Chapter 1940: (Chapter 1940) Xia Tang VS Huo Ze: Finale (21)

Looking at Xia Cha who asked several questions in one breath, Huo Heng knew that she was anxious. Looking at her thin face, he replied, "The third master asked me to stab myself in the heart. Of course I wouldn't do it." It reached the heart, and although it was injured, it was not life-threatening."

"I noticed something was wrong after the third master pressed the automatic start button on the speedboat. I used the dagger in my hand to open the handcuffs, and jumped into the sea before hearing the beeping sound."

"But the explosion was very powerful, and my heart was injured. I fainted after swimming a certain distance in the sea."

"It was also a fate. According to the fisherman who rescued me at the time, I fainted and floated on the water."

Huo Heng took a step closer to Xia Cha, and touched her small face with his long slender hands, "You have lost a lot of weight." His hand touched her slender and delicate neck, where two scars could still be seen faintly.

Thinking of the scene when Mr. Huo scratched her neck, anger grew in Huo Heng's eyes, "He actually dared to attack you!"

Feeling Huo Heng's murderous intent, Xia Cha held his hand and said, "He is already dead."

Before Huo Heng could say anything, Xia Cha let go of his hand, turned around, turned her back to him, and shed tears again.

Huo Heng saw that she was crying again, and was stunned there at a loss.

When he was Huo Ze, she didn't even cry like this when he was terminally ill.

Looking at her slender shoulders that were trembling slightly, Huo Heng frowned and said, "Why are you crying again? Is it because the third master is dead and you are reluctant to let go?"

Huo Heng has called Mr. Huo his third uncle for many years, so he naturally has some feelings for him.

But no matter how deep the feelings were, they were diluted by his cruelty in plotting to kill him again and again.

But this time, he hurt Xia Cha, which Huo Heng absolutely couldn't bear.

He died without sympathy or pity at all!

When Xia Cha heard Huo Heng's words, she was startled for a moment. After realizing it, she turned around, clenched her hands into fists and hit his chest, "How could I be because of him? My tears are all shed for you."

Huo Heng pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed away her tears.

His thin lips pressed against the corner of her lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Little fool, I'm back, don't cry anymore."

Xia Cha hugged his thin waist with both hands and buried her face into his chest. After a while, his shirt was stained with a layer of wet tears.

He did not try to persuade or comfort her, because he knew that she had been frightened for more than a month and her emotions had been suppressed.

Now that he was back, she needed to sort it out.

…

When the principal found Xia Cha and Huo Heng, Xia Cha had just finished crying.

Her eyes were red and swollen.

The principal came over, looked at Xia Cha, and then at Huo Heng.

When Huo Heng donated to Hope Primary School, although he allocated the funds, he was not the one who came to meet the principal.

The principal didn't know what Huo Heng looked like.

He thought Xia Cha was bullied by the man in front of him, so he said with a serious face, "Miss Xia, don't be afraid. I will never let anyone dare to bully you in broad daylight."

With that said, the principal was about to call someone to come over.

Xia Cha knew that the principal had misunderstood, and said quickly, "Principal, you have misunderstood. He is Mr. Huo, my fiancé."

The principal was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I saw Miss Xia crying and thought..."

Huo Heng waved his hand and said, "No problem."

The principal invited Huo Heng and Xia Cha to re-enter the auditorium.

After the performance, the principal took a photo with Huo Heng and his party.

The principal asked Huo Heng to stay for dinner and leave tomorrow. Huo Heng thought of his family who didn't know he was alive yet, so he declined politely.

On the way back, Xia Cha looked at Huo Heng, "Didn't you go home first?"

"I contacted you immediately after I came back, but you couldn't get through on your mobile phone."

"The signal is not good in the mountains."

Huo Heng said 'hmm', "I saw the news report and learned that you came here for me. I didn't go home, so I rushed over immediately."

Huo Heng held Xia Cha's hand and said, "Little Camellia, I miss you."

Jian Ming, who was driving in front, looked straight ahead.

My feelings for the two of them can be summed up in four words: after all the hardships, the joys come.

For more than a month since the young master was absent, Miss Xia was like a zombie. When everyone almost thought that the young master was really dead, she firmly and persistently believed that the young master would definitely come back to find her!

What kind of divine love is this!

…

Even though the Huo family suppressed it again and again, the news about Huo Heng's accident spread among the upper class circles in Hong Kong.

Many famous families went to the Huo family's old house to visit the old man.

Among them, the Liu family and the Huo family used to have a good relationship, but later the Liu family made wrong investments and suffered a lot of losses, so they distanced themselves from Huo Heng.

Mr. Liu is a person who likes to compare with Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo had everything going smoothly in the past few years. When Huo Ze died, Mr. Liu was looking forward to the decline of the Huo family.

It did go downhill a bit later on, but Mr. Huo found the real third master again and had a grandson who was better than Huo Ze.

This time, something happened to Mr. Huo's outstanding grandson again. Mr. Liu, under the pretext of coming to comfort Mr. Huo, often insinuated that the Huo family had bad feng shui and that Mr. Huo's descendants were ill-fated.

Mr. Huo held on to his poor health and sent Mr. Liu to the door.

Mr. Liu kept saying, "Brother, I know a good Feng Shui master. How about I ask him to come and look at this old house for you? Why can't you keep even one or two good grandchildren?" "

Mr. Huo's face was already quite ugly. Mr. Liu didn't seem to notice it and said to himself, "Oh, I also know the eminent monk of the Buddhist temple. Why don't you do a ritual for your grandson to save him..."

Before Mr. Liu finished speaking, Mr. Huo became so angry that he coughed violently.

"Brother Liu, even if the friendship between our two families has ceased over the years, I have not made any mistakes in your family's decline. If you say one more thing, don't blame me for being rude! After all, your old Liu family, in addition to having prosperous descendants, is even rich. I can’t even get to the top of the list!”

Mr. Liu looked embarrassed. He was about to say something when suddenly a sharp voice came over, "Grandpa, why are you telling him so much? If I remember correctly, his eldest grandson wanted to come over and cooperate with me a few days ago." , since his grandfather is so good at talking, he probably doesn’t want to cooperate with our Huo family anymore.”

"I will notify you shortly. From now on, our Huo Group will never have any business dealings with the Liu Group."

As soon as Huo Heng's words came out, the air around him seemed to become silent and solid.

Mr. Liu looked at Huo Heng, who was walking towards the gate step by step. He seemed to have seen a ghost, with a look of fear on his face, "You, you, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Huo Heng ignored Mr. Liu, but walked up to Mr. Huo, held his slightly trembling hand, "Grandpa, I'm back."