The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Chapter 404: Unable to Reconcile with the Past

"Shi...Shi Rong, don't overthink it. We know you must have suffered a lot, and I also know that some pains can't be easily offset."

"But believe me, Huo Jiuzhou really loves you. This is really true."

Chu Yu pursed his lips, and before hanging up the phone, he carefully hugged Shi Rong's shoulders, turned her slender body, and made her look at him.

"Or if you feel that Huo Jiuzhou alone is not enough to compensate you, the three of us can help him make you happy. As long as you are happy, anything is fine."

Eh?

That’s well said!

At this moment, Xing Jiashan and Song Qianchen's sad hearts were filled with energy again.

Song Qianchen: "Yes! We are all good brothers with the same roots, so you don't have to be polite to us."

Xing Jiashan: "That's right. Come to think of it, the three of us haven't done anything for you in the past. Instead, we owe you a lot."

Shi Rong was speechless and smiled bitterly. What on earth were these people thinking about every day?

Can you please not be too obvious about your little thoughts?

"You're overthinking it. I don't mean to blame Huo Jiuzhou, nor am I angry with him. I'm so busy with things at home and in the group every day that I don't have time to worry about these things."

After a pause, Shi Rong continued.

"There's nothing to compensate for, just like no matter how good tomorrow is, it can't save the people of today. The past is the past, and no matter how promising the future is, it can't change the past."

After saying that, Shi Rong left, leaving the three people standing there in a daze, and Huo Jiuzhou sitting still in the office, looking thoughtful.

No matter how good tomorrow is, it can’t save the people of today?

It's a truly profound realization that makes perfect sense! It's also a fact that it's too late to regret.

Yes.

What compensation should he get?

No matter how you compensate, what happened in the past has happened.

Is there a way in this world that can allow people to sincerely abandon the past and start over?

Isn’t that all in the next life?

"Boss."

It was 20 minutes later when Xing and Song hung up the phone, adjusted their mindsets, and returned to the president's office.

They didn't dare to come in, but since they had seen the reasonable layout of Shi Rong's side, they gave up their offices and came to work in front of him under Huo Jiuzhou's orders.

"Go check."

The two of them thought that Huo Jiuzhou's anger had not completely subsided at this moment, so after entering the door, no one dared to say anything more.

But until the man said this out of the blue, they were both shocked.

Go check?

What to check?

"What exactly did Cha Shirong experience during those three years in Jishan, South China? I want the most accurate answer."

Now they understood.

Song Qianchen nodded.

"Ok."

At this moment, his stunningly handsome face, which was enough to captivate everyone, was covered with a cold and terrifying gloomy frost, and his deep and dark brown eyes were also stained with the scarlet of knife light and blood.

His originally neat business hair now looked a little disheveled, perhaps because he was furious and smashed things, ruining the look that he usually cared about the most.

But even so, for a man who is a natural beauty, he still has clear features and a handsome face as always.

"Boss, don't be angry. Sister-in-law said that maybe she just wanted to tell us that she really cares about the past and can't forget it."

"But as she said, the past is the past. No matter how embarrassed she was, it was the past. One can't make peace with the past. So, why not start over?"

Song Qianchen echoed from the side.

"Yes, Boss. Although my sister-in-law said, 'No matter how good tomorrow is, it can't save the people of today,' she also said, 'If people continue to dwell on the pain of the past, they will have no hands to embrace the future.' This means that she intends to forget the past and start anew."

Xing Jiashan poured a cup of the hot tea and carefully held it between his long, bony fingers. Although he said nothing, he did not throw the tea at anyone.

Instead, he brought it close to his lips and tasted it lightly. Seeing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It seemed that he was no longer so angry. It was really scary...

"Find someone to clean it up."

Song Qianchen asked someone to straighten his messy hair and wrinkled clothes. Huo Jiuzhou stood up, took a step with his long legs, and left a few charming and pleasant words before taking people to the senior conference room for a meeting.

"Okay, Mr. Huo."

Huo Zun nodded respectfully, then personally led his men to clean up the scene left by Huo Jiuzhou.

9 pm.

The three of them finished their work and came to Huating Shengshi as soon as they entered the door.

"Boss Huo, Master Xing, Master Song!"

Ai Rou, dressed in a white business suit, immediately brought people to greet them warmly.

"Ah."

Huo Jiuzhou responded perfunctorily, then stretched out his long legs and headed straight for the target location.

"Boss Huo, the Third Young Master is already in Box 666, having been drinking and enjoying the nightlife all day. Even now, he's been accompanied by seven new princesses and beauties from the PR department. I've tried to persuade him, but he..."

Ai Rou omitted the rest of the words and followed Huo Jiuzhou's heroic steps tremblingly. His legs were so long that Ai Rou had to almost jog all the way to barely keep up.

"understood."

Huo Jiuzhou received a reporting call from Ai Rou an hour ago.

I heard that Huo Qiye learned about Shen Mingxing and Chu Zhao from Song Qianchen's place, and he has been devastated since last night.

This morning, he was out of character. Not only did he not go to Yunshang Entertainment to work, but he also ran to Huating Shengshi to vent his anger and drank some wine, which he had never had before.

When they arrived at the door of the box, Ai Rou stretched out her hand and just opened the door a crack, and immediately there came a burst of panting and long moans of a man and a woman making love from inside.

"Haaa~ Third Master, you're hurting me! Ah~"

"Um…!"

Huo Qiye, who had always been gentle and refined, was now sitting leisurely on a luxurious leather sofa with his chest exposed, pressing down a pure-looking woman who fitted tightly against him, like a storm.

The woman screamed loudly, and her facial expression changed from initial enjoyment to unbearableness.

The key point is that next to Huo Qiye, there are six other prostitutes sitting there, with colorful styles and different types. As expected, they are all dressed in revealing clothes, with red marks all over their bodies.

hiss~

If Xing Jiashan and Song Qianchen had not seen it with their own eyes, they would simply not have believed it.

Normally, Huo Qiye, the elegant and modest gentleman known for his gentleness and gentleness, would actually be living a life of debauchery and indulgence like this.

Is he crazy?

How dare you touch a woman like this?

It seems that he was really upset by what happened to Shen Mingxing.

Compared to their astonishment, Huo Jiuzhou just smiled indifferently.

The man came in front of Huo Qiye, stretched out his long arms, pulled away the woman in his arms and who was having an affair with him under his skirt, and threw her to the ground as if she were a worn-out shoe.

"Put on your clothes and get out."