Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 42: what do you think

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Huo Yunque closed the document with a snap, brushed off his sleeves and stood up calmly without answering.

"Song Yaoyao, you should go home."

Playing with Mr. Huo, he completely forgot the time. As soon as Huo Yunque said, Song Yaoyao belatedly clutched his stomach, realizing that he was hungry.

She pursed her lips, "Okay then."

She stood up and waved her paws obediently to say goodbye to Mr. Huo, "Grandpa, I'll go first, and I'll see you with my brother next time~"

"Huh? Let's go now?"

Mr. Huo put down the game console, reluctant to let go, "Then-girl, when will you come to see my old man again?"

"Hmm..." Song Yaoyao nodded her lips, and suddenly snapped her fingers, "Grandpa, let's leave a contact information for each other! If you miss me in the future, send me a message, and I will come when I have time!"

"Okay, okay! This is good!" Mr. Huo took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, and the two exchanged contact information. He looked at Song Yaoyao cheerfully, and suddenly put the red game console on the bed into Song Yaoyao's hands, "Girl, grandpa is hospitalized now, and he doesn't have anything good on him, so I'll give this to you to play with. When grandpa goes back later, I'll buy you something else!"

"Eh? Grandpa, you want to play this too, I—"

"There are too many games on the phone, I will ask Ning Xi to buy them for me later! You can play them!"

Huo Yunque held his forehead, and looked at the two people in front of him indifferently. An old child, a little girl.

But the two are equally difficult to deal with.

Song Yaoyao and Mr. Huo added WeChat to each other, and got a game console. While he was satisfied, the smile on his face became even sweeter.

"Grandpa, goodbye~" She waved her little hand.

"Hey, goodbye, goodbye." Mr. Huo's face burst into a smile, seeing Song Yaoyao's petite figure disappearing outside the door, and when he looked at Huo Yunque again, his eyes suddenly sank, "Yunque, you stay first , I have something to ask you."

The door of the ward was closed.

Mr. Huo was sitting by the bed, squinting his eyes at Huo Yunque, this is his old son and his favorite child.

He looked at the pink and tender animated profile picture of the little girl on the phone, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Is this little girl the one that the boss took a fancy to and promised to Ning Xi?"

The light fell from the top of the head, and the shadow of the forehead hair was cast on the bridge of the nose, making it difficult to see the man's expression clearly.

"Dad, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Brat!"

Mr. Huo snorted coldly, "What can I say? Isn't it what you think? That's the person the boss likes. Does anyone in the circle know that that girl is going to marry Ning Xi in the future? Although I like that girl very much, But you can do it by robbing your own nephew's daughter-in-law?!"

Just now in front of the little girl, he didn't like to say these words, for fear of hurting the little girl's self-esteem.

But now facing his son, Mr. Huo didn't have so many scruples, he just wanted to scold him by pointing at Huo Yunque.

But before he could curse, he suddenly heard a low laugh.

Huo Yunque slowly raised his eyes, his deep eyes were calm and calm, "Are they engaged?" He curled his lips, "As far as I know, Ning Xi might not like her that much."

Could it be that if a girl doesn't want to marry, can the Huo family force her

"you-"

Mr. Huo patted the table and stared, "Then what do you think? I just heard her call your brother over and over again! Are you willing to agree?!"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Let's go," he turned around and left the furious Mr. Huo behind, still with the same calm attitude, "I'll come to see you another day."