Chapter 942: The Tutu Dessert Shop That Belongs to Her and Him

Luo Changchuan saw two eyes left and right, and said in a low voice: "I heard that your brother has started to contact the Shu family?"

Huo Baiyuan looked up at Qin Miao who was at the side.

Qin Miao lowered his head and said, "It's Mr. Luo I contacted."

Huo Baiyuan put down the milk and stood up: "Let's talk in my room."

Luo Changchuan nodded, stood up, and followed Huo Baiyuan upstairs.

Entering the room, Qin Miao locked the door.

Huo Baiyuan sat down on the sofa, raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Changchuan: "Tell me, what can you do?"

Luo Changchuan also sat down opposite, and said with a smile, "You must know that I have a good idea?"

Huo Baiyuan leaned back lazily: "There's no way, you won't come to me."

Luo Changchuan looked at Huo Baiyuan, and said slowly: "Marriage with the Shu family is the biggest bargaining chip to win. Your brother obviously understands this truth very well, so he ruined your marriage and went to get close to Miss Shu's family. We What we have to do now is to stop your brother first, and then restore your relationship with the Shu family, in fact, Miss Shu has always liked you, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to continue marrying you."

Huo Baiyuan frowned, and suddenly sneered: "Are you crazy? I'm married now, how can I continue to marry the Shu family?"

Luo Changchuan spread his hands: "Then let's get a divorce first."

Huo Baiyuan's face was gloomy: "I was forced to marry her when I was suppressed by public opinion. Now it's not that easy to get a divorce."

"Okay." Luo Changchuan shook his head regretfully: "Then there is only one way left."

Huo Baiyuan looked up at Luo Changchuan: "What way."

Luo Changchuan paused every word, and said clearly: "The solution is... let Song Lishu die."

After finally entering the room, Song Lishu put Huo Baiyuan on the bed. His whole body was exhausted, his head was sweating profusely, his legs were weak, and he almost couldn't even stand still.

Huo Baiyuan tried his best to walk on his back, tugging at his collar with his hands all the time, looking very uncomfortable.

Song Lishu sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand, untied Huo Baiyuan's tie, and put it aside, then unbuttoned his shirt, the collar was wide open, exposing the man's sweaty chest.

Huo Baiyuan's breathing finally became a little easier.

Song Lishu took a towel and wiped off the sweat on Huo Baiyuan's chest, then took off his shoes, pulled up the corner of the quilt and put it on his stomach, so as not to catch the cold.

After doing all this well, Song Lishu was ready to leave.

Just as she turned around, her arm was suddenly grabbed. She turned her head and saw Huo Baiyuan was holding her, but her eyes were still tightly closed.

His thin lips moved slightly, as if he was talking about something, but Song Lishu couldn't hear clearly, so he got closer, and heard the man yelling in a daze, "Ashu...Ashu..."

Song Lishu's heart beat suddenly, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground.

He... what is he calling?

calling her?

Song Lishu looked at Huo Baiyuan in disbelief, saw that he was not awake, but still drunk, and murmured like a nightmare: "Ashu...I'm sorry..."

He's apologizing to her?

How could he apologize to her?

Song Lishu asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

The man didn't respond at all, and he still seemed to mutter "I'm sorry".

Song Lishu soon understood, she slowly sat down on the bed, stretched out a hand, caressed the man's forehead, curled the corners of her lips, and smiled dotingly: "So...you dreamed of me, it's okay Yes, A Yuan, it's not your fault... it's not your fault, you just... forgot."

What's wrong with him?

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