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Chapter 123: The Female Ghost in White

In Huo Qingcang's bedroom, only the bedside lamp was on. Lan Yifeng was dozing next to his bed, but in the middle of the night, she was really tired. Besides, it was not like the two of them had ever slept together in the same bed, so she didn't

Remaining reserved, he climbed into his big bed and slept beside the bed.

His hand was still held tightly by him.

When it was getting light, Huo Qingcang woke up first. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her curled up in the corner.

It was a bit cold at night, and her hand was held by him. She couldn't get a quilt, and she was too embarrassed to cover him with the same quilt. She could only curl up to get a little warmth.

Huo Qingcang felt that his head still hurt a little bit, but it was much better than before. He gently pulled the woman beside the bed over and found that she was very cold, so he put her into his arms.

Inside, he pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.

When Lan Yifeng touched the warm heat source, he naturally felt comfortable. He subconsciously leaned towards a warmer place and rubbed himself. Finally, he found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep quietly.

Sleeping with her in this way, Huo Qingcang felt that his heart had never been so peaceful. This feeling was really strange.

"Lan Yifeng..." He lowered his head and whispered her name: "Did you... cast some magic on me?"

When it got completely bright, Zhao Shiyan and Li Fei quietly walked into the room and were secretly surprised when they saw the two sleeping cuddled up against each other on the bed.

Zhao Jiyan had long heard from Liang Beixi and Li Fei that Huo Qingcang was doting on a woman recently, but seeing it with his own eyes was a different feeling.

After all, Huo Qingcang is a man who has accomplished a feat that he has not accomplished for five years. In the past, he was afraid that women would discover his chronic illness, so how could he dare to sleep in the same bed with a woman?

Li Fei shook his head and motioned for Zhao Siyan to come to the door with him.

After closing the door, Li Fei whispered to him: "Please report to the old man, things may get messy."

Zhao Jiyan frowned in confusion: "What's going on?"

"The young master asked me to keep it a secret, but I really can't keep it secret." Li Fei sighed and glanced at the closed door: "The woman inside is called Lan Yifeng. She used to be Master Fu's woman.

Back then, Master Fu loved her very much, but she went behind Master Fu's back and ran away with the pretty boy."

Zhao Jiyan was shocked when he heard this. He was so shocked that he even stuttered: "You said that woman is Lan Yifeng..."

Lan Yifeng...that was the deepest pain in Fu Tianlei's heart.

"Yes, she also gave birth to triplets. Unfortunately, the children are not Master Fu's."

Li Fei came over and lowered his voice even though he knew that no one inside could hear him: "Young Master knows all these things, but he keeps secret from Master Fu and associates with this woman. What do you think, if Master Fu knows about the woman he used to be?

, how would it feel to be taken care of by your cousin now?"

There will definitely be an uproar! There is no need to think about it. Zhao Jiyan also deeply feels that something is wrong. Both his uncles are very important to him. He does not want them to become incompatible because of one woman.

"The scariest thing is that I feel that the young master is a little trapped."

Zhao Jiyan nodded, "Yes, I understand. I'll think about how to tell the old man."

How to say it so as not to scare him, but also to let him know the seriousness of the matter.

Outside the door, the two people sent by Mr. Huo to monitor Huo Qingcang were discussing various countermeasures in a low voice. Inside the door, the two people who were being discussed woke up one after another.

"I didn't scare you last night, did I?"

Huo Qingcang's inquiry was rare and gentle.

Lan Yifeng shook his head slightly: "I'm not that timid."

He still held her hand like he did last night. She twitched it once and finally pulled it back, but her arm was numb.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of two people breathing. They were used to tit-for-tat, and it was rare for them to wake up in the morning and feel calm.

Therefore, an unspeakable embarrassment flowed in the air, and the two of them were on guard against each other, neither knowing what to say.

In the end, it was Lan Yifeng who sat up first, but did not dare to look at him: "Mr. Huo, you should have a good rest. I have to take a step ahead."

The man behind her didn't answer. She got out of bed, straightened her messy clothes, and was about to leave.

"Actually, as a single mother, especially a mother raising three children, you have done a good job."

It was an ordinary sentence, but it was said in such a calm tone. For some reason, Lan Yifeng's eyes felt sore after hearing it.

He was sick yesterday, but he listened to her words seriously. His affirmation was more weighty than the affirmations of tens, hundreds, or even thousands of people.

"Thank you... thank you..." She swallowed the tears in her eyes and walked out of his room.

It was another beautiful sunny day. The storm last night passed away in an instant, but it left deep traces in the hearts of both of them.

It's just that the two dull people never noticed it.

After Lan Yifeng left, Zhao Jiyan came to Huo Qingcang's room and said hello to the man standing at the window looking downstairs.

"Uncle, how do you feel now?"

Compared with his relaxed and cheerful voice, the man's answer seemed even colder: "It's very annoying to hear flies buzzing in my ears."

"Let's talk."

"I don't want to talk."

"If we don't talk, I will have to go back and report to the old man."

As soon as Zhao Jiyan finished speaking, Huo Qingcang slowly turned around, and his deep black eyes shot out two rays of cold light that could freeze someone to death.

Zhao Jiyan couldn't help but shudder, but still had a professional smile on his face and patted the sofa beside him.

The two of them sat facing each other, and Huo Qingcang said in a cold and unceremonious voice: "You can dig whatever you want."

"Uncle, I really didn't want to dig you out, nor did I want to thoroughly analyze your psychology. The old man's explanation was very simple. Let me listen to what you say and chat with you." The psychiatrist was counseling.

The first step is to get the patient to let down his guard. However, as a patient, it is really difficult to get him to let down his guard every time.

"I have nothing to talk about and I don't want to talk to anyone."

"Uh... I think you can at least discuss with me how to deal with Fu Tianlei." He paused and said again: "When he found out that you were dating the woman he once loved deeply without telling him.

"

Huo Qingcang's black eyes suddenly dimmed, damn Li Fei!

"Uncle, have you fallen in love with Lan Yifeng?"

For a shrewd person like Huo Qingcang, Zhao Jiyan never beat around the bush and always went straight to the point.

Huo Qingcang was stunned by this question.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to let Zhao Jiyan help him think of something.
Chapter completed!
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