Huo Xuanxi didn't know who was bullying his little girl.
His status was too high to intervene directly. If he opened his mouth and asked the principal and others to watch and protect the little girl, she would be so keen that she would definitely notice something was wrong at a glance.
If a commotion breaks out and his identity is exposed—
Huo Xuanxi took a breath.
She is so strong, it still hurts when she hits someone.
In this case, my younger brother happened to be in the school. This kid didn't have to use it in vain. He beat him and asked him to take care of it personally. Who in the school should openly engage in bullying
Who dares to bully his little girl
As long as they don't bully them based on their status or fight with others, the little girl herself can teach them how to behave!
He thought over and over again, with a rare hesitation. All he could think about was how to help his little girl in a subtle and low-key manner.
As for this kid
It's only of some use.
Facing his brother's inexplicable reprimand, Mr. Huo was confused at first. After listening to it for a long time, he suddenly felt blessed -
Oh, his brother must value him! His brother is training him, and the campus is his home field. He wants him to learn how to manage people in advance. He will definitely take him into the group and train him to be his successor!
Second Young Master Huo was overjoyed. He nodded quickly with bright eyes and listened respectfully to his elder brother's teachings. He clenched his fists and said confidently: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely do it well. There is absolutely no problem!"
Huo Xuanxi's eyes were irritated -
How did this idiot grow up? I don’t know what he is thinking about. It makes people’s teeth hurt just looking at him.
It's just that at this time, the dignified head of the Huo family didn't notice that his tendency to double standards was getting more and more serious.
This little girl clenched her hands into fists, her eyes were bright and full of confidence. She was so cute and well-behaved. She held it in her hands to avoid being blown by the wind and hid it in her arms to avoid suffocating her breath.
When it was his younger brother's turn, he clenched his fists with his hands and his eyes were bright and confident, but he just pretended to be hot-eyed and wanted to send him away far away, never to see him again.
While Huo Xuanxi was lecturing Young Master Huo, Vice President Lin was not idle either.
He was the person who came to see Huo Xuanxi downstairs at Tongsu before.
He listened to Huo Xuanxi's order and wanted to make amends to Mr. Huo's girlfriend, but he was too busy some time ago to do this.
Now that I'm in school, I slap my forehead and think of it, isn't that girl also going to Mingfeng
I have to think of a suitable way to compensate this girl.
Although Vice President Lin asked people to investigate, he didn't pay much attention to it. Let alone asking where the little girl lived, he didn't even know what she looked like or what her last name was.
Therefore, he missed the opportunity to get to the bottom of the story today, find out the owner of his family, and secretly flirt with the little girl to gossip!
Huo Xuanan returned to the teaching building and heard commotion in the distance. A crowd of people gathered in front of the blackboard wall in Class 3, cheering loudly around one person.
"So beautiful! Tongyang, when did you learn to draw this? It's great!"
"Our class will definitely be number one in this selection!"
"Hahaha, that coward of the squad leader, if he sees your painting, he will definitely not dare to bet with you..."
Huo Xuanan was curious and glanced aside. As soon as his eyes fell on him, his heart trembled uncontrollably.
This, this is a good ink landscape painting. Is this painted by Ye Tongyang? !
When did she learn to draw ink? Why didn't she reveal it when she was still with him? She obviously grew up in an orphanage. When did she learn to draw? Or was she hiding it from him on purpose
Then why did she hide it? Was she deliberately trying to trick him like this? !