C70

If she hadn't personally witnessed Huo Li's true betrayal before, then today, she had witnessed it all and witnessed it all.

If her heart hadn't completely died just now, then it had already died more than once.

He had always thought that the feeling of breaking heart was pain. Only now did he realize that the feeling of breaking heart was not pain at all, but spreading along with the crack in his heart. It was a little numbing, and he was completely unaware.

Memories began to drain from her brain bit by bit. From the moment they met at the nightclub, the prince who pierced her with an arrow wound, the prince who she brought home to protect, the prince who she had meticulously transformed into a modern beauty …

It disappeared from his mind, leaving behind a clear image of Huo Li!

There was no longer a smile on his face!

There was no longer any, it had once been a sorrowful affair!

No more, those painful and happy things!

There were no longer any more arguments …

She forgot. She forgot everything except for the smell of blood that filled her nose and made her want to vomit.

When Huo Li came out of the room, Xi Sanmo was still standing there. He looked towards the door and maintained his previous posture. The difference was that her tensed body from before had now completely relaxed. The small hand that had been clenched into a fist now naturally hung by her side. There was no forceful confrontation, only a powerless submission.

Good! Very good!

This King will make you yield!

As if he was taking a leisurely stroll after dinner, Huo Li walked confidently towards her. He was waiting for her to catch him and for him to cry in his arms. He regretted his decision to ask for peace …

Huo Li walked in front of her with this kind of illusion, then elegantly turned around to face her. Her eyes were empty, without the slightest focus, and her face was calm as if she was dead.

Blinding blood dripped from the right corner of Xi Sumo's mouth and flowed down her chin to her sexual collarbone before disappearing into her blue dress. Huo Li's heart twisted in his chest, his pupils enlarged, and an unprecedented look of fear appeared in his eyes.

With lightning speed, he reached out his hand and pinched her crotch. At the same time, he shouted, "Xi Sanmo, if you dare to bite your tongue to commit suicide, I'll kill your father immediately."

Stinking girl, This King can only say that you have given in. This King only wants you to give in. You can't use your death to threaten This King. This King doesn't want you to die, don't... Sweetheart, Baby Silent, my Merle, my heart, don't scare me, don't...

Startled, the soulless Xi Sanming looked away mechanically from the front and rested his eyes on Huo Li's face.

His eyes were wild and twisted, his black suit had been taken off, and his white shirt was lined with irregular folds. His tie hung askew, his nose was beaded with sweat, and his cheeks were a strange red from intense exercise.

Exercise!

Exercise can lose weight, support!

"I just heard the funniest joke in history, Director Huo. I can bite off my tongue and commit suicide for anyone, but I will never bite off my tongue for you, because you don't have the money."

"Then this blood …"

She looked at him indifferently, as if the blood had nothing to do with her. "Just now, when you pushed me, I hit my chin when I fell and bit my tongue. If you don't let me move, I'll stand here with this mouthful of blood in my mouth and wait for time. There was so much blood that it flowed out when he couldn't hold it in. "It was you who hit me, not me who bit off my tongue and killed myself. Do you understand now, Director Huo?

Huo Li's heart tightened. He hadn't thought that this blood had something to do with him. He just swallowed it. It must have been a deep wound, and he felt guilty and nervous. He took a step closer to check her wound. "Let me see, let me see."

Taking a step back to avoid his hand, Xi Sanmo coldly rejected, "It's just a small injury, I can take care of it myself. Director Huo, can I go now? "

She asked a question but didn't need to answer. As soon as she said that, she left. When she brushed past Huo Li, Huo Li suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm. He turned around and cried in heartache, "Mo Er …"

Not wanting to be violated by him again, not wanting to have any closeness to him anymore, Xi Sanmo shook off his hand and turned around, fiercely slapping him on the face, tears, his eyes blurred, "Your Mo'er is very silly. She knows that it's wrong and that she can't get a response, but she still loves you with no bottom line or principle. But now she was dead, just now, in this office. Boss Huo, please remember, the person in front of you right now is no longer Mo'er, but Xi Du Palace's Cang Mo. He shoulder the mission of the Xi Family, and the responsibilities of the entire family. "

Her face was distant and unfamiliar, her eyes burning with determination. Huo Li's breathing had stopped from the pain, but this strike had woken him up. He understood now.

Xi Sanmo was not an ordinary woman. If she was an ordinary woman, then she wouldn't be able to withstand the maiming of Old Man Xi over and over again. Those men who were willing to be ravaged by her.

In her heart, there would always be a firm determination. This determination, Old Man Xi would not be able to break it, Gong Ruide would not be able to break it, Huangfu Nuo would not be able to break it, then he, Huo Li, would also not be able to break it.

