Chapter 258： Chasing Husband Crematorium 13┃He Mings Chasing Husband Crematorium (1/2)

On the day of the Magic Feather press conference, major fashion media gathered outside the venue, waiting for the guests to dress up.

The celebrities who were invited came to the red carpet one after another in luxury cars. Zhuang Li, who was not a celebrity, avoided everyone and entered the VIP channel in a low-key manner.

When he came to his seat, he saw Shao Hui wearing a high-definition dress.

The two brothers and sisters were sitting one by one standing, looking at each other.

7480 laughed hilariously: "surprise! Master, I reserved this seat for you on purpose, are you surprised?" When it hacked into the guest list, it saw Shao Hui's name, so it immediately placed the host next to the other party.

Zhuang Li hooked his lips, and his voice was pleasant: "Your arrangement won my heart."

7480 said excitedly, "Master, there is a big surprise behind!"

"Oh, Shao Hui sits on my right, and He Ming sits on my left?" Zhuang Li guessed.

7480: "...Bah, boring!"

However, Zhuang Li chuckled a few times and said sincerely, "You did a great job."

7480 immediately cheered up, rolled on the spot for two, and then lay down directly. After being requisitioned by the host as child labor, it understands the joy of eating soft rice.

Zhuang Li looked Shao Hui up and down, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did this dress come from?"

Shao Hui's palms were sweating nervously, and she forced a smile: "You can buy fake dresses online for a few hundred yuan." She didn't want her family to know that she made money outside.

Her achievements are still far from surpassing Zhuang Li, and she is just humiliating herself.

However, what she didn't know was that Zhuang Li had already emptied all her savings over the years and burned it. Even if she said it, the money would no longer exist.

She wanted to steal everything from Zhuang Li, and Zhuang Li destroyed everything behind her back, making her disguise completely overlap with reality. When she learned the truth, she was still who she was in her previous life, with nothing and a complete failure.

Zhuang Li stretched out his slender fingertips and lifted the tulle hanging from Shao Hui's waist, and said with interest, "How can such a good fabric be a cottage?"

Shao Hui somehow felt an unprecedented nervousness. When she was racking her brains about how to explain, Zhuang Li had already sat down and asked in a sloppy tone, "Why do you have an invitation letter?"

The cold sweat on Shao Hui's forehead burst out. The first problem has not been solved, and the second problem has come again.

Zhuang Li clearly has a lazy and relaxed attitude, but it brings her extremely heavy pressure. She put her hands together and said with a stiff smile, "I asked Big Brother Xiao to come. Although the two of you broke up, he and I are still friends. Big brother, you won't allow me to be friends with him, right?"

The last sentence is actually a test. She wanted to see if Zhuang Li still had feelings for Xiao Yiheng. During the more than ten days of divorce at home, he did not mention Xiao Yiheng in a word. Could it be that this time he was really hurt by Xiao Yiheng's heartlessness and gave up completely?

Shao Hui felt a little uncomfortable. She hoped that Zhuang Li could always love Xiao Yiheng, so that she could get the pleasure of possessing Xiao Yiheng.

"I won't allow it." Zhuang Li said coldly.

"Why?" Shao Hui asked in a raised voice, excitement hidden in his pupils.

She is like a great white shark, as long as she smells a tinge of blood on Zhuang Li's body, as if she was injured, she will immediately pounce and tear the wound.

"Because he's going to jail soon, how can you be friends with a prisoner of labor reform?" Zhuang Li stared at the runway where staff were constantly walking around, a strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

Shao Hui was stunned.

At this moment, He Ming quietly came behind the two of them, and when he heard these words, his heart trembled slightly.

One of his guesses is becoming clearer.

"Have you come yet?" Zhuang Li said without turning his head.

He Ming, who was already timid, hurriedly went around to the front row and sat down beside Zhuang Li obediently. He was taller than 190 cm, but when he got to Zhuang Li, he automatically became shorter.

He took off his wool coat and draped it over Zhuang Li's shoulders, his deep voice was cautious: "The heating seems to have just turned on, and the temperature hasn't risen yet. Put it on first, and return it to me when it's hot."

Shao Hui, who was only wearing a long tulle dress: "..." Dog man, can't you see such a big living person like me?

The warm coat wrapped Zhuang Li, giving him a full sense of security. A familiar scent of cologne slowly emanated from the thick fabric, like the cold wind with frost and snow and the remnants of the battlefield. Gunpowder, astringent and strong.

Ignoring that Shao Hui was sitting next to him, Zhuang Li immediately buried his face in the coat and took a deep breath. He misses the taste so much.

His nostalgia greatly eased He Ming's nervousness, and a smile finally appeared on He Ming's tightly pursed lips.

"Do you still want to smell it? My arms have always been empty for you." He Ming pointed to his heart.

He rarely said such love words, so his ears burned red. But he still mustered the courage to look deeply into Zhuang Li's eyes, and every inch of his face was written with a line of words - I'm waiting for you, I still love you.

His dark eyes showed a trace of water in the light, and eager eagerness circulated in his iris. Such a powerful man was as fragile as a child in front of Zhuang Li, as if Zhuang Li's refusal could make him cry.