"Huo Shao, as an intellectual, I think you should be reasonable." Tang Yao looked at Huo Qisheng with some helplessness: "I'm also very sorry about Shaoyun's death, but I had sent someone to ask her about her intention at that time, but she refused my kindness, so I have a clear conscience."

"How dare you say you have a clear conscience." Huo Qisheng clenched his fist. "Tang Yao, I really didn't read you wrong. You have no heart at all. No wonder aunt Gu can't like you. You're a wolf. How can others like you like you with heart to heart?"

"Maybe." Tang Yao didn't care: "I now have a happy family. My husband loves me and my brother respects me, so whether the family like me or not doesn't have much impact on me."

"So, you still think Shaoyun's death is deserved?" Huo Qisheng's anger was close to the critical point, and he clenched his hands into fists: "Tang Yao, do you believe me..."

"Kill me?" Tang Yao then finished his words.

"Why, do you think I can't move you?" Huo Qisheng's eyes became very cold, "if it weren't for Su Lengmo, you would be nothing in my eyes. It's easier to move you than to step on an ant."

Tang Yao nodded, "I believe that I have no power. It's easier for you to move me than to crush an ant."

Huo Qisheng looked at Tang Yao's lack of oil and salt, and his anger burned even hotter. His eyes flashed hate, "Tang Yao, wait for me. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price you deserve."

"OK, I'll wait." Tang Yao knew that Huo Qisheng was simply trapped in paranoia, so instead of defending too much, he might as well accept his provocation.

Huo Qisheng looked down at Tang Yao and Su Lengmo, snorted coldly, left the table and left angrily.

Tang Yao stared at the back of Huo Qisheng leaving, frowning slightly, as if thinking.

"Worried?" Su Lengmo and Tang Yao clasped their fingers, "don't worry, I won't let him touch you."

"I'm not worried. I just feel unworthy and a little distressed for him." Tang Yao shook her head with a smile: "Shaoyun is capricious, unruly and unreasonable. I didn't expect such an excellent man to fall in love with her without knowing it. Sometimes I really feel that emotion is very mysterious. The two haven't seen each other for so many years. Huo Qisheng never forgets Shaoyun only by virtue of his young memory, and even did so many irrational things because of her death."

She was thinking that if she stood in the perspective of Huo Qisheng, she didn't know whether she would make such crazy revenge for a young dream without any reason.

With her character, she doesn't think so.

"Huo Qisheng's obsession, which is just begging but not wanting, will gradually understand that the feelings he has always insisted on are not worth mentioning when he encounters a bump in reality." Su Lengmo hugged Tang Yao's waist and kissed her on the side face, "let's go, huh?"

"OK."

They left the restaurant together. On the way, Tang Yao received a call from the bodyguard over there, saying that Chen Kexin had woken up and asked to see her by name.

"I'll go now." With that, Tang Yao hung up the phone, glanced at Su Lengmo, and Su Lengmo said, "I'll send you there."

"Honey, it's very kind of you." Tang Yao kissed him on the right cheek, "let's go."

Su Lengmo drove Tang Yao over. Chen Kexin was still observing in the intensive care unit. Only one person was allowed to visit for half an hour. Tang Yao decided to go in alone. However, Su Lengmo disagreed. He felt that Chen Kexin was a specially trained killer with a treacherous mind. It was considered a serious illness, and it was easy to be harmful to Tang Yao, so he couldn't let her take this risk.

"Leng Mo, it's okay. You protect me outside. If she has any bad thoughts, you can certainly save me in time." Tang Yao looked forward to Su Lengmo, "let me in, OK?"

"Really want to go in?"

"Well."

Su Lengmo completely compromised in her clear eyes, "OK."

"Thank you. I'll be careful and won't let you worry." Tang Yao gently bit Su Lengmo's chin, "I'll come out soon after I go in."

Su Lengmo was helpless, but he could only let Tang Yao in. He really had nothing to do with her.

Tang Yao went in and slowly walked to the bedside. Chen Kexin looked at her with slightly tired eyes. Her face was pale and terrible. The oxygen mask on her face had been removed.

"Here I am." Tang Yao leaned over and said softly.

Chen Kexin blinked and said weakly, "I didn't think you would like to come."

"How can it be? In the final analysis, we have known each other. No matter what your identity is, it is also a nominal friend." Tang Yao reached out and touched her cheek. "Is there anything uncomfortable with your body?"

"No." Chen Kexin's eyes flashed a complex look, "Tang Yao, you're not afraid that I'll cheat you in. In fact, I want to be bad for you?"

"If you really want to be bad for me, you won't wait until now." Tangyaodao.

Chen Kexin crooked his mouth and showed a simple smile, "others are at a distance from killers. You actually believe that a killer has conscience. Your cognition will harm you sooner or later, even Su Lengmo behind you. Sometimes it's best to be ruthless when it's time to be ruthless, otherwise it's easy to suffer losses in others."

"You asked me to come today, shouldn't you be preaching to me?" Tang Yao looked at Chen Kexin and asked.

Chen Kexin gently shook his head and said, "I may not live long, so I want to ask you something. I hope you can promise me."

"Don't worry, you won't die." Tang Yao comforted and smiled, "the doctor said that as long as you wake up within 48 hours, your body will slowly recover, and there is no problem of death or immortality, so don't think about it. Moreover, a bloody killer like you is a scourge that has lasted for thousands of years. Even the Lord of hell doesn't want to take you away so early, adding a lot of trouble to him."

Chen Kexin smiled, A touch of bitterness flashed at the bottom of my heart: "Tang Yao, I know my body, the poison I ate in advance, and even modern medicine is helpless. After saving my body, my organs will slowly age with the passage of time. I will be gone for at least half a year, or at most two years. I still have a lot of things to do, and I know I have no chance to do them, so I want to ask you to do them for me."

"Kexin, I won't help you with your business. If you want to do it, do it yourself." Tang Yao grabbed Chen Kexin's hand, and the coolness on her hand still startled her: "Why are your hands so cold, very cold?"