Huo Xiang took the mobile phone and looked at the chat content on it, especially the one [Don't worry, he has no right to refuse], inexplicably felt a chill down his spine and a murderous look.
No, this is definitely not a WeChat message from his sister.
His sister would not be so fierce.
Then, Huo Xiang flipped up the chat information subconsciously with his fingers, and found that his manager chatted with his sister almost every other day. Quite uncomfortable.
Because my younger sister rarely chats with him on WeChat.
Huo Xiang curled his lips, raised his head and looked at Tong Yu again, and asked, "Do you often contact my sister?"
"Huh?" Tong Yu didn't quite understand what he meant.
"It's nothing." Huo Xiang withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the phone screen.
Then he opened his sister's main newsletter page, clicked a button in the upper right corner, and checked 'Add to Blacklist' in the pop-up dialog box.
After a while, Huo Xiang returned the phone to Tong Yu.
Tong Yu didn't turn it on to look at the phone, but just put the phone on the table next to him.
Seeing this, Huo Xiang's eyes drooped slightly, he picked up his chopsticks again and continued to eat. While eating, he asked again: "When will the advertisement be shot?"
"Agreed to sign the contract next week, and the time will be determined after signing the contract." Tong Yu replied.
"Oh, I see." Huo Xiang responded lightly.
"Tomorrow, after recording the last part of the MV, I will go back to City S. The air ticket has already been booked. After returning home, I will have a good rest. There will be "Pastoral Life" to be recorded the day after tomorrow." Tong Yu mentioned the itinerary for the two days by the way.
"Um."
**
Here, when Huo Yao sent Tong Yu a wechat message, the old man who pretended to be sleeping could no longer pretend. He opened his eyes and looked at Huo Yao with resentment in his eyes.
Call him twice more, he's going to die!
Really.
Huo Yao pretended not to see his eyes, and was still watching with his mobile phone, looking very unruly.
The old man hadn't eaten much all day, and he was a little hungry at this time. Although he was annoyed at the little girl's coldness, he still took the porridge on the bed cabinet and ate it by himself.
After finishing the porridge in the bowl, the old man put the bowl away, hummed, and said, "I'm not full yet, is there any more?"
Huo Yao raised his head slightly, glanced lazily at the old man, but didn't say anything, instead stood up, put the phone in his pocket, walked over and walked out with the bowl.
The old man saw Huo Yao's arrogance that he was even older than him, so he took a deep breath, thinking that he had never been like this when he was young, this little girl really... forget it, the more she thinks about it, the more unhappy she becomes.
So, the old man took out the phone from under the pillow again, and pressed the power button for a long time. After a while, the phone turned on, and he sent another text message.
"blindness!"
After sending, he turned off the phone without stopping.
Dong next door somehow received such a mocking Min Yu: "..."
Is his old man crazy? !
After Huo Yao went downstairs, she filled another bowl of hot porridge. Just as she was about to go upstairs, she thought of something, and she turned and walked back to the side cabinet where the sundries were placed in the hall, and took a stick of sandalwood and burning candle from it. The incense burner went upstairs again.
After entering the room, she directly put the porridge on the bedside table, and still didn't speak to the old man.
The old man seemed to be used to her indifference, he picked up the bowl and continued to eat, but he caught a glimpse of the incense burner and a stick of sandalwood in her hand.
(end of this chapter)