Huo Beichen did not look at Zhou Qiong. His cold, narrow eyes first fell on Li Tingyu. “Are You Alright?”
Li Tingyu’s face was a little pale, but she curled her lips. “President Huo, I’ve already said that a body full of peach blossoms will cause a debt sooner or later. Today, you’ve really caused me a lot of trouble.”
Huo Beichen’s cold eyes looked up slightly. It was a very subtle movement, but it moved his heart and made him feel a little happy.
But soon, Huo Beichen’s gaze fell on Mrs. Huo. At that moment, Mrs. Huo was already lying in a pool of blood and her breath was drifting.
Seeing Huo Beichen coming, Mrs. Huo held her breath and stretched out her hand to ask for help. “Son, save me, I’m in so much pain...”
