Chapter 11 — I Used To Love You To Exhaustion

But now he was clearly not awake, his eyes were red, he reached for his phone, muttering: "I know I'm worried about her, but I still don't understand this."

"That's it... she's definitely angry, I'll just calm her down."

He dialed the phone number by heart. The bell rang a few times, and a lifeless female voice rang out: The number you just dialed is temporarily unavailable. Huo Canh Xuyen was startled for a moment, then suddenly stood up: "That's right, you can't answer the phone on the plane. Book a plane ticket for me, I'll go see her..." Kieu Van Ngoc has a bad temper, what if she does something foolish? You have to go see, you have to go see for yourself…

"Mr. Huo..." The assistant turned away slightly, unable to bear it and said: "Something really happened to the plane, the press has reported it."

Seeing that Hoo Canh Xuyen was like a deaf person, he still came forward to take Hoac Than's hand and take him with him. The assistant gritted his teeth, opened the news and brought it in front of Hoo Canh Xuyen.

“You... you feel less sad.”

“I told you to book a plane ticket for me!”

Hoo Canh Xuyen's voice suddenly rose, knocking his assistant's phone away.

With a "bang" sound, the phone fell to the ground, the screen shattered.

The assistant's eyes also turned red: "Mr. Hoac, don't be like that, the dead can't come back to life, you still have to take care of the after-effects." Hoac Canh Xuyen's hands clasped tightly together, blue veins appeared, and dark storms swirled under his eyes. Of course, the assistant couldn't lie to him for no reason. I know. He knows better than anyone. I just don't want to accept this truth. Not long ago, Kieu Van Ngoc was still standing clearly in front of him. It's only been a day, how could she leave? There was a slight tug on the hem of his shirt. He bowed his head. Hoac Than timidly looked at him: "Dad, what's wrong with Miss Kieu?"

“Will she come home to cook again?”

The young boy vaguely realized something, anxiety flickered in his eyes. The next second, the worry in its eyes was replaced by surprise. Because he saw his father, Mr. Huo, who had always been happy and sad without showing his face, now his eyes were red, tears sliding drop by drop through the corners of his eyes. Hoac Canh Xuyen is crying. Chapter 9 Huo Canh Xuyen locked himself in his room for several days. He searched for the camera in the villa, abusing himself by watching it over and over again countless times. Kieu Van Ngoc is a person who loves life very much. Every day she waters flowers, makes cakes, and feeds stray cats outside. Every corner of life becomes gentler because of her, and the cold villa seems to be filled with affectionate warmth. Before, Hoac Canh Xuyen had never observed Kieu Van Ngoc's life so closely. He only sees her as his married wife, asks her to be obedient and calm, and only wants to be "respectful like new" with her. It turns out that without realizing it, Kieu Van Ngoc was deeply engraved in his life, becoming an indelible mark in his life. Hoac Canh Xuyen's eyes were calm, glued to the screen. On camera, Kieu Van Ngoc was rushed straight into her arms by a stray cat she often fed, nearly falling. She was not angry at all, patting the stray cat's head and smiling: "You like me that much? So can you come live with me?" Kieu Van Ngoc likes cats? Huo Canh Xuyen never knew before. If you like cat, why don't you raise one? The Hoac family's property is so big that it can't afford to keep a pet. Hoac Canh Xuyen imagined the appearance of Kieu Van Ngoc holding a kitten, the corners of her lips curled slightly into a smile. Kieu Van Ngoc is like a cat, a big cat raising a small cat, really adorable. The next second, a small figure rushed into the camera frame. It's Hoac Than.