If she really believed him, then she, Xia Houhuan'er, would be the biggest fool in the world.
Dongfang Xing knew that he couldn't hide it from her, and he didn't intend to hide it, so he said directly: "I'm going to find out something, but I don't want you to follow me."
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will be hurt?" Xia Houhuan'er looked straight at him, her eyes becoming sharp, as if she could understand everything about him.
"Asking knowingly." Dongfang Xing glared at her, "Don't make me worry, okay?"
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand to support her chin, with a smile on her lips: "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"
"Xiahou Huan'er." Dongfang Xing's voice increased, and a dangerous cold light flashed in his deep black and red eyes.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep, that's all. If you want to go to bed, go quickly. If you don't come back before I wake up, don't blame me for running to find you." Xiahou Huan'er rushed.
He smiled seductively, then pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and slept as he wished.
Dongfang Xing looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, thinking to himself, no matter what happens, I will not let you get hurt in any way, nor will I let you leave me.
He sat quietly by the bed for a moment to make sure that she was really asleep, and then he left the room.
In the hall, everyone's faces were full of worry.
Dongfang Xing pursed his lips and ordered coldly: "You guys stay here and don't leave even an inch before Madam wakes up."
"Boss, don't worry, we won't let anything happen to Madam." Wild Rose nodded, realizing the seriousness of the matter, and did not dare to play anymore.
Dongfang Xing paused and said, "Don't disturb her until she wakes up."
One by one one by one
There are many camellias planted in the yard, various varieties of camellias.
The people of the Dongfang family seem to cultivate these camellias very carefully. Even if they are not blooming at that time, they are still well cultivated.
Dongfang Xingran stood in front of the flower garden, looking at the camellias everywhere, with a strange expression on his face.
There were steady footsteps behind him, and he knew who was coming without looking back.
In a childish voice, she said with incomparable indifference: "My mother's favorite is camellia."
"So, you know the secrets hidden here very well." Dongfang Xing's footsteps stopped beside him.
In his distant and vague memory, various varieties of camellias were planted in Dongfang's yard, but he never asked whose preference it was.
Suddenly looking back, it turned out that this was all Wan Qinrou's idea.
She is his sister-in-law, so it's not that he doesn't know her affection. Even if she wasn't, he wouldn't look at her because he has never liked her.
"All I can say is that you shouldn't come." He had betrayed her and he would not stab her again.
"I just want to know the truth back then." He knew that the truth was hurtful, but he just couldn't suppress the desire in his heart.
"Uncle, five hundred years have passed since this happened. Even if you know the truth, what will happen?" Dongfang Xingran squinted his eyes and looked up at his handsome and sinister face.
A bitter smile appeared on Dongfang Xing's thin lips: "You don't understand, this is a knot in my heart." It's like a cancer growing in the bottom of my heart. If it is not removed for a day, my heart will always be uneasy.
The corners of Dongfang Xingran's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, his thin lips tightened again.
