"Um."
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, patted Song Yaoyao on the shoulder, and signaled her to stand still.
With a flat expression, standing in place, with a powerful aura that only the superior can have, it is easy to ignore his age.
too young.
Song Rui sighed inwardly.
He quickly walked forward with a smile on his face, and his tone could not hide his flattery, "Hello, Mr. Huo, I am Yaoyao's father, and the child is not sensible. Thanks to you for taking care of me these two days. We brought some gifts over, I didn't know your preferences beforehand, and I didn't know whether it would suit you."
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and landed on his outstretched hand, without any intention of responding.
Uncle Zhang quickly grabbed Song Rui's hand and said with a smile, "Sorry, my husband has a cleanliness habit and is not used to contacting outsiders."
This is the truth, Huo Ningxi nodded.
But when she saw Song Yaoyao clinging tightly to his uncle's side, with her little hands even clutching his sleeves, she twitched the corners of her mouth.
Secretly slander: nonsense!
He felt that his uncle had no cleanliness at all, and was simply too lazy to deal with unworthy people.
Song Rui naturally also saw this scene, he didn't show it on the face, but his heart was full of turmoil.
I'm not used to contacting outsiders, so what about Song Yaoyao? Are you already one of your own
"It's okay, it's okay," he was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect his daughter to be so upbeat, "Where's the gift? Hurry up and take the gift—"
"No need."
Huo Yunque raised his eyes and walked towards the living room.
He has a gentle temperament, not aggressive, but makes people feel alienated inexplicably.
"please-"
Since Zhou Manli entered this room, her arrogance suddenly disappeared.
Her Song family is already rich enough, but at a glance, the Huo family is just an ordinary hall, and a random painting on the wall is enough to buy her villa, more than enough.
Not to mention the ubiquitous antique vases and precious wooden furniture.
She licked her lips, feeling hot in her heart.
This Mr. Huo is so young, more powerful than Huo Ningxi, and so handsome.
If he likes young people, then Song Yaoyao is fine, she is so beautiful, she deserves better—
Song Rui took Zhou Manli to sit down, quite cautious.
"Look, Mr. Huo, this is a century-old ginseng that I bought at the auction house some time ago. It's perfect for Mr. Huo's health. And this..."
Uncle Zhang didn't even look at those exquisite gift boxes, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry Mr. Song, our husband really never accepts gifts."
The Huo family has come to this position, and there are quite a few who want to bring them down. Who knows what is in the gift
What's more, century-old ginseng is nothing more than that.
In the warehouse of Huo's family, there are 500-year-old ginseng. There is no room for these gadgets in the warehouse.
Didn't you see the antique ornaments in this room? They couldn't fit in the warehouse, so they could only be placed outside.
"Ah? This... so, how embarrassing." Song Rui rubbed his hands and looked at Huo Yunque with a smile. I took care of you. This child is in the rebellious period, and he ran away from home when he said he would run away from home, so we will have a hard time looking for it."
Kind
There was a slight smile on the corner of Huo Yunque's lips, and his eyes were playful. He rarely heard this word, but when he heard it suddenly, it made sense.
"It's too serious."
He stroked the rim of the cup and asked sideways, "Want to go back?"