"It's gone." Lu Ziming pursed his lips, except for being shocked by Huo Yao's aggressive aura, he didn't say a total of ten words.
"Who are you talking about?" Lu Xia still couldn't hold back her doubts and asked.
Lu Ziming didn't have a good relationship with Lu Xia, not to mention that he went to find Huo Yao and hit a wall.
But He Xiaoman was in a bad mood, and didn't have a good voice to reply: "Who else can it be, that Huo Yao."
When Lu Xia heard this, she felt a little uncomfortable in her eyes. These days her mother came to pick her up, almost every time it was related to that Huo Yao.
And her own brother actually went looking for her
What is this
Because they knew that the Huo family was rich, so one or two wanted to coax them back
Lu Xia shook her head with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, and didn't ask any more questions.
**
Twenty minutes later, Huo Yao and Huo Yulin returned to the villa.
Dad Huo and Song Ning, who had received the call from the third child, had been waiting in the villa. The family hadn't seen each other for two or three years.
As soon as she stepped into the room, Song Ning's eyes were red, and she reached out to hug the third child, but was avoided.
Seeing this, Song Ning's eyes dimmed, and then he put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and pulled the third child's suitcase in.
The suitcase was a bit light, and when Song Ning just picked it up, she froze in place again, with an indescribable look on her face, like sad, but also like something else.
Huo Yao, who had just changed into his slippers, turned his head, and seeing his mother like this, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, "Mom?" She called out.
"Alas." Song Ning came back to her senses, with a forced smile on the corner of her lips, she carried the suitcase and entered the hall.
Huo Yao narrowed her eyes slightly, her mother's expression was not right, and then she looked at her father who was talking to the third brother, and the expression on his face was also weird.
There's clearly a story to this.
With doubts, Huo Yao walked into the living room.
Huo Tingrui knew that the third child was going back to China, so he put down what he was doing, got off work early and returned home. When he saw someone, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder with some emotion, "It's good to come back."
"Hmm." Huo Yulin was indeed not used to getting too close to people, even if his second brother patted him on the shoulder, his body would subconsciously stiffen.
Because he knew his habit, Huo Tingrui didn't feel sad when he saw this.
Several people were sitting in the living room chatting, Huo Yao thoughtfully went to the kitchen to cut some fruits, and then sat there quietly, listening to them.
Huo Tingrui crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, looked at his younger brother, and asked, "will the third one go when he comes back this time?"
As soon as these words were finished, both Song Ning and Huo Pa's eyes fell on Huo Yulin, especially Song Ning, who had a nervous look on his face.
When she first picked up the suitcase, she found that the third child's suitcase was very light, and she obviously didn't bring much, so she felt a little uncomfortable.
Huo Yulin noticed the nervous gaze of his parents, and suddenly felt more guilt in his heart. He looked sideways at the two, with regret in his eyes, "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I..."
As soon as Song Ning heard this sorry, his throat choked up, and the tears he tried to hold back couldn't stop flowing out, and before he finished speaking, he said, "You still don't want to go home, third child? "
There was pain and sadness in the voice, so Papa Huo, who was sitting beside her, couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly raised his hand to comfort her.
(end of this chapter)