Under the range hood, a small pot of water was placed on the small gas stove. It was not boiled yet, and there were still uncut vegetables on the chopping board. Shujiu

Hausran entered the study and never came out again.

All night, he was dealing with the matters of the Central Military Region. He changed the flight and notified several staff officers and political commissars to take charge of the matter first. If there were those who could not be solved, he would wait until he came back to solve them. It was midnight after all the matter was handled. When he was already asleep, he leaned on the swivel chair coldly and leaned on his swivel chair for a while. It was already dawn when he woke up.

Half a cup of cold black coffee was placed on the table, which was his only food until now.

The stomach burned into pieces, and the whole chest was so painful that he rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was past six o'clock.

He got up to wash, shave off the slag, and after taking a shower, he was dressed neatly, and Hoss walked over and opened the door of the master bedroom. He thought he could see the scene of her sleeping peacefully on the bedroom bed, but he never thought that the bedding on the bed had not moved. His cold eyebrows suddenly jumped! For a moment, his nerves tensed up fatally, let go of his hands, and his thin lips were pursed into a line and walked out with a solemn expression. Suddenly - the wide couch was leaning against a figure, with his back facing him, revealing his black head and soft hair.

I don't know if she just woke up or hadn't slept all night.

Hosran couldn't help but walk over, and came to her, holding the sofa back with one hand, lowered his head and breathing with her, and saw the blue black singing under her eyelids.

She opened her eyes, a little unconscious.

When she gently touched her hand, her chin was cold, and even her clothes were the same as last night. Hosran felt her throat choked, and she was deeply secluded and could not speak.

"It's almost time," Hosran made up his mind, "Go and wash up. I'll wait for you."

She shook her whole body slightly, as if she had woken up reluctantly from her dream, her face pale. After a long time, her little hand grabbed his sleeve helplessly and said, "Sran... do you want it, think about it again?"

She sat here all night, thinking so clearly, and persuaded herself that she had compromised so many times anyway, how could she not surrender this time? But she didn't dare to face her mother who taught her to respect and love herself since childhood, and did not dare to face Jing Sheng, who she didn't want to hurt the most but was the worst. She felt empty and painful, like the feeling of facing the tsunami that was coming from the sky but had no choice but to watch herself swallowed by the waves.

She was really begging him.

The little hand held his sleeve tightly with his fingers, tears flashing with begging, and his voice trembled gently.

But Huo Siran felt like a fire was being set on fire. Her thin lips were pursed coldly, holding her little hand in her palm, securing her, and sneered, "I know you are wronged, so after today, you can make any compensation for it."

But today, not.

He always said that Hosran was the only one who thought she should have known from a very early age.

The tiny man sat pitifully and humbly on the sofa, as if he was shocked by thunder.

She once thought that there would be such a day, just like when she was a child, she would occasionally do something wrong, or feel guilty or embarrassing, and until she grew up, she would finally let go and say that thing out with a smile to her caring friends and family. Instead of like now, when the wound was still so painful and so painful, he would coax her to tear her the wound open for everyone to see how she had fallen step by step, becoming so embarrassed and humble.

Her beautiful eyes turned red little by little, and she lowered her head, just thinking that she would bury herself like this and never come out again.

...

I don’t know how I got to my neighborhood. Lin Weilan might have just had breakfast at this time and was packing up and preparing to go to the training center.

They can't live this place together again.

He said at that time, "I'll wait until 1 o'clock here. If you feel sad and uncomfortable when talking to her, come down to me at any time."

She never thought that one day, his low-key Hummer, who was used to hiding in the night, would drive in openly, and the sun thrust her eyes so much that Hosran came over and untied her seat belt and asked her to go up and knock on the door first, and he would follow after taking the thing.

Lin Weilan likes tea, especially Junshan Yinzhen, and said she felt it was honest. He actually had a few cans of things worth thousands of yuan and one or two taels.

When she was not at work, her hair was scattered softly to her waist. She looked charming with her waist-lengthed cotton skirt. She couldn't walk even after getting off the car, lowered her head and trembled slightly. Hosran closed the car door, walked over with a solemn and tall body, put his hand on the roof and looked at her for a few seconds, held her cold little hand over, and pulled her upstairs.

She had never walked so afraid of the 27th step.

Lin Weilan was washing dishes when she heard the doorbell wiping her hands before coming over. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a tall figure blocking the door, occupying almost all her sight. The resolute and cold aura almost made Lin Weilan take a breath. Just as she was about to ask if she had found the wrong door, she saw the tiny figure behind him, not her daughter or who?

