He suddenly remembered that Yun Zheng helped him investigate Shen Qingqing's past. Although some of it was not so clear, at least some things were clear, and there must be something different about what happened back then.
The year Shen Qingqing married Huo Tingxiao, she was only twenty-two years old. She was the same age as Hua, but she encountered the distrust of her lover, and her infatuation was eventually let down.
Five years in prison, she suffered a lot of injustice in prison, and she was still in a state of madness for two and a half years!
What has she experienced?
Rong Jingyan thought that it must be an extremely tragic thing. He couldn't ask about it for fear of touching the hurt hidden deep in her heart.
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In a private hospital, a very beautiful and enchanting man is pushing a woman for a walk on the hospital's tree-lined avenue. The scene is extremely beautiful.
The leaves of the sycamore tree fell down and landed on Xu Youran's palm. She reached out to catch it, then showed it to the man behind her with a smile, and said with a smile, "Tingxiao, look, I caught the fallen leaf!"
Huo Tingxiao just smiled without saying a word and pushed her forward.
"Tingxiao, my feet are almost healed. When I'm ready for the concert, I'll go back to Tongcheng, and then I'll go see Grandpa Huo and Grandma Huo with you, okay?" Xu Youran said softly. .
But Huo Tingxiao's mind was obviously not here, and he just responded casually, "Well, let's wait until your concert is over!"
Hearing this, Xu Youran couldn't help but chuckle, reached out to stop the wheel of the wheelchair, and then turned to look at the calm man next to him, his dark eyes filled with tears in an instant.
She said, "Tingxiao, do you not want me anymore?"
"How could it be? Don't think about it, Youran, you will be Mrs. Huo and my wife!" Huo Tingxiao frowned slightly and replied softly.
But his hand let go of the wheelchair and put it directly in his trouser pocket. His eyes were so deep that he couldn't tell what emotions were inside.
"But, since Shen Qingqing was released from prison, I can feel that you have changed, Tingxiao, you have changed!" Xu Youran cried, tears fell from her face, soaking the clothes in front of her, "I I know that I can¡¯t compare to the relationship you have had as childhood sweethearts for decades, but Tingxiao, you and I have also been in a relationship for eight years, and we are about to get married, and I don¡¯t want anyone else to affect our relationship!¡±
As soon as he heard Shen Qingqing, the temperature around Huo Tingxiao's body became obviously colder, and his eyes were as indifferent as ever.
But the hand he placed on his side betrayed his emotions, with bulging veins.
After a long time, he said indifferently, "Don't worry, I told you that Xu Youran is my Huo Tingxiao's Mrs. Huo, so you are, and no one can shake me!"
When Xu Youran heard this, she felt a little relieved. She reached out and hugged Huo Tingxiao's waist, leaned her head on him, and murmured, "Tingxiao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention her, I just ¡I¡¯m just afraid that one day, you will leave me!¡±
When Huo Tingxiao heard this, he smiled slightly, with deep phoenix eyes. After a long time, he put his hand on her head, caressed her gently, and then said, "No!"
"Well, Tingxiao, I love you!" Xu Youran said softly, hugging Huo Tingxiao's waist tighter.
Because she didn¡¯t raise her head, she couldn¡¯t see the coldness in the man¡¯s eyes, and there was no joy at being confessed. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com