But what he had done today, he had fought her head on, he had used thirteen to provoke her, he had tried to break her down, to show weakness, to give in. Her pride was offended, but she insisted on not giving in or collapse. She loved herself, so she could only break her heart and let the distance between them grow from close proximity to far.

"Mo Er …"

"Fifth master, I can't find my clothes …" 12 didn't know when she woke up. She couldn't find her clothes and could only come out to seek help from Huo Li. She didn't know what was going on outside but she could feel the heavy air so she stopped herself before she finished speaking.

However, the words that Huo Li wanted to explain were all stuck in his throat. His outstretched hand froze in midair as well. However, Xi Sanmo did not turn back. He resolutely opened the door and left, not leaving a single cloud behind, not leaving a single trace of emotion.

They were all waiting outside. Lei Long, Xiao Budian, and Liu Tong were all leaning against the western wall with bruises all over their faces. Fourth Bro pushed Huo Dashan to stand in the corridor, while Duanmu Yu followed closely behind. They were inseparable and had a deep affection for each other.

"Silently, in this half a day, Ol 'Five had done it with you a few more times. How did it turn you into a ghost? The whiteness is horrifying." Duanmu Yu carelessly said what she was thinking.

His grandfather was imprisoned by Huo Li in another way. His father's whereabouts were unknown, and his mother was far away in France. If she told Luo Shan, Luo Shan would definitely fight Huo Li to the death. If he were to speak to Xiao Budian, he would have to sink deeper and deeper into the sea of emotions. It was the same with Leyon.

Huo Dashan was confused. He couldn't tell right from wrong. Fourth Bro and Huo Li were brothers, so he naturally favored Huo Li and not her. As for Duanmu Yu, she didn't dare to say a word about that big mouth of hers. Otherwise, the entire city would know that she, who had once been pure and clean, had now become a wealthy woman who forsaken women …

The blood that he had swallowed was reeking of a disgusting stench. Xi San wanted to vomit, but she touched his pale face and forced a smile as she walked towards her, saying, "Sister Four is overthinking it again. I'm white, that means I was born with white skin."

Duanmu Yu was straightforward, but she was not stupid. "You were originally white, but you are not as white as you are now. Silently, did something happen? Did you quarrel with Ol 'Five? Didn't Thirteen also go in? Why would she go in and not come out? "Silently …"

He even chose the topic Duanmu Yu wanted to hear the most. "In terms of Fourth Brother's quantity, color, and viscosity, it's normal that Fourth Brother's sperm appears to be slightly weaker. This is also one of the main reasons why you can't get your hands on it."

"Ah …" Duanmu Yu's interest was piqued, and she was very nervous. She glanced at Huo Moxian, then at Xi Sanmo for a long time before stammering, "What is a weak child? Does this mean that we'll never have a child?"

"It's not that serious." In the simplest language, Xi Sanmo explained the hypogonadism in a few sentences, then added, "Smoking and alcoholism, excessive frequency, improper or unclean diet, and other factors can affect the quality of sperm. Fourth brother first quit smoking and drinking, and then do a biopsies of the testicles. "Life, adjust your qi, blood, and kidney to eat more salmon, nuts, and angelica …"

Duanmu Yu really wanted to know, but she didn't know how to do so. She interrupted him with a wail, "Ahh! How could I remember you saying all this at once?" Furthermore, I will never do even what you've said. Teach me, okay?

Unable to hold it in anymore and on the verge of vomiting, Xi Sanmo forcefully suppressed the surging waves as his face contorted in pain, "We'll talk about this when we get back. I'm going to the washroom first."

How could Duanmu Yu have known that she was going to vomit? She quickly stopped her and asked, "This illness isn't something that can be treated easily. How long will it take before we know the results of the treatment?"

The fishy smell in his throat had a bitter and sour taste to it, and Xi Sanmo clenched his teeth as he forcefully suppressed it, "Fourth Brother's problem is not that serious, let's first cooperate with the treatment, 75 days later we'll know the initial effect of the treatment. As for the future, let's talk after these 75 days."

After speaking, Xi Sumo brushed away Mu Yu's hand and ran into the washroom as if he was fleeing. He vomited up huge amounts of blood that he had swallowed, and along with the breakfast, there was a pungent and sour smell. After spitting out her breakfast, she continued spitting out the yellow bile. It was so painful that her entire body shivered.

It was so bitter, so bitter, so bitter, that even the tears would not stop flowing out. Xi Sanmo raised his head and let the tears flow back into his heart, burying it deep in his heart. She would no longer feel pain for him, and she would no longer shed a single tear for him.

How painful could it be!? Bitter, how long can it last?

There would always be an end to it!