At that moment, Lin Weilan's face turned pale.

Because she clearly saw her daughter's little hand being held tightly in the hand domineeringly by the tall man, Hosran paused and said politely in a deep voice: "Auntie."

The coldness between Lin Weilan's eyebrows evaporated. She opened the door, glanced at him lazily, and said with a smile: "Yes."

"I look a little bit angry. Are you Yitong's colleague?"

This sentence is purely a random question. Lin Weilan only looked at her solemn and cold aura and knew that this was not the male doctor who had been in the hospital for a long time. She didn't look like it at all. Huo Siran narrowed her eyes and only saw that her mother was still charming and had a few times more temperament than hers in her temperament. She knew that she was a character that was difficult to deal with. She simply lowered her eyes and brought the person behind her and wrapped her arms, bowed her head and said quietly: "What's wrong? She refused to say anything."

Her whole body was cold, her slender arms were mostly blocked by a cardigan with a quarter-sleeved sleeve, but there were still some ambiguous traces on her wrist and neck that could not be concealed.

Her little face was pale. She looked up at her mother and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Mom."

Lin Weilan nodded coldly, took a breath and opened the door, letting them in, but the simple little movements made her heart tense, and she glanced at the things she brought. She had seen the packaging of Junshan Silver Needle. In her life, she had never drunk it except for Yun Qinghai who secretly brought two packs from home to her.

"This is a leader of the Central Military Region. I met when I was working in the provincial military region. He wanted to see you." Every sentence she said was the truth.

Lin Weilan's hands shaking with the cup were shaking faintly, and she said coldly: "Oh." Her eyes suddenly became bloody and tears, and she raised her eyes and said: "Mom..."

"I have stored tea that I haven't finished drinking over the years. You can taste it. It's not better than yours. Don't dislike it," Lin Weilan poured a cup of tea and pushed it over to Huo Siran, then turned to Lin Yitong and said, "You told me a few days ago that you want to accompany the bed in the hospital. I gave it up. Jing Sheng's child is here. I haven't cared about where you go tonight. The person you want to get married is still counting. But now I have to ask, whose bed you are with you these days? Hum?"

That light tone was like a knife, stabbing into a person's heart.

Hosran frowned, took the cup and put down his hand, raised his eyes and said, "Auntie, she is your daughter." Should she speak like this?

Lin Weilan smiled and nodded, raised her eyes and looked at him and asked, "Chief, from the Central Military Region?"

"Is it the one I often say in the news?" She also read military news. There were about a few powerful people, one of the best in the country, she knew.

He pondered for a moment and said, "My surname is Huo Huo Siran."

This name is like a bombshell, which shocked Lin Weilan's heart. She took a deep breath with a pale face. I wonder if this small courtyard has been built for several lifetimes. It is so luxurious today. She has never seen a big man. She is at the prime minister level, and she is blocked from crossing the streets. She can make the journalist write for several days if she waves her hand to the masses. Maybe the first one is talking so close. What's more ironic is that he has always held her daughter's hand and has never been relieved since he came in.

If it were the case, she would be very happy, but since she divorced Yun Qinghai and was forced to bow her head for more than ten years by power, she began to disgust.

I hate the powerful and the officialdom, and I hate the feeling that the breath is all under the eaves of people's roofs.

"Depending on this attitude, do you have something to tell me today?" Lin Weilan smiled and prepared everything.

Huo Siran frowned slightly. The woman was so calm that he was at a loss. He didn't want to be tough but couldn't give in. After thinking about it, he took out the two marriage certificates he had prepared and pushed them over. Instead of talking in circles, it would be better to go straight to the point.

Lin Weilan was ready for everything, but when she saw these two red and beautiful notebooks, her eyelids twitched! She barely maintained her smile and bent down to take it to see it.

The name, seal, and photos are all available. Look at the date in late summer and early autumn. Lin Weilan mobilized all her energy and could barely remember what happened to her daughter at that time. Something happened in the army made people panic. At that time, she was in a daze every day when she returned home. Later, one day she came back with a lazy and sweet smile, saying that the matter had been resolved, and Jing Sheng was fine soon. Then she told her, Mom, our hospital went to Kyoto for internships and training for a month.

Kyoto. Kyoto.

Yes. The Central Military Region is in Kyoto.

Lin Weilan is such a smart person. She just read the date and understood everything at once. When she put down her two marriage certificates, her hands were shaking. She always felt that she was not lucky enough to tell her fortune. When she was young, she misunderstood for half her life, and now she has recovered. Her daughter is not very promising, but she is healthy and happy at least. If she wants to continue like this for the rest of her life, it would be okay for her to be alone for the rest of her life. Anyway, it is impossible for her to fall in love with anyone. But who knows. Who knows.

