Huo Tian stood there not daring to say anything, seeing that Huo Yunque didn't notice her, she knew that this was a great opportunity. He quickly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, tapped his toes and quietly moved towards the door.
"oh."
Song Yaoyao sniffed, grabbed his hand and pressed it to her cheek, rubbing it lovingly.
The skin under the palm is delicate, and there are still wet tears, and a light pressure can leave a red mark.
Something was all stuck in Huo Yunque's throat, behind his deep and invisible eyes, something screamed and overflowed quietly, and he quickly suppressed it back.
Don't scare the little girl.
Huo Yunque asked, "Where were you going just now?"
Song Yaoyao forgot about being interrupted by Huo Yunque's sudden return. Thinking about it now, I suddenly became hoarse.
"Um?"
The pointed chin was raised, and the slender neck stretched into a graceful arc.
Song Yaoyao looked up at him with her small face up.
"What to do?"
His fingers were cold, and when he was speaking, he leaned slightly and approached her, his eyes met.
Song Yaoyao knew that Huo Yunque's every move in this house could not be hidden from Huo Yunque, she gritted her teeth, said angrily and wronged: "I want to beat Huo Ningxi!"
Like a child who has been wronged and clamored to get back.
Huo Yunque suddenly smiled.
He gently pecked at the center of her eyebrows, and the coldness in her body gradually melted away, "Okay, beat him up."
She didn't sleep well last night, took medicine again, and soon fell into a deep sleep in Huo Yunque's arms, and forgot to seek revenge from Huo Ningxi.
It was quiet in the study.
Uncle Zhang held the whip in his hand and stood quietly aside.
Huo Ningxi knelt in the middle with an indifferent expression, as if he wasn't the one who was going to be punished.
There was a deadly silence in the air.
for a long time.
The man picked up the cup and took a sip, the steam from the water wet his brows and eyes, making them clearer and sharper.
"You are not reconciled?"
Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth tightly as the oppressive feeling from above became stronger.
"yes."
"Oh? It's interesting."
Uncle Zhang was about to faint. He looked at Huo Ningxi, and then at Huo Yunque, who had a calm face and even a three-point smile on his face. He really felt that he was old and useless.
The young master is too daring to say it, is he afraid that the husband is not angry enough
"Before I punish you, I'll ask you a few questions."
The cup was put down with a crisp sound.
"At the beginning, you insisted on retiring the engagement?"
When Huo Yunque said a word, Uncle Zhang's eyelids jumped.
He looked at the silent Huo Ningxi and sighed softly. It's a crime, I didn't know how to cherish it at the beginning, so what's the use of regretting it now.
"yes."
Huo Ningxi's hands on his lap clenched into fists, and the word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Did I stop you from being nice to her?"
Huo Ningxi was shaken all over, and after a long time, his eyes turned red, "No."
"Huo Ningxi," Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, and twirled the beads one by one with his fingers, "You must know that there is no regret medicine in the world. Although you and I are uncles and nephews in name, I don't mind you fighting with your own ability. It is your ability to really win her heart."
The light in the study was dim, his face was hidden in the faint light and shadow, his brows and eyes were clear and lofty.
It seems like a god looking down on all living beings above the nine heavens.
Compassionate.
Huo Ningxi raised his head suddenly, staring at the man sitting above him with bloodshot eyes, "Why do you say that? What do you think of Song Yaoyao?!"
"Ah-"
Huo Yunque smiled, and slowly said: "Of course I treat her as a treasure, but first of all, she is a person."
Since we are human, we have the right to choose.
"Okay, let's do it."
Huo Yunque stroked the non-existing folds on his sleeves, and picked up his teacup again.
Among them, the tea leaves stood upright, and the sparkling light refracted by the water fell into his eyes.
"A hundred whips, I'll watch here."
Uncle Zhang bowed, "Yes."
In the past, this whip beat Huo Yunque. Later, Mr. Huo got old and his temper was not as bad as when he was young, so he put away the whip and never moved it again.
Huo Yunque watched Huo Ningxi grow up, but he has a restrained and steady personality, and he doesn't easily hit people.
In the study room, there was a dull sound.
After a long time, Uncle Zhang stopped panting.
"Sir, one hundred lashes is just right."
"Well, you go down."
The study was quiet, only Huo Ningxi's uncontrollable panting.
His back was bloody and bloody, but his back was stubbornly straight, not wanting to bow his head in front of Huo Yunque.
In sight, a pair of shoes appeared.
Huo Yunque's voice seemed to come from far away.
"Do you know why she finally chose me instead of you?"
"Understanding the truth of what you want, some people don't understand it all their lives. Huo Ningxi, I hope you can take care of yourself."
The footsteps went away, and when the door clicked, it seemed that Huo Ningxi was the only one left in the whole world.
"Do you understand what you want? Heh..."
Huo Ningxi's back gradually bent, and his head drooped.
Even if he understood, it was already too late.
Is it still useful
When Song Yaoyao's illness was completely cured, it was already two days later.
In Huo's house, she never saw Huo Ningxi again. Huo Tian also moved out and went to the apartment prepared by the studio for them, ready for training.
Next, they will be very busy, participating in variety shows to increase exposure, participating in evening parties, performing, and at the same time, training must not be left behind.
Huo Zhai seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.
Song Yaoyao was a little at a loss and clamored to go to school.
Huo Yunque could only rely on her.
Now the students of the Film Academy are different from the previous rules. As long as they don't fail in professional courses, they can go about their own affairs, and the school doesn't care.
So Song Yaoyao didn't come to school for a few days, and everyone took it for granted.
Until Song Yaoyao came with a bruise on her forehead, it was the size of an egg, and there were blood spots in the bruise, it was scary to look at.
After one class, Song Yaoyao went back to the dormitory, and met Ye Meichen and Wang Jiayu on the way.
The two of them obviously came to her together, and both expressed their strong distress for her injury.
Song Yaoyao didn't take it seriously, she washed her face every day and carefully avoided the wound, for fear of pain.
Unexpectedly, the brain circuit of the media is always different from that of ordinary people.
That night, major marketing accounts released a new piece of gossip.
A new director with the surname S suffered domestic violence? Going to school with an injury? Is it really easy to marry a wealthy family? !
To be honest, when Song Yaoyao was surfing the Internet and saw the trending searches about new directors with the surname s, she never thought of herself at all.
There are newcomers in the circle every day, and Song Yaoyao has been famous for a long time, and she has already automatically picked herself out of the ranks of newcomers.
Until Wang Jiayu, who was sleeping next to Ye Meichen's upper bunk, poked his head out from the tent, and asked in shock: "My dear, tell me the truth, was Mr. Huo the one who injured your head?"