Li Feihuan looked at the crowd and saw Zhao Siqing hugging Zhao Siqing from afar. He was a little absent-minded.
He could see that the happiness on her face was real, and the joy was also real. There was a look of indulgence in her eyes that he had never seen before.
Li Feihuan slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.
In fact, he had a premonition that Huo Jingchen was not dead, even if his people had seen his body with their own eyes.
But he had long known that many things in this world were not necessarily true if they were not seen with their own eyes. Moreover, a person like Huo Jingchen would not be easily fooled by him.
He had originally wanted to take Zhao Siqing away. As long as she showed any signs of helplessness or intention to leave with him, he would forcefully take her away.
Other than the fact that he did not know when he had developed a greedy attachment for her, it was also because he had always suspected that Huo Jingchen was not dead.
If Zhao Siqing was willing to leave with him, regardless of whether Huo Jingchen was dead or not, Zhao Siqing's complete disappearance would be a big blow to him. It was enough to make him suffer.
However, Zhao Siqing's determination had exceeded his expectations, and his heart for her had repeatedly exceeded his bottom line.
Li Feihuan lowered his eyes and turned to leave.
This time, he and Huo Jingchen were still unable to determine the victor. However, this did not mean that the war between them was over.
He had not avenged Xiao Ya yet, and he would always seek justice for her.
Li Feihuan walked through the crowd. Before he could walk far, pairs of black leather shoes appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
The man who had his head slightly lowered looked up and saw that after he left the crowd attending the funeral, there were many people surrounding him. Clearly, they had been waiting for him here for a long time.
Huo Jingchen settled Zhao Siqing down with old Madam Huo. Then, he turned around and walked toward Li Feihuan with a cold look in his eyes.
Li Feihuan had planned to sneak a look at Zhao Siqing, so he wore a black coat instead of a white one.
The man with a plain face was still exuding an otherworldly aura. The Red Dot between his brows was a little deeper than usual under the contrast of the black color. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
Seeing Huo Jingchen stop in front of him, Li Feihuan did not panic. He said slowly, "you knew I would come. "
Huo Jingchen's gaze was dark as he said coldly, "I'm not so sure, but there is still a chance that I won't miss. "
Li Feihuan slowly curved the corners of his lips and revealed a harmless smile. "I knew it. How could the great young master of the Huo family die so easily? "
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and his gaze was malicious. "You should never have used Qingqing. "
Li Feihuan's eyes looked straight at him. His gaze was calm. "I just wanted to see how huo lost his love. "
Seeing that the two of them were at loggerheads, Zhao Siqing ignored old Madam Huo's resistance and walked to Huo Jingchen's side. She gently held his hand and looked at Li Feihuan with a complicated gaze.
In fact, she had always believed that if Li Feihuan really wanted to torture Huo Jingchen with her, he only needed to be a little more ruthless.
Unless Huo Jingchen really locked her up like he did in his previous life, there would always be traces of Li Feihuan.
However, after such a long time, he always seemed to have a little more kindness towards himself.
Otherwise, how could he stand by Huo Jingchen's side unscathed.
Huo Jingchen furrowed his brows when he saw her approach. He was clearly unhappy that she did not listen to him. He immediately said gently, "I'll get the old lady to bring you home first. "
Zhao Siqing shook her head and looked at him. She said softly, "did you know? The baby moved a few days ago. "