My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day
Chapter 317 - 317: 317, Did Mr. Huo order the dog to bite someone?

Chapter 317: 317, Did Mr. Huo order the dog to bite someone?

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“Uncle Huo.”

In the car, Fu Ziyang’s tiny hand was touching the soft and shiny black fur of ko, and he asked with a cute expression, “Isn’t Aunt coming home today?” Otherwise, why would he and KO be taken home?

The man who wanted his wife more than the dog just grunted, his dark eyes slightly narrowed.

In front of the courtyard gate, a woman stood there.

In November, it was just after six in the evening, the sky was already somewhat dim, and the temperature was only about five or six degrees.

But she was wearing a thin red dress, revealing her legs, her pale skin contrasting against the dusk, appearing overly scheming.

“Woof!” Seeing a stranger at the door, KO decisively barked.

Fu Ziyang then asked, “Uncle Huo, is that a thief?”

Huo Jingshen:”…”

Not exactly a thief.

But her relentless scheming was true.

He drove the car over and then turned on the high beams.

Qiao Zixin immediately turned around.

The dazzling light forced her to raise her hand to shield her eyes, leaving her rather flustered.

When the car stopped in front of her, she immediately approached with an elegant smile, “Mr. Huo.”

The car window rolled down, revealing the man’s mature and charming profile.

Exquisitely handsome, with smooth features like a work of art from heaven, causing Qiao Zixin’s heart to flutter.

“Miss Qiao?”

“Mr. Huo, I came to replace Wanwan, my grandfather asked me to give her a property deed.”

Huo Jingshen’s thin lips curled slightly, “You can give it to me.”

Qiao Zixin hesitated, hurriedly saying, “Wanwan will be back soon, I would rather give it to her myself, I also have something to say to her.”

Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow.

His little wife was coming home?

And she didn’t even say anything to her husband?

“Then I’ll trouble Miss Qiao,” he said.

“No trouble, no trouble.” Qiao Zixin subconsciously reached out, trying to open the car door.

Earlier, in order to wait for Huo Jingshen to come home, she had hovered around the neighborhood for nearly half an hour, nearly freezing to death!

For the sake of looking good, she borrowed this red dress from the club, and covered it with a tasselled shawl that was hardly warm. Now her whole body was freezing.

But the car window was suddenly rolled up, and then, the black car simply drove into the courtyard without looking back.

Without even looking back!

A cold autumn wind blew, leaving Qiao Zixin shivering.

She had no choice but to walk in herself.

The villa was large, the yard even larger. From the gate to the house was a long cobblestone path. Qiao Zixin, in her eight or nine-centimeter heels, struggled to walk.

Finally, she reached the front door of the villa, almost frozen stiff.

She tightened her shawl a bit and freshened up to ensure her perfect appearance before stepping in slowly.

In the living room.

Huo Jingshen was standing there, unbuttoning his shirt.

He had already taken off his coat. His black suit pants were stiff with not a single wrinkle. The downward gaze was handsome and elegant. Under the indoor light, he looked exceptionally gentle and refined.

He was tall, with broad shoulders, and straight back. His fingers were long and good-looking, his forearms muscular and strong.

The open collar of his shirt revealed the man’s delicate and sexy collarbone.

Qiao Zixin was somewhat mesmerized.

Huo Jingshen smoothed his shirt sleeves and lifted his eyelids.

Qiao Zixin was still gazing at him dreamily, seemingly oblivious.

Until she heard Su Wanwan’s voice behind her, “I’m back.”

Qiao Zixin quickly turned around, “Wanwan, you’re back.”

Su Wanwan quickly changed her shoes and walked in, “Eh, where are my things?”

“Oh.” Qiao Zixin took out the folder and handed it to her, “Grandpa said to take good care of it, the keys are in the folder.”

“That’s great.” Su Wanwan was absolutely thrilled.

She finally had her own little nest. Should she live in it? Or should she just sell it directly?

Better sell it, then she’ll be a millionaire!

Awesome!

No need to look at someone’s face anymore….

“Sweetheart.” Huo Jingshen’s voice suddenly rang out.

Su Wanwan jumped, and then, Huo Jingshen said, “Ziyang is upstairs, said he wants to see you.”

“Ziyang is looking for me?”

Although she didn’t know why the little one wanted to see her, Su Wanwan still gathered her stuff and rushed upstairs.

When Su Wanwan left, Huo Jingshen picked up his lighter and went to the balcony.

The spacious living room suddenly left only Qiao Zixin alone.

She stood for a while, but finally couldn’t resist, and also walked towards the balcony.

Huo Jingshen was standing outside smoking, a cigarette butt dangling from his mouth, and a mobile phone in his hand.

Qiao Zixin smelled the faint scent of tobacco on him. In addition to that, there was a strong sense of a mature man’s aura.

Very masculine, very vivid, filled with a strong smell of testosterone.

As he took the cigarette from his thin, bony fingers, his black eyes slightly squinted, and beautiful smoke rings emerged from his thin lips, Qiao Zixin instantly thought of a word, “dandy”.

A flutter began to sprout in her heart, and then kept growing.

When she heard the vague sound of a woman and a child talking from upstairs, Qiao Zixin finally couldn’t help it and suddenly walked over.

Now was the time!

Let Su Wanwan see her and Huo Jingshen embracing, right on the balcony of their home!

“Mr. Huo.”

As Huo Jingshen turned around, Qiao Zixin slipped.

But the next second.

“Ah!”

She let out a scream.

The palm of her right hand suddenly felt a sharp burning pain, as if she was scalded by something.

Moreover, the warm hug she had expected did not come, she lunged forward into thin air, her knees hit the ground with a “thud”, causing a great commotion..