"What are you thinking about so preoccupied? You even frowned." Papa Huo asked.
"It's nothing." Huo Yanxi pursed his lips and smiled, then raised his head to look outside the garage, and asked casually, "By the way, where's mom? Are you at home?"
"watching TV."
Huo Yanxi snorted, put his hands in his pockets, thought about it, and said, "Dad, do you know what's going on at Mommy's house?"
Papa Huo was slightly startled when he heard the words, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"
Seeing this, Huo Yanxi knew that his father must have known about it. He took out Song Zhi's business card, "The Song family came to see me this morning."
When Dad Huo scanned the two gold-plated characters of Song Zhi on the business card, his eyes narrowed, "What's the matter?"
"It is said that the old man of the Song family is critically ill, so let Mom go back..." Huo Yanxi roughly repeated Song Zhi's words, and after finishing speaking, he asked again: "Why did Mom leave the Song family?"
Papa Huo took the business card with a cold voice, "The Song family doesn't have a single good thing except you, Mom."
It was the first time that Huo Yanxi saw his father showing such an indifferent expression, as if he were two people with his usual gentle appearance.
Papa Huo didn't explain much, turned around and walked into the house.
Huo Yanxi paused and followed behind him.
hall.
Song Ning was a little surprised when he saw the boss suddenly come back, "Boss?"
Huo Yanxi glanced at Papa Huo, and didn't know what he was going to do, so he just nodded and replied: "The company is not busy today, so come back early."
"Oh." Song Ning didn't think much about it, but when he glanced at Papa Huo, he saw that something was wrong with his expression, so he called him again.
Papa Huo looked at Song Ning, his hands were behind his back at this moment, and the business card was still held between his fingertips.
For so many years, although the Song family was rarely mentioned at home, some people couldn't avoid it.
Sighing softly, Papa Huo pointed to the room and said, "A'Ning, I have something to tell you."
Song Ning's eyebrows twitched, and the smile on her face froze a little, then she stood up.
Soon, the two returned to the room.
**
It's almost eight o'clock in the evening, here at the hotel.
Song Zhi sat on the sofa in the suite, with his arms crossed, his eyes were cold, and fell on the mobile phone on the coffee table.
During the whole day, except for the inquiry calls from the Song family, he hardly received any calls from unfamiliar numbers.
Xiao Zhu looked at the time on his wrist, then turned to Song Zhi, "I'm afraid the eldest lady will not come."
Song Zhi closed his eyes and suppressed his hostility.
"Otherwise, it's better to call her." Xiao Zhu asked in a low voice, and she couldn't really return without success.
He didn't understand why the young master insisted not to call Song Ning, maybe it's not that complicated to make a phone call.
"No need, if she doesn't come at eight o'clock, we'll leave." Song Zhi stood up.
When he returned to the hotel in the afternoon, he asked Xiao Zhu to book a flight ticket back to the capital, and he didn't intend to stay here any longer.
"Okay." Xiao Zhu nodded. He didn't know what Song Zhi was planning in his heart, so he had to follow his arrangement.
Soon, it was eight o'clock.
The phone didn't ring, and there was no knock on the door.
Song Zhi asked Xiao Zhu to leave with the suitcase. There was no emotion on his face, but Xiao Zhu, who knew his character well, felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
I'm afraid the young lady really angered the young master this time.
When checking out downstairs, Song Zhi's cell phone rang in his pocket.
It's a text message.
(end of this chapter)