The mind-reading vegetative husband made the scumbag kneel down in tears

Chapter 290: The Genes of a Madman

"Xiaoyou..."

"It's done! The poison has been resolved!"

Chu Ciyou's excited voice made Huo Tingchen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Honey, Mom is doing well now. Doctor Lu said that the surgery can be performed at any time. What do you think, should we perform the surgery first? Or wait for you to come back?" Chu Ci asked worriedly.

With a smile on her face, she was like the most beautiful sun that pushed away the thick clouds and mist around Huo Tingchen, and her whole body was full of joy.

"Wait for me to come back!" Huo Tingchen hesitated.

This move of cutting off the source of the problem challenged Meng An's bottom line. He would definitely not let them leave Country D easily.

However, it was not easy for Xiaoyou to support the family alone in Jingcheng. He was afraid that she would be worried if she had to watch her mother undergo surgery alone.

"Hubby, if you need to be busy, I can be independent." Chu Ciyou immediately heard his hesitation, "There is Bai Jing, Dr. Lu, and my brother at home!"

Huo Tingchen was still hesitating, Meng Hui grabbed the phone and said, "Let's have the operation first. Auntie wants to go home, so let's not let her wait."

The eldest brother-in-law's steady voice was full of power, and Huo Tingchen was relieved: "Okay, then I'll trouble my brother to help me take care of them."

"We're all family, so just go about your business! Just let me know if you need any help!"

"It's going pretty well for me."

Huo Tingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Qi who was still tied to the chair, and smiled meaningfully.

Meng Qi was horrified by his smile and asked anxiously: "Huo Tingchen, the poison has been solved, you should keep your promise and let me go home!"

"What if I don't let go?"

"My dad will never let you leave!"

Meng Qi raised his voice excitedly, and a look of madness began to appear on the angel's face.

Deja vu.

Huo Tingchen said: "Our family's genes are really strong."

Meng Qi didn't know he was being mocked, and was proud of it: "Of course, our family is very powerful."

After a pause, she smiled sweetly: "Huo Tingchen, I am much better than Chu Ciyou! The genes of the children born from you and me will be the best in the world.

I will give you another chance. You stay and be my husband. I will forgive the past. Everything in our Meng family is yours. How about that?

"Ha ha……"

Huo Tingchen burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Meng Qi was unhappy and pouted.

"I laugh at you for being too crazy." Huo Tingchen said, "The gene I'm talking about is crazy."

Meng Qi's face changed drastically: "How dare you call me a lunatic?"

"Isn't it?" Huo Tingchen stood up coldly.

The tall figure brought a huge sense of oppression to Meng Qi who was sitting.

"Who would do anything to steal someone else's husband except a madman? I don't have any love for you at all. On the contrary, I hate you and despise you."

Every word that Huo Tingchen said was like a knife stabbing Meng Qi's heart.

The little girl cried aggrievedly: "Huo Tingchen you bastard! I love you so much, how can you say that to me?"

"That's not love, that's terrible possessiveness."

"I want to possess you because I like you, what's wrong with that? If I don't like you, I wouldn't be happy even if you kneel in front of me and lick me!"

"Tsk tsk!"

Huo Tingchen was amused by this fallacy.

That’s right, if she knew she was wrong, why would she go further and further down the path of madness?

This kind of person is born bad!

Arguing with her is like a scholar meeting a soldier, there is no way to explain it!

"Woo woo, Huo Tingchen, how could you do this? You have to apologize to me..."

Meng Qi's crazy talk continued, but Huo Tingchen was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he closed the door and left.

As soon as I went out, I was startled by the tall figure at the door.

"Night Owl? Why are you standing here instead of taking a good rest?" Huo Tingchen frowned.

"It's fun to watch a madman perform." Night Owl smiled faintly, and his pale face looked even more morbid.

Huo Tingchen's brows tightened a little more: "You should go to bed!"

Night Owl didn't move a step and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and prepared to light it.

"Girls shouldn't smoke."

A big hand reached out and took her cigarette away.

Night Owl was furious: "Yin Canrong, I gave you face, right?"

"At least, sick people should smoke less. You should listen to Huo Tingchen and go to bed!" Yin Canrong visibly flinched and handed the cigarette to Huo Tingchen.

Huo Tingchen lit it up and smoked it himself, and praised: "Good cigarette."

Yin Canrong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around and walked away quickly.

Damn it, Huo Tingchen is tricking him!

Sure enough, the next second, Night Owl’s roar came: “Yin Canrong, give me back my cigarette!”

Yin Canrong slipped even faster...

"There will be a tough battle ahead, so you should go to sleep first." Huo Tingchen softened his tone and said to Ye Xiao.

Night Owl still didn't care, his eyebrows were calm: "I can't sleep forever, right?"

"At least he can't be ruined because of helping me." Huo Tingchen paused, with complicated emotions in his eyes, "He will die with regrets."

These words finally stung Night Owl, and a strong sadness welled up in her eyes.

The pale and thin figure seemed to have been hit hard and suddenly became wilted.

"Ye Xiao, you promised him that he would live well..." Huo Tingchen put his big hand on Ye Xiao's shoulder.

It was so heavy and so heavy that Night Owl couldn't even stand up straight.

She lowered her head, letting the loose hair on her forehead block her eyes.

Fragile as a rag doll.

"Yexiao, you have to be strong." Huo Tingchen stepped forward and hugged her gently.

The air was filled with a sadness that only the two of them understood.

Yin Canrong, who had returned, saw this scene and opened his mouth in shock.

"This this……"

Damn Huo Tingchen! He already has a wife and children, but he still hugs other women!

The raging fire of jealousy burned Yin Canrong's rationality, and then he raised his phone to secretly take a photo of this scene and sent it to Chu Ciyou...