Rewinding the time to last night, Ding Wei was still a little hesitant after calling the second child at home.
It's not that she doesn't believe in safety, but she just thinks that she should be cautious, and it's better to make a phone call and ask.
"Hello, this is Lafayette Castle Hotel, can I help you?" The customer service lady spoke sweetly and spoke standard Mandarin.
Ding Wei said directly: "Hello, I want to confirm the room Mr. Huo booked tomorrow night..."
When the customer service lady heard that it was Mr. Huo, she immediately entered the computer to inquire: "How many people are eating?"
Ding Wei said, "Six."
Customer service lady: "Yes, there is a luxury private room for six people tomorrow night. Would you like to repeat the main course you ordered?"
Ding Wei was stunned for a moment, then hummed, and heard the name of the dish being given to her incessantly.
"..." These dishes that have never been heard of before are confusing, and they only know that they should be fine.
"Okay, thank you." After Ding Wei and the customer service lady finished speaking, she was happy and saved another sum of money. After all, the family has been getting poorer and hellish recently.
In a good mood, she immediately walked to the daughter's room, with a rare warm smile on her face, not as serious as usual: "No worries, open the door, Mom has something to discuss with you."
"Mom?" An Wuyu opened the door, revealing the messy scene of himself packing his luggage: "I'm packing, what's the matter?"
Ding Wei: "Aren't we going to eat Thai food tomorrow night?" She saw her daughter's face and was immediately unhappy, so she quickly said: "Your brother's classmate's father gave your brother a luxurious private room, Lafitte Castle Hotel, Not as bad as some of your Thai food."
An Wuyu stared, "Lafitte Castle Hotel? My younger brother's classmates are so rich?"
Ding Wei said: "It's not a younger brother, it's a safe classmate. I ordered a meal for six. Think about which friend you bring here?"
"What?" An Wuyu was surprised for a moment, and immediately thought of his eldest brother's rich second-generation suitor, and he understood: "That's ok, I'll call Jiaojiao and ask if she's free."
Ye Jiaojiao is An Wuyu's second-generation wealthy little sister, and An Wuyu usually doesn't dare to invite her to dinner.
Tomorrow is a rare opportunity to go to a high-end restaurant for consumption, An Wuyu certainly will not give up the opportunity to make his face grow.
After the daughter agrees, it is almost equal to the whole family agreeing, the younger brother and the father only need to inform.
At about 5:30 pm the next day, the family of four dressed neatly and went to the banquet in a good mood.
However, An Wuyu was thinking along the way, should she tell her parents or not that there is a rich girl who is pursuing her younger brother.
Of course she hopes in her own heart, who doesn't want to have a rich brother and sister?
An Wuyu was tangled up and down, and finally decided to see his brother later.
"Haha!" An Wuyang stood in the bedroom to change his clothes, the cool air conditioner made him shiver.
Seeing this, Huo Yunchuan immediately found the air-conditioning panel to turn off the air-conditioning, and frowned by the way: "I reminded you yesterday, don't stand under the air vent."
"Well, I'll pay attention next time." An Wuyang sniffed and said, speeding up to get dressed to cover his thin body.
He is still a little awkward because of what happened in the morning.
But think about it carefully, every man's puberty is like this, Mr. Huo should understand himself.
After An Wuyang figured it out, he simply took it out and said, "Haha, I had a wet dream in the morning."
With a click, Mr. Huo's book fell from his hand, startling An Wuyang.
"How old was Mr. Huo?" The big-hearted boy ran over and stared at Huo Yunchuan, looking like he was going to have a conversation between men with him.
"Thirteen, maybe." Huo Yunchuan said expressionlessly, picking up the book intently, but he felt that his old waist couldn't bend down, and his whole body was stiff.
"It's early." An Wuyang exclaimed, then bent down to help Mr. Huo pick up the book: "Here."
"Thank you." Huo Yunchuan took a deep breath: "Are you only eighteen?"
An Wuyang smiled and said, "That's not true. 15 has it, but it's not very often."
He turned to comb his hair, swiping a little bit of the jelly out.
In this way, it won't appear so student-like, and it will be a little more social.
Of course, this is just An Wuyang's own opinion. In fact, in the eyes of others, he is still too young to move.
"Why are you so handsome?" Huo Yunchuan restrained himself so much that he didn't directly say cute, but said he was handsome with a strong desire to survive.
An Wuyi sipped a flower with a bright smile in front of the mirror, and said in her heart, "Are you okay?"
In fact, he was very happy in his heart. It was undoubtedly a kind of affirmation to be praised as handsome by such a handsome man as Mr. Huo.
"Yeah." Mr. Huo pinched his thigh when he saw the shy smile: "Not bad."
He dropped the book, got off the sofa, walked to the closet, and took out a shirt that was ironed last night.
put on.
Huo Yunchuan doesn't like to wear a tie during non-working hours, because there will be a sense of restraint that his neck is not free.
