But I fell in love with Liu Rumeng at first sight. Even until now, I have never met her formally or spoken to her.
But I am very sure that I fell in love with her from the first moment I saw her.
What I love is Liu Rumeng as a person, not her additional fertility.
I can see very clearly from this case that 'baby uterus' is not an absolutely incurable disease. It clearly states 'curable but requires continuous treatment and observation'!
And even if...even if the doctor ultimately determines that it is incurable!"
His voice suddenly rose, with a resolute determination and deep affection, "Even if God is really blind and makes her unable to bear children forever, I, Huo Zhenting, will never let go!
I will still marry her in a grand manner!
Status? Responsibility?
The future of the Huo family?
"Oh, the Huo family without Liu Rumeng means nothing to me, Huo Zhenting! Remember this!"
Richard was completely petrified on the spot, looking at the playboy in front of him who was once famous in Hong Kong Island as if he were a madman.
For a woman who "can't have children", after spending a huge amount of money to buy the secret, not only did he not be doubly vigilant, but he spent twice as much money to keep her mouth shut?
He even dared to be so nonchalant about the continuation of the Huo family's incense?
This reaction, which was completely contrary to the rationality and family background of a child from an aristocratic family, was completely beyond his comprehension.
The huge financial benefits mixed with the unreasonable "infatuation" in front of him made his head buzz, and he could only open his mouth but could not utter a word.
Huo Zhenting gave him a cold glance, a look that warned a mouse that had strayed into a restricted area: "After the check is cashed, please watch your mouth. Otherwise... you will bear the consequences at your own risk."
After saying this, he didn't stop and carefully put the brown paper bag containing the photos and copies into his arms.
Then he turned around, and his tall figure quickly merged into the dark alley in the night, leaving Richard alone carrying the heavy cash, disheveled in the salty sea breeze.
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At the same time, on the other side of Hong Kong Island, there was an upscale seaside teahouse near Repulse Bay.
Far away from the hustle and bustle of Central, it faces the tranquil bay. The waves in the night gently hit the breakwater, making a rhythmic sound.
Outside the door of the "Tingtao Pavilion", the most secluded and hidden private room on the top floor with an excellent view.
Two bodyguards with sharp looks and dressed in fitted casual clothes stood on both sides like two door gods, their eyes vigilantly scanning the surrounding movements.
Inside the door, a wisp of agarwood smoke rises from the incense burner, accompanied by the sound of the tide coming through the gaps in the window panes, creating a somewhat isolated and quiet atmosphere.
Mr. Huo Yingdong was wearing a plain old-fashioned Tang suit with a double-breasted front, and his gray hair was combed meticulously.
He did not take the main seat, but chose to sit by the window where he could see a small part of the bay, slowly twisting a string of shiny rosewood beads in his hand.
Although he is over 70 years old, the heroic spirit between his brows and his calm and steady demeanor are still compelling.
At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting, or as if he was brewing some kind of expectation, and examining the person who was about to come.
At exactly the appointed time, the wooden sliding door of the private room was silently opened to a gap large enough for one person to pass through.
From outside the door came the bodyguard's low and respectful announcement: "Mr. Huo, the guests have arrived."
Huo Yingdong suddenly opened his eyes, and a subtle ripple flashed across the depths of his eyes that had seen through the vicissitudes of life and had insight into the world, a mixture of expectation, curiosity and caution.
He placed the rosary in his hand on the coffee table, leaned slightly, and looked towards the door with a sharp gaze.
The light at the door dimmed slightly and a figure walked in.
He was wearing a tailored dark grey handmade suit, no tie, and the top button of his shirt was casually open, revealing a calmness and restraint far beyond his age, mixed with a bit of unruly and free-spiritedness.
His footsteps were steady, making almost no sound on the thick cattail mat.
However, the face of the person who came was so young...it shocked Huo Yingdong!
His face was clean and angular, and between his brows there was neither the frivolity of youth nor the aggressiveness of a new business elite.
On the contrary, when people look at it, it is as quiet as a deep pool, with a calm and deep gaze, as if it can see through everything.
Especially when the corners of his mouth rise a little, with a subtle arc of calmness, it makes people feel that it is difficult to easily discern his depth.
Needless to say, the visitor was none other than Lin Huowang, who came to Hong Kong Island under the pseudonym Xiaolin Tianwang.
Lin Huowang walked to a distance of about three steps from Huo Yingdong and stood still. He bowed slightly, his movements calm and natural, with just the right amount of respect, and said with a slight bow, "Mr. Huo, I have long heard of your great name.
The forest is full of fire, sorry to bother you."
The voice is clear and melodious, the words are pronounced clearly and loudly, like the collision of jade.
Huo Yingdong's gaze was fixed on this extremely young face, and his heart seemed to be gently hit by something.
Although he had already witnessed with his own eyes the amazing power and far-reaching layout of this mysterious master from the mainland.
I was also mentally prepared that the other person might be quite young.
But when this true face, which looked even more childish and handsome than he had imagined, like a college student, actually appeared before him.
This Hong Kong giant, who has seen many ups and downs in his life and met countless people, still couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes filled with unconcealable surprise and emotion.
He put down his hand that had been stroking the teacup, sat up straighter, and uttered a low and sincere sigh, each word carrying the weight of time: "Mr. Lin... the young are truly to be feared!
Hearing about someone is not as good as meeting them in person, meeting them in person... is even better than hearing about them!
I didn't expect Lin Sheng to be so young and promising. He looks even a few years younger than my youngest legitimate son...
Huo Yingdong's gaze, like a searchlight, was fixed on Lin Huowang's overly young yet calm face. The storm in his heart really started when he first saw Lin Huowang's true appearance.
This young man is really extraordinary!
There are really many hidden talents in the mainland, and they use talents in a flexible way!
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