"I came here to tell you that because of time, I can't stay here for too long, so I had a meal together at Crown at noon. As for the wedding banquet, if you think it's necessary, no matter how large the show is, you ask and I will definitely not be wronged by Tongtong." Huo Siran said slowly, in an orderly manner.

Lin Weilan asked with a smile: "Marriage has been quite long. Do your parents know?"

Huo Siran's face suddenly froze, his thin lips tightened without answering.

"Let's do this, you probably invite young people of the same generation. It's not appropriate for me to join in the fun. Chief Huo, Oh no, Siran, if you go down to buy a bottle of wine, we will gather here, and I will also regard it as my blessing to you. Give some time, let me talk to you."

Huo Siran frowned when he said this. To be honest, he didn't want to go out. He was not afraid of the consequences of being rude. He was just worried about Lin Yitong.

Lin Weilan saw his appearance and smiled deeper, nodded and stood up and said, "I understand..."

She had heard of the autocracy of the military family, but she didn't expect it to be so tyrannical. He had never planned to discuss with her today, saying that going to a hotel for dinner is to give you face. What's the matter with him if you come or not?

Huo Siran's brows became tighter, and he hurriedly stood up and pressed Lin Weilan's wrist. For a moment, the emotions of worry and anger surged in his chest. He was forced to let go.

"Okay." He glanced deep in the forest Weilan and said in a deep voice, "I'll come when I go."

...

The moment the door closed, the slim figure sitting on the sofa finally relaxed his heart, and then the despair spread little by little.

After closing the door, Lin Weilan took a breath, feeling her wrist shaking even harder.

"Jing Sheng's incident was not acquitted after the surveillance trial, but he was helping you?" Lin Weilan sat down opposite him again, and asked softly with red eyes.

"Yes." The slim man hugged himself tightly, his little face was pale.

Lin Weilan smiled and said, "Where are the conditions?"

For a moment, the watery eyes seemed to be stabbed by a knife, and the scarlet color burst out bit by bit. She pinched herself tightly with her little hands, unable to say a word.

Lin Weilan took a deep breath, frowned slightly, endured the trembling in her heart, and pointed at her: "Take off your shirt and show me...I want to see, what did I... have given birth to..."

...

The nearby supermarket is not far away. Huo Siran frowned when paying the bill. After thinking about it, he didn't even want to find a fraction of the money, so he just took the bag and left.

When I walked downstairs of the community, I could hear something vaguely, like a rattan, whipping something at once and then, which was very cunning.

He didn't care at first, but when he realized it, he could vaguely hear the whimper like a little beast. He held it back and whipped it up in his heart with the whipping of the rattan. Huo Siran's face changed drastically, and his scarlet eyes raised and looked at the direction of the third floor. He immediately swung the bag in his hand on the wall and smashed it up the stairs like crazy!!

It was so short that I didn't breathe in a breath, but through a door, he heard the shocking sound inside, and his heart was tightly squeezing, and his eyes were solemn and cold that he wanted to drill a hole in the door!! The last time I had this mood, I was in the Beihai. I heard pirates shooting hostages through the cabin door, a total of 31. When they broke into the door, most of them were dead. It was only a few seconds.

What's more, there are no hostages inside now.

It's his heart.

Hosran walked over and tried the door lock. Fortunately, it was an ordinary iron-locked room door with a lock pin embedded in the wooden door frame instead of the wall. He opened his scarlet eyes coldly and stepped back for about three steps. Then he suddenly stepped forward and kicked the door open with a kick. With the door panel collapsed, the wood chips were flying in the air. In the center of the huge living room, the place where they were sitting together and talking was in a mess. The tea tray was turned over, the cup and porcelain pot were broken and stained with blood. His beloved man was wearing a lace-up cotton skirt, his whole legs, arms and back were exposed, and he had been beaten with red marks.

She hugged herself in tears and hugged under the cabinet, bit her arms and bleeding, and her hair dispersed in disarray.

The almost shrill scolding and questioning sounds in her ears were still ringing in her ears. Her mind was broken. She only knew how to shake her head, shook her head and choked and said "No", "No". Huo Siran didn't know what she was saying until she heard Lin Weilan's heart-wrenching questioning. She was indeed using a rattan strip. When she sucked it hard, she was a mark, and a faint blood was exposed on her back, with blood stains.

"You said!! Are you greedy for the powerful and powerful to attract power? Have you sold your own body?! How did I teach you!!"
Chapter completed!