Simply put, just like men don't like wearing condoms, they feel uncomfortable.
There is no way to do it during working hours, so be loose.
As for today, Mr. Huo's neckline is completely open, revealing a small piece of wheat-colored chest, which is a little less rigorous than usual, and more wild.
Anyway, he didn't have to go down to see the little angel's family. In fact, only one person could see this appearance.
That person is safe and sound.
He couldn't help but blurted out: "Mr. Huo is so handsome."
The old man who was praised by him gave a rare smile, showing the charm of a mature man.
After complimenting each other, they finally went out.
An Wuyi sat obediently in the back row, Huo Yunchuan warned: "In order to accommodate your family, I didn't order too many light dishes. If you smell bad, eat more and less dishes, and I'll give them to you after the end. You turn on the stove."
"Okay." The little angel responded softly.
It can be said that Dad Huo's ears were very enjoyable, the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, and the old deer pounded in his heart.
There was only one thought left in his world at this point.
cute, mine.
At the entrance of the Lafitte Castle Hotel, the Ancheng family had already arrived, and they just got off the bus.
After a while, the safe mobile phone rang, and it was his sister who asked him, "Where are you still?"
An Wuyang said, "I'll be at the door right now."
An Wuyu said, "Well, we'll be waiting for you in the lobby, oh, by the way, I brought a friend, her name is Ye Jiaojiao, I'll introduce you to you later."
An Wuyang was stunned: "Well, okay." He was just surprised that his sister introduced a friend to him.
After hanging up the phone, he arrived. Huo Yunchuan stopped the car and did not unlock the safety lock for a while: "If you have something to call me right away, you can't bear it by yourself, you know?"
An Wuyang said, "I see." Then he opened the door: "Mr. Huo, open the door."
He was afraid that his family would wait for a long time, so he was in a hurry.
"I mean, tell me if they bully you, don't have to swallow it." Huo Yunchuan said directly, even if An Wuyang thought he was provoking discord, he would admit it, as long as the other party was not bullied.
"..." An Wuyang had a rare silence, he was just thinking, how could Mr. Huo think he was being bullied by his family?
Is this kind of thing common?
for his silence.
Huo Yunchuan thought to himself, sure enough, the family is the bottom line that safety cannot touch.
Not happy when touched.
"Forget it, I just said it casually, you don't have to take it to heart." Huo Yunchuan said, then opened the lock and let him go down.
"Okay." An Wuyang came back to his senses and said, "I decided to eat less later, and keep my stomach for another meal."
Under Huo Yunchuan's complicated look, he opened the door and got out of the car.
At first, An Wuyu only noticed a luxury car, but soon, he saw his younger brother get out of the luxury car.
"All right!" she shouted.
"Sister..." An Wuyang watched her elder sister run over, and panicked and wanted Huo Yunchuan to drive away quickly.
But my sister has already come.
"Whose car are you riding in?" An Wuyu gasped, looking straight at the car, and was surprised: "Is it him?"
The person who came to his house that day to look for his younger brother, although An Wuyu knew that he had a son, but when he saw it again, he couldn't take his eyes off it.
After all, the condition of the other party can be said to be very amazing.
Not only is he handsome, he is rich, and he has such a good temperament.
How many such men can ordinary girls meet in their life?
An Wuyu began to be jealous of this handsome man's wife, and it was estimated that he had been lucky in his life to find such a superb husband.
"Do you know each other?" An Wuyang asked with surprise, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"It doesn't count as acquaintance." An Wuyu said, "I had a relationship with this gentleman."
The two brothers and sisters were talking outside, and Huo Yunchuan saw this and unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
An Wuyu felt the height of the other party again, and muttered in his heart, "It's so tall!"
Visually it is at least 1.87 meters above!
"Hello." Huo Yunchuan nodded, neither enthusiastic nor rude.
"Hello..." An Wuyu looked at him stupidly, she thought to herself, who had always been unfamiliar with uncle, that this is the charm of a mature man.
It's really confusing, no wonder there are so many women who go on and on, as long as men are older than themselves.
"Let me introduce you," An Wuyang saw that they had bumped into each other, so he had to introduce: "Mr. Huo, this is my sister, her name is An Wuyu."
Huo Yunchuan showed a polite and distant attitude, nodded and said, "Miss An."
An Wuyang said, "Sister, this is my classmate's father, Mr. Huo."
An Wuyu was taken aback by the introduction of her younger brother, and she blurted out, "How is that possible?" She thought that Mr. Huo was only 30 at most, how could he have a son in high school!
Seeing her sister's doubts, An Wuyang explained calmly, "Mr. Huo is in good hands, but he is actually quite old."
Huo Dashao almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. He didn't feel that he was thirty years old.
But for the little angel's face, what else can I do except cooperate: "Indeed, I'm not too young, I just look young."