Chapter 947 Have You Let It Go Now?

Huo Yanhui was stunned for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly and said, "What can happen to me?"

"I still remember how infatuated you were with Ye Shutong." Zhixi couldn't help laughing when she thought of it, "Have you... let it go now?"

"Of course." Huo Yanhui's smile became sincere, "Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law. You are the only good person. All of them only know how to laugh at me."

The "them" he spoke of naturally included Jingyao.

So He Jingyao glanced at him lightly: "Didn't you say you had slept with her enough?"

"Can't you see that I was forcing a smile?" Huo Yanhui exaggeratedly covered his chest, "Actually, at that moment, I was still in great grief of being dumped."

He Jingyao frowned in disgust, ignored him, picked up Zhixi and walked out of the ward.

Huo Yanhui still had a somewhat exaggerated smile on his face, but looking at He Jingyao's back holding Zhi Xi as he left, his smile finally disappeared little by little.

From the beginning to the end, he was just a comfort product for Ye Shutong, and Ye Shutong would choose him. I am afraid that most of the reasons have to do with the fact that he is Jingyao's friend.

If you want to talk about sadness and embarrassment... there is definitely some.

But no matter how deep the infatuation is, it will be enough to consume it after four years.

What's more... what he said last time was right. He was this kind of person at heart. After sleeping with her, women were no longer new to him, even Ye Shutong was the same.

Thinking of this, Huo Yanhui smiled in relief and walked out of the ward.

A pretty little nurse walked towards me.

Huo Yanhui looked at her carefully for a while, raised his eyebrows, and decisively stepped forward to tease her.

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On the way back, He Jingyao's face didn't look very good.

Zhixi wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start.

Uncle Li felt that he had neglected his duty and did not dare to say a word.

After returning to the apartment, Feng Qian, who had been staying there, immediately stepped forward to report Lawrence's situation.

"Sir, according to your method, the bomb in Lawrence's body has been burned. Now, what should we do with him?" Feng Qian asked.

He Jingyao sneered: "Contact the police station. They have photos of Lawrence internally. They will be extremely happy if they can catch this terrorist leader."

Feng Qian responded, followed the order and left.

He Jingyao took Zhixi out of the car and sent her back to her room.

Uncle Li was ordered to pick up Xiaobao.

He Jingyao put Zhixi on the bed and said softly: "You have a good rest, and I will check to see what it is."

After saying that, he let go of her and prepared to go back to the living room.

Zhixi grabbed him and refused to let him go.

The man turned around and saw the attachment on her face. He sighed softly, turned around and held her in his arms.

Zhixi buried herself in his chest and said softly: "Jingyao, don't blame yourself. What happened today was not your fault."

He was stunned for a moment, and there was a complicated warmth in his eyes.

"You can't say it was my fault, but it was indeed my negligence." The man rubbed her hair and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I haven't had such a mistake for a long time."

There was a bit of self-deprecation in his voice.

Zhixi felt a slight pain in her heart when she heard his slightly hoarse and stagnant voice.

He always carries all the responsibilities on his shoulders. She was his wife, strictly speaking, they were equals, and he had no obligation to protect her from any harm.

However, he is He Jingyao.