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Chapter 391 Qingqing, she is dead, and the child is also dead

Seeing Huo Penghua's face turn red, Huo Tingxiao added, "Of course I know what grandpa hopes for. Huo Tingyan, don't worry. If he gives birth to one, I will kill one. If he gives birth to two, I will kill both! So grandpa was What I killed with my own hands was the only incense of the Huo family!"

His indifferent words easily aroused Huo Penghua's anger.

In this generation of the Huo family, he and Huo Tingyan were the only ones. Unexpectedly, Huo Tingxiao would dare to talk to him like this for Shen Qingqing. Not only did it involve himself, but he would also intervene when Tingyan gave birth to a child. The child must also be strangled.

Why can't this make the old man angry?

He had been waiting to hold his great-grandson, but now, Huo Tingxiao killed all his hopes directly. The Huo family had deep-rooted feudal ideas and always felt that no matter what, the family business must be done by boys. inherited.

If this were not the case, the old man would never have taken Huo Tingyan back to the Huo family, nor would he have simply sent him to Australia instead of sending him to prison after he did what he did to Huo Tingxiao.

If Huo Tingxiao was not joking and what he told him was true, wouldn't the incense of his Huo family be cut off?

In anger, Huo Penghua grabbed the inkstone on the table and threw it directly in the direction of Huo Tingxiao. However, Huo Tingxiao did not hide, and the inkstone still hit him on the head. Blood suddenly flowed out, but he was just cold. With a pair of phoenix eyes, he watched the inkstone break into several pieces around him.

"Huo Tingxiao, do you have to make me angry to death for a woman who killed your father?"

"Grandpa, you are serious. I don't dare to be angry with you. I am torturing myself. I owe Shen Qingqing, so I must pay her back!" Huo Tingxiao said lightly, without any fluctuation in his tone, as if Talking about the weather today.

Huo Penghua suppressed his anger, but still calmed down. He knew that he couldn't force this matter with Huo Tingxiao now. After all, Shen Qingqing had just died, and he had just learned about those things, so he felt sorry for Shen Qingqing. guilty.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't seek death, he will have the opportunity to persuade Huo Tingxiao about having children in the future.

As long as Shen Qingqing is dead, this matter will be over.

"Tingxiao, Shen Qingqing is dead!"

This short sentence made Huo Tingxiao lose his sense of proportion. It has to be said that Jiang is still hot. This short sentence directly hit the point. It also let Huo Tingxiao know that no matter how hard he tried, Shen Qingqing was dead. , the child is also dead!

Huo Tingxiao fell into silence, and finally stood up. The corners of his thin lips slowly raised a cold smile, "Grandpa is right, Qingqing is dead, and so is the child!"

Then he turned around and walked out, but the movement of his feet suddenly stopped, and bloodthirsty appeared in his cold eyes——

"I just said that the Huo family has not joked with grandpa up to my generation. If grandpa doesn't believe it, you can try it! If it makes you anxious, I don't mind sending Huo Tingyan directly to hell to confess to his ancestors!"

"Huo Tingxiao, how dare you-" Huo Penghua roared angrily.

But Huo Tingxiao ignored him, opened the door and walked out after speaking.

Standing at the door was Butler Wang, who was pacing back and forth worriedly.

"Master, don't blame your grandpa. In fact, he is also very bitter. Master Jin's death has had a great impact on him. The pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to someone else is not something ordinary people can bear!"

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