Everyone knows that the famous Mr. Huo is powerful, powerful and superior. Stamping one's feet can cause economic turmoil, and the business is spread all over the world. They have already jumped out of the so-called wealthy circle and are truly aristocratic families.
But that's it, people who look like gods have been forgotten by everyone. He is not a real god, and he will also be born, old, sick and die.
Distressed—
What a touching and gentle word.
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Until eight o'clock in the morning, the two people who were supposed to appear did not show up.
Mr. Huo knocked on the table, ignoring everyone's different expressions, and said calmly: "Let's serve dinner."
He picked up the chopsticks first, and the others dared to act when they saw him move the chopsticks.
The dining room was completely quiet. These people's manners were excellent, and there was not even the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.
The more this is the case, the more depressing it seems.
Dai Shiqing hesitated, and asked softly: "Don't you need to ask Mr. Huo to come down for dinner? Skipping breakfast is not good for your stomach."
As soon as these words came out, Gu Fenfen frowned and glanced at her.
Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows with a gentle and kind expression.
But the words that were spoken did not make people feel the slightest warmth, "Then please ask Ms. Dai to call for you."
Hearing this, Gu Fenfen took a weird peek at Mr. Huo and told her instinctively that this is definitely not a good thing.
Moreover, neither Huo Yunque nor Song Yaoyao were there in the morning. Everyone has been here, so who doesn't know what happened? Gu Fenfen grabbed Dai Shiqing, forced a smile and said, "That's okay, Yunque usually works so hard, and finally took a day off, so let's not disturb him and let him sleep."
While speaking, he pulled Dai Shiqing's hand slightly hard, and the nails sank into her flesh.
Dai Shiqing, who was in pain, let out a low snort, pursed her lips, and met Gu Fenfen's cold and scary warning gaze.
"Haha!" Mr. Huo laughed, "It's still you, an aunt who knows how to hurt people, come and eat."
These words were clearly slapping Dai Shiqing in the face.
It seemed to silently tell everyone how self-indulgent Dai Shiqing is.
"Oh, by the way," Mr. Huo narrowed his eyes, and his smile didn't reach his eyes, "If there's anything that doesn't suit your appetite, just say it. These are all my favorite foods, and they may not suit your taste."
In his words, he did not hide his love for Song Yaoyao at all.
Dai Shiqing pursed her lips, "You're welcome, old man, the Huo family's chefs are all very skilled, I can't even eat such delicious food outside!"
Huo Zexi rolled his eyes. The chefs of Huo's family are indeed very skilled, but if they say they can't eat delicious food outside, they are pretending to be proficient.
"If it tastes good, eat more. I'm leaving today. Before you leave, you can tell the kitchen what you want to eat, and let them make you a favorite meal."
"Pfft..." Huo Zexi's shoulders shook violently, and it was extremely hard to hold back his laughter.
I don't know where Cousin Dai's face came from. Didn't anyone welcome her without seeing the whole Huo family? How could he have the face to think that he could occupy the magpie's nest
Dai Shiqing closed her eyes, her hand was about to bleed from being pinched by Gu Fenfen.
She smiled, "Yes, thank you, old man."
After that, nothing more was said.
After finishing the meal, Gu Fenfen immediately pulled Dai Shiqing away, and before leaving everyone's sight, he raised his hand and slapped her.
There was a crisp 'crack' that echoed in the corner of the corridor.
Dai Shiqing's face was turned away, she covered her face and turned her head, "Auntie?"