Wen Man and going to England.The Huo family came over.In front of his wife and daughter, Huo Zhendong slapped his son twice on each cheek.He glared, his eyes red: "Damn it!"Mrs. Huo, tears in her eyes...Just as she was lost in thought, Jiang Lan woke up.

In Huo Jiao's hand, he was still holding his phone. For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

After a while, she passed her phone to him.

She didn't ask anything. Jiang Lan pressed the button, glanced at the page, and without explanation, said, "I was just watching the news, I think he fell asleep... Is your face okay"

Ho Jiao nodded: "Okay, you eat first!"

Jiang Lan looked carefully into her eyes. There were a few bloodshot vessels in them, showing that she hadn't had an easy week. Though it wasn't directly related to her, they were still fiancés after all. How could he possibly let Huo Jiao not eat well and sleep well

He felt guilty, and he knew more than ever how sorry he'd made her.

In the future, perhaps many years later, people will remember him, Jiang Lan, for this disgraceful past. Even Huo Jiao and their children will be criticized because of it…

Actually, it's better for her to break up.

But he couldn't bear to, he thought she wouldn't want to either...

He wanted to reach for her hand, but Huo Jiao dodged it. Her voice was soft: "I'm going to wash my hands!"

Jiang Lan didn't stop her.

While she was in the restroom, he ate a few bites of noodles, but he really didn't have an appetite. In the end, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes. He opened it, and there were only two left...

He held a cigarette between his lips, walked out onto the balcony, and smoked it slowly.

In the restroom, Huo Jiao scrubbed her face hard.

Lifting his gaze, the person in the mirror had slightly flushed skin and bloodshot eyes...

After a long while, a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.

It was heard by Jiang Lan.

He leaned against her back, whispering apologies into her hair. He turned her around and kissed her forehead... Huo Jiao looked up at him, but said nothing.

Thousands of words, countless twists and turns, they've all gone through their minds.

But no one said let go.

But, no one could say those sweet words first...

Huo Jiao gently closed her eyes.

Actually, both Huo Shaoting and Wen Man were opposed to this marriage. There were already issues before, and now that Song Qingqing has done something so extreme... Even if the Jiang family came to apologize, how could they swallow their anger

But they didn't force him, everything depends on Huo Jiao's meaning.

Ho Jiao didn't say they broke up.

But a grand and public wedding was definitely out of the question. In the end, after some discussions between the Jiang and Huo families, they decided to keep things low-key...

In June, they had their wedding on a tropical island.

They still like each other, but their feelings have faded. Perhaps there is a wall between them now!

Just coincidentally, a quite famous movie was being filmed abroad after their marriage, and they needed an Asian face. Huo Jiao got the opportunity. She would have definitely declined it in the past, but this time she took it.

That night, her nanny car drove back to the villa.

The assistant helped her carry things to the hall. Huo Jiao looked at the maid and asked softly, "Has Mr. not returned yet"

The maid nodded. "Master called and said not to prepare his dinner. Madam, are you going to start eating now"

Huo Jiao walked upstairs, her tone indifferent: "Just make something random and send it to the living room."

The maid sighed.

Mr. and Mrs. were newlyweds, but after a month of marriage, they rarely saw each other, as if they were avoiding each other... If that's the case, why get married at all!

Ho Jiao had something to tell Jiang Lan, so she waited until very late.

Around eleven, Jiang Lan came back looking exhausted.

Pushing open the door, the living room was bathed in light. He blinked involuntarily, then his voice, laced with a hint of tenderness, asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet"seriously: "I want to establish a charitable foundation! Let's call it the West Asia Foundation. We'll put 1 billion in upfront, focusing on helping lost children."Zhang's secretary was a little surpr...