact Master Huicheng of Nanyin Temple.

   To this monk, she was repulsive in her heart.

   It was the other party who broke up with her, and her extravagant hope of being with Ling Zeheng, the anger in her heart could not be easily erased.

  …

   Huo's house.

  Huo Yirong arrived in a hurry.

   He stood outside the open study door, and what caught his eye was the third brother sitting on the seat with his eyes closed, letting the sunset shrouded his body, and his delicate facial features were plated with a warm light.

   The other party was handsome and deep, his face was pale and his lips were red, as if stained with blood, and he looked very sick.

  Huo Yirong walked into the room and subconsciously relaxed his steps.

   Although the voice was soft, it still alarmed the third master who closed his eyes and rested.

   He opened his black eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

   Seeing that the person who came was the second cousin, the light in the bottom of his eyes was a little gentle: "It's coming so fast."

  Huo Yirong Qingjun's face was solemn: "Knowing that you vomited blood, my heart almost stopped, I can't wait to fly over!

  What's the matter, I'm so tired these days, why are you vomiting blood again? Would you like to invite Lingxuzi to show you? "

   Mr. Huo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the documents sorted out on the table in just a few hours.

   He played with the beads on his wrist with his slender fingers, his movements were casual, and his tone was calm and calm: "No, this time is different."

  Huo Yirong stood at the table with a worried look on his face: "Why is it different?"

   Mr. Huo raised his eyes, and in those dark and deep eyes, there was a deep meaning that people could not see through: "Second brother, I feel that there is something really wrong with my body this time."

   Huo Yirong panicked when he heard this.

   He walked quickly to Huo Yunqiao's side, put his hand on his shoulder and looked up and down.

   "What's wrong, why didn't you say it before, I don't know if Lingxuzi is in the capital at the end of the year, I'll call him!"

  Huo Yirong reached into his trouser pocket and took out his mobile phone.

  Huo Yunqiao raised his hand and pressed it on the hand he was about to make a call: "Second brother, I didn't come to you to alarm the family. We welcome two children this year, so let's have a peaceful New Year."

  The voice is gentle, and the tone is strong.

  Huo Yirong held the phone with great force, and the bulging veins on the back of the hand seemed to break through the skin.

   He raised his head and glared at Huo Yunqiao, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to say?"

   Mr. Huo was angry.

very angry.

   was so angry that he couldn't hide his anger even in front of his always respectful and pampered younger brother.

   He had a hunch that what the third brother said next would make him lose his mind.

   Mr. Huo lowered his eyes, fiddling with the beads on his wrist with his white fingertips.

   "Second brother, look, this bead is no longer bright, it seems to be covered with a layer of black mist."

   He held the bead on his wrist to Huo Yirong so that he could see it clearly.

  Huo Yirong frowned, staring at the string of Buddhas.

   This crystal clear bead has now become dull.

   Huo Erye had a cold face and a very solemn expression.

   He stretched out his hand and carefully touched the beads, his voice trembling: "Why is this happening?"

The corners of Huo Sanye's graceful lips curled slightly, and his tone had no emotional fluctuations: "This string of Buddha beads is my companion, and my life is inseparably related to it. When the Buddha beads are destroyed, it is the day when my life ends. ."

   His words did not seem to be a matter of life and death, and his tone was as casual as discussing the weather.

  Huo Yirong's eyes were red, and his eyes were fixed on the string of beads on the third brother's wrist.

   "Shit! I don't believe it!" He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Lingxuzi clearly said that there is still ten years left, so there must be something wrong. I will call him now."

   He squeezed the phone in his palm very hard, and he didn't dare to contact Lingxuzi without Huo Yunqiao's permission.

  Huo Yunqiao's voice was slightly low, and his eyes were fixed on him: "Second brother, you invite Lingxuzi, grandfather and father can't hide it."

  Huo Yirong got angry and had a firm attitude: "I won't disturb them, I will handle this matter!"

   He was confident that if he invited Lingxuzi, he would not disturb his grandfather and uncle.

   Mr. Huo relaxed and leaned on the seat, staring at Huo Yirong with cold eyes.

   (end of this chapter)