Xia Wan didn't speak any more, and raised his hand like Huo Yu did when he comforted him, and gently smoothed it behind his head.

Huo Yu's stubble was very short, and the thorns were itchy in the palm of his hand, making Xia Wan both want to cry and be happy.

Perhaps, in the past many years, the fact that Huo Peifeng and Yan Wei were not harmed by others was the greatest kindness of God to Huo Yu.

The wind started to pick up as we got closer to home.

There was no voice in the car, and it gradually became quiet.

Turning into the path leading to Huo Yu's house, the driver in the front row suddenly said, "Sir, there seems to be someone over the gate?"

Xia Wan heard the words and raised his head from Huo Yu's arms. The headlights were very bright, and he had hit the man. He recognized at a glance that the other party was the Huo Peixue they had just talked about.

It was probably too cold, and although he was wearing cotton clothes, he kept rubbing his hands.

Xia Wan looked at Huo Yu, but Huo Yu didn't look at Huo Peixue, but turned to him and said, "It's cold outside, you go home first."

"No." Xia Wan handed Huo Yu's coat over and put it on himself, "No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side, and I will never leave first."

Xia Wan is beautiful and very young, and she is often a little childish when she is lively, but when she says this, she is very determined in both her demeanor and tone.

Huo Yu paused for a moment when he got out of the car, his eyes looking towards Xia Wan were like the deep sea at night, and like the stars in the sky, gradually ignited by laughter, and became amazingly bright.

"Good," he said.

"Xiaoyu." Huo Peixue watched them get out of the car together, hesitated for a moment and then greeted them.

Before, Huo Peixue had not been to Huo's.

He had been in that building for more than twenty years, but now he couldn't even step into it.

I met his respectful staff before, but now he dared not even look at him with a cold face, and the security staff took him out unceremoniously.

There seemed to be an impregnable wall for him overnight, and there was no way to see Huo Yu at all.

If he hadn't squatted here for a few hours today against the cold wind until his whole body was frozen, he probably wouldn't be able to block anyone.

"Yeah." Huo Yu responded, looking at Huo Peixue calmly and indifferently, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"I," Huo Peixue glanced at Xia Wan, with a mist from his mouth, "I want to talk to you."

"Yeah." Huo Yu responded, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I'll give you three minutes, Xia Wan is afraid of cold."

This is not going to let him in.

The embarrassment of the past few days and the biting cold at this moment suddenly turned into raging anger, Huo Pei Xueqiang clenched his stiff fist with patience.

Once there is no previous arrogance and those false and deliberate hypocrisy, the viciousness in his eyes can hardly be hidden.

"You're still too young to know that this kind of person who climbs up deliberately is the best at acting. Shouldn't his background be the hardest?" Huo Peixue was furious at the moment, and he never looked down on Xia Wan's background, even now He has lost everything and even became a rat crossing the street, but he still maintains a sense of superiority in front of Xia Wan, "pretentious."

Xia Wan didn't speak, she just pursed her lips and smiled indifferently.

Huo Yu looked down at the watch and said softly, "There are two minutes and forty-five seconds left."

Huo Peixue was startled, and then panicked.

"Xiaoyu," he said faster, "the old house... whether the old house can be left to us, it doesn't matter how old I am, it's just that Huo Lin is still young, so let's take care of us raising you. For his sake, let him live, uncle begged you?"

"Nurture me? Cold violence, verbal violence, malicious stimulation, are these what you mean by parenting?" Huo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, "Did you ever think about making a way for me in that accident?"

"Not us." Huo Peixue's voice suddenly increased.

"Do you all know that," Huo Yu said, "If it wasn't for you, why was the monitoring of the garage missing at that time?"

He said with a light smile: "Of course, you can also call it a coincidence."

"You..." Huo Peixue was shocked, his lips trembling, "You checked the surveillance? How could you possibly enter my study?"

Huo Yu looked at him mockingly and said softly, "Three minutes are up."

As he spoke, he shook Xia Wan's hand and was about to enter the door. Seeing this, Huo Peixue hurriedly stopped in front of them.

Seeing that Huo Yu remained indifferent, he knelt down with a normal sound.

"There's nothing left at home, people who want debts come to the door every day, and your grandfather is still lying in the hospital," Huo Peixue wanted to grab Huo Yu's trousers, but Huo Yu gently avoided him, "I beg you."

These words were blown to pieces by the wind, Huo Yu didn't even look at him, he held Xia Wan's hand and lifted his foot into the door.

The cold wind became even colder, scraping across the cheek like a knife, and the security guards of the distant community were rushing against the wind.

Huo Peixue was paralyzed on the ground as if he had lost his strength.

The young boy he thought he could completely drive mad and maim, the young man who could be dealt with silently, and the young man who was sent abroad and could no longer get involved in domestic affairs, has now become so tall that he cannot help but admit defeat. Recognize old age.

Under the shadow of the moonlight, he looked down at him, calm and indifferent, but it made him shudder.

Like, the gaze from the god of death.

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This chapter explains the previous situation, and then it officially enters the final stage.

Chapter 78 Domineering

Universal Stadium, the venue for the NF festival.

A long red carpet was laid out in front of the door early in the morning, and a high isolation net was pulled on the outside of the red carpet.

The people outside the quarantine network are crowded with fans of various artists.

They held up light signs and mobile phones, just to take a look at their idols, completely fearless of the cold winter wind.

The luxury cars drove in one after another, and cheers followed one after another.