Huo zhongrao glanced at Mo Chen. Mo Chen nodded and left.
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âLet go!â The small demon ordered in a low voice.
âDonât be like this in front of the child!â Huo zhongraoâs heart ached when he saw the blisters on the back of Xiaoyaoâs hand.
Little demon glanced at his daughter and son, and they immediately lowered their heads to eat.
It was as if she could tell that her father and mother had quarreled.
The little demon closed its eyes and calmed itself down.
The two of them just sat there. Xiaoyao didnât speak, and neither did Huo zhongrao.
Xiaoyao knew that Mo Chen must have gone to buy medicine. It must have been the two of them who had come without any guards.
Thinking of the guards, Xiaoyao sneered again. Ever since Huo zhongrao became the president, the two of them had not gone out for a walk alone.
Because he was the high and mighty President, he always had endless things to do and guards to follow him wherever he went.
Thinking about the life it had been living all these years, the little demon only felt depressed and painful.
Mo Chen came back. There was a first aid kit in the car. The medicine inside was complete, and they were all the best.
Zhan Qing applied the ointment on the little demon and wrapped it in gauze.
The little demon looked at her hand, smiled, and then said a distant â thank you.
Huo zhongrao stopped twisting the ointment and looked at Xiaoyao with dark eyes.
Mo Chenâs cell phone rang. He answered the call and walked over. Looking at Mo Chenâs expression, Xiaoyao knew that Huo zhongrao was leaving again.
âYour Excellency, you can stay here for three more minutes!â Mo Chen looked at the watch on his wrist and said awkwardly.
Huo zhongraoâs jaw moved slightly.
âLetâs go to the bedroom. I have a few words to say to you!â
Huo zhongrao said as he held the little demonâs hand.
I have nothing to say to you. Letâs go. Donât come to my house again! Xiaoyaoâs voice was very low, so low that only she and Huo zhongrao could hear.
Huo zhongrao pinched Xiaoyaoâs hand so hard that she wanted to scold him, but she couldnât do it in front of the child.
Huo zhongrao stood up, picked up the little demon, and walked to the bedroom.
âHuo zhongrao, you bastard!â The little demon was so angry that it bit his neck hard.
Huo zhongrao grunted and let the little demon bite him.
Mimi and Doudou looked at their father carrying their mother away and laughed.
âBe good and eat your food!â Mo Chen said softly.
âUncle Mo, I havenât seen Brother Han Bing for a long time. Where did he go?â
Mimi asked Mo Chen.
âItâs uncle han. Heâs sick. When heâs better, Iâll bring him to see Mimi!â
Mo Chen patted Mimiâs head and said.
Thinking of a certain someone who was pretending to be sick at home, the corners of Mo Chenâs mouth curled up slightly, and he actually revealed a rare smile.
Bedroom
Huo zhongrao threw the little demon on the bed and covered it with his body.
âHuo zhongrao, donât be a hooligan â¦â The little demon pushed him hard, but it was no use.
little Yao, listen to me. Iâll be leaving in a while. I only have a few words. Listen to me.
Huo zhongrao held down the little demonâs hands, the veins on his forehead bulging. The little demon was struggling so hard that it was on fire.
Huo zhongrao, I donât want to listen to you. Iâm going to divorce you. I donât love you anymore. I donât want to live with you anymore. So, letâs get this over with. Divorce!
Xiaoyao shouted at Huo zhongrao in anger.