Seeing Huo Penghua's face turned red, Huo Tingxiao added, "I naturally know my grandfather's hope. Huo Tingyan, don't worry, he gave birth to one, I will kill one, I will kill two, so what grandfather killed was the only incense in the Huo family!"

His faint words easily aroused Huo Penghua's anger.

In this generation, the only ones in the Huo family were he and Huo Tingyan. Unexpectedly, Huo Tingxiao dared to speak to him like this for Chen Qingqing, not only involved himself, but even Tingyan had to ask about giving birth to a child and strangle the child.

How can't the old man be angry?

He had been waiting to hold his great-grandson. Now that he was ready, Huo Tingxiao directly extinguished all hopes for him. The Huo family had originally had a deep-rooted feudal idea, and always felt that no matter what the family business was, it would be inherited by boys.

If this were not the case, the old man would not have taken Huo Tingyan back to the Huo family at all, and would not have sent him to prison after Huo Tingyan did such a thing to Huo Tingxiao, but just sent him to Australia as simple as it was.

If Huo Tingxiao was not joking and told him that it was true, wouldn’t his Huo family’s incense be cut off?

In a rage, Huo Penghua grabbed the inkstone on the table and smashed it directly towards Huo Tingxiao. However, Huo Tingxiao did not hide, and still hit the inkstone on his head. Blood suddenly flowed. He just had a pair of phoenix eyes and watched the inkstone break into several petals beside him.

"Huo Tingxiao, for the sake of a woman who killed your father, you insist on pissing me to death, right?"

"Grandpa, you are serious, I dare not anger you. This is me trying to make trouble for myself. I owe Chen Qingqing, so I have to pay her back!" Huo Tingxiao said lightly, with no fluctuations in his tone, as if he was talking about today's weather.

Huo Penghua was so angry that he was still calm. He knew that this matter could not be forced to Huo Tingxiao now. After all, Chen Qingqing had just died, and he had just learned about those things, so he felt guilty about Chen Qingqing.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't seek death, as for giving birth, he will have the chance to persuade Huo Tingxiao in the future.

As long as Chen Qingqing is dead, this matter will pass.

"Tingxiao, Chen Qingqing is dead!"

Just one short sentence made Huo Tingxiao lose his composure. I have to say that Jiang is still old. A short sentence made him hit the nail on the head and made Huo Tingxiao know that no matter how hard he tried, Chen Qingqing was dead and the child was dead!

Huo Tingxiao fell into silence, and finally stood up, his thin lips slowly curled up a cold smile, "Grandpa is right, Qingqing is dead, and the child is dead!"

Then he turned around and walked out, but his feet suddenly stopped moving, and bloodthirsty appeared in his cold eyes-

"I just said that the Huo family has not joked with my grandfather until my generation. If my grandfather doesn't believe it, you can try it! If you are angry, I don't mind sending Huo Tingyan to hell to repent to the ancestors!"

"Huo Tingxiao, you dare--" Huo Penghua roared.

But Huo Tingxiao ignored him, and after saying that, he pushed open the door and wanted to walk outside.

At the door, standing was Mr. Wang, who was paced back and forth with concern.

"Young Master, don't blame your grandfather. In fact, he feels very bitter. Young Master Jin's death has had a great impact on him. The pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is not something that ordinary people can bear!"
Chapter completed!