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635 Love is the most useless

It was already past nine O clock when they returned to Hongli villa.

An Xiaowan and Xia duo went shopping for a long time. They chatted as they walked and didnt notice how fast time had pa.s.sed.

the house was silent.

the butler greeted her at the door, hesitating to speak.

The lights in the master bedroom on the second floor were on. had huo shen returned?

In the end, the Butler couldnt help but remind her in a low voice, Mr. Huo has been back for a while. Hes been staying in the house and hasnt taken his medicine. It seems that Hanhan is in a bad mood.

you didnt even take your medicine?

An Xiaowans eyebrows suddenly furrowed. I know.

She looked at the room upstairs and went upstairs with the thermos.

ever since the incident last time, although huo shens health seemed to be fine, an xiaowan still forced him to drink some nouris.h.i.+ng soup every day. in order not to make it difficult for him to accept, she had even specially asked someone to adjust the recipe and try to make it taste as similar to ordinary stock.

The door to the master bedroom was closed. An Xiaowan raised her eyebrows and pushed it open.

In the room, the man was sitting under the light, reading a book.

He didnt react at all when he heard the door open. He turned a deaf ear to it.

An Xiaowan smiled as if nothing had happened. She put the thermos beside him and leaned over. youre back early today.

There was no response.

It was as if he didnt hear her at all.

An Xiaowan confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her volume and that Huo Shens ears were fine.

So, he just wanted to ignore her.

Have you eaten?

Come and drink your medicine.

An Xiaowan was silent for two seconds and looked at the book in his hand.

It wasnt a financial page of a newspaper, nor was it a professional book. It wasnt an English cla.s.sic either, but a collection of French poetry.

she didnt expect that this man would have the time to watch this.

coincidentally, an xiaowan had read this collection of poems when she was bored.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she pressed her face against his, gently hugging him from behind, and whispered in his ear, the authors writing was particularly romantic and sad. He had been wandering between several women in his life, looking for the love he wanted. in the end, he didnt even understand the meaning of love. instead, he hurt others and himself.

Huo Shen stopped flipping through the book.

huo shen, what do you think is love?

an xiaowan squinted her eyes, her beautiful eyes s.h.i.+ning.

She had an alluring demoness-like aura, but there was a trace of mystery and frustration on her.

huo shen put down his book and finally turned to look at her.

He reached out and pulled the soft woman down from his body.

a pair of dark and deep eyes stared at her quietly, as if he was trying to figure out her heart.

an xiaowan was extremely afraid of his gaze. it was as if all her thoughts were being spied on by him, and there was nowhere to hide.

thus, she lowered her eyes.

he laughed lightly. you dont even understand love. why are you still looking at this?

there was a complicated look in her smile that he could not understand.

Whats the use of understanding it? huo shen suddenly spoke, the authors fault is not that he doesnt understand. its that he has always wanted to understand it.

Wasnt love the most useless thing in the world?

it would only become a humans weakness, a shackle of life, and the weight of the heart.

ever since he was young, he had been told that if a man wanted to stand at the top of the pyramid, he didnt need love.

but the moment an xiaowan heard his answer, her eyes suddenly turned cold.