Zhong Li squinted his eyes and put down the teacup.
There was a crisp sound.
"Mr. Huo thinks I'm joking?"
"Is not it?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, as if he was incapable of understanding.
Facing Zhongli's aggressiveness, Huo Yunque's breath became more and more peaceful. If you look carefully, you can also find that his expression seems to be filled with compassion.
It's just that in the eyes of others, it's obviously not the feeling.
"Mr. Huo, are you joking? The marriage between your two families is beneficial to both parties. Or, would you think about it?"
"ah… "
Huo Yunque rubbed the space between his brows, and played with the teacup, "Now I understand why the kid made such comments on you."
Zhong Li quietly stared at the man in front of him.
No matter how peaceful and harmless he appears, no one will treat him as a tiger that has lost its fangs.
"Mr. Zhongli, if you need to see a brain doctor, I have a good doctor to recommend."
Zhong Li's complexion became more and more serious, and his eyes were gloomy.
"What did you say?"
"Batt..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound.
Huo Yunque casually threw the teacup back on the table. The teacup overturned and rolled around on the table. Coincidentally, it stopped in front of Zhongli.
"Mr. Zhongli is praised too much by others, do you think that my Huo family also needs to rely on you to survive?"
He stretched out his palms, stood up, and casually stroked the dust that didn't exist on his body.
He looked down at him condescendingly, his voice still peaceful.
"My Huo family has never talked about marriage. Whatever you want, just take it."
He pursed his lips and looked compassionately, "I don't want to hear this anymore, understand?"
"Huo Qi, see off the guests."
Song Yaoyao was pestering Uncle Zhang for ice cream, but she didn't expect Huo Yunque to come back so soon, the little girl who was just like a kid just now stood up straight, her face tensed.
With a clear cough, "Brother, why... did you come back so soon?"
Her eyeballs rolled around, and she quickly gave Uncle Zhang a wink.
Uncle Zhang couldn't help laughing, Miss Song, you're so cute!
Huo Yunque ordered, "Make her an ice cream."
"Eh?!"
Uncle Zhang went away with a smile, Song Yaoyao was still a little silly.
She reacted, took two steps back to avoid Huo Yunque's hand, and looked at him carefully from top to bottom, from left to right.
Squint your eyes and raise your fingers, "Say! Did you do something to be sorry for me? You have a monster! The situation is wrong!"
Huo Yunque: "Don't want to eat? Forget it."
He calmly walked upstairs.
Song Yaoyao was dumbfounded, she was stunned for a moment, and angrily chased after him.
"Why don't I eat it! You must have done something wrong to me. If I don't eat it, I will suffer a lot!"
Huo Yunque supported his forehead, "Little fool."
"What did you say?"
Song Yaoyao didn't hear his murmur clearly, she narrowed her eyes and squinted at him, trying to see something from him.
"Come here and I'll tell you."
Huo Yunque hooked his fingers.
"I don't—hey!!"
Before she had time to refuse, Huo Yunque directly pulled her into his lap.
He stroked Song Yaoyao's slender back with his big palms, which made Song Yaoyao more and more suspicious. He held Huo Yunque's face and looked carefully, "Brother...you can't really...do something sorry for me, right?" !!"
Her eyes were full of shock, and her small mouth narrowed, as if as long as Huo Yunque dared to nod her head, she could cry immediately.