Before he said he wanted to leave, Huo Yunque had already issued an order to evict the guests. When he opened his mouth and met Huo Yunque's eyes, he knew that there was no room for change.
"Okay then, Yaoyao, take a good rest, I'll go first."
Song Yaoyao smiled, "Goodbye, Uncle Hou."
She propped her hands on the sofa, watching Huo Yunque and Hou Lao walk out one after the other.
Outside, the old man sighed and asked, "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
"It's not a big deal."
The pace of spring is very slow, and the trees in the yard are barely sprouting green buds. The sky is clear and cloudless, which is a good weather for outings.
Huo Yunque played with the beads, "She is willing to do charity, and I will not stop it. But the money—" He hooked his lips, his eyes were cold, "Every expenditure, where it is used, must be absolutely transparent. In addition, Sign her name."
She is young and simple-minded, and she does not expect anything in return.
But Huo Yunque is different, he is a businessman, and his little girl deserves the best in the world.
everything-
Hou Lao rubbed his head, looked up at the clear sky without any impurities.
Huo Yunque stood there quietly, just like a painting. The wind blew his clothes up slightly, and his short hair was slightly disheveled, showing a bit of youthfulness.
Of course, this sentence describes temperament, not age. It's just that this person's ability can no longer be measured by age. People of the same age as him may have just come into contact with family affairs at this time, but he has already assumed power and is on an equal footing with the giants in the circle.
"Of course, I will take care of this matter. There will be a meeting later. If you have time, you can come and listen."
Hearing this, Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "That's not necessary, anyway, I'll find out if someone is causing trouble."
Hou Lao was silent for a moment, and had to admit that what Huo Yunque said was true.
He waved his hand and speeded up, "Let's go, you don't have to send it away!"
Either this kid cherishes his words like gold, or if he speaks respectfully, he will definitely lose ten years of life to those who are absolutely angry.
He doesn't want to die yet! I still want to live to see this great mountain and river, and—
Where will Song Yaoyao, who has placed high hopes, go in the end
Hou always walked into the mansion alone.
Mrs. Celia quickly greeted her, her pupils shrank when her eyes touched the empty air behind Hou Lao.
She asked sadly, "Where's the doctor? That doctor!"
Hou Lao said gently and politely: "She promised to help Miss Alice, but she can only come tomorrow."
"Oh shit!"
Such a gentle and elegant lady couldn't help it now. She covered her face, despair seemed to be a thick fog that couldn't be shaken off, enveloping her firmly in it.
"But my Alice can't hold it! Why can't she come today?!"
"Okay honey, be quiet."
Earl Lancaster heard the movement, walked over quickly and took Mrs. Celia into his arms, gently stroked her back to comfort her, and at the same time lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Mr. Hou, could it be that Does the doctor have something to hide? Or..." He squinted his eyes with a threatening tone, "Or maybe he is not satisfied with the price we offered?"
"of course not."
Hou always stood straight, facing Lancaster's aggressive gaze, he never changed his expression.
"She was injured. She was affected by the accident last night."
The young girl's healthy and rosy complexion and bright eyes flashed in his mind, and he answered calmly.