A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan accompanied Ali and walked around the entire mall.

When Ali couldn't get the big and small bags, he called and Black Panther came to carry the things.

Ali seemed to have gotten used to having someone following her to carry things for her, and pulling Huo Yan in and out of various specialty stores.

"You seem to have bought a little too much." Huo Yan reminded.

"Yan Yan, there's no need to save money for a man. Even if you don't want anything, a man won't look up to you. If you spend his money, he will think it's natural. The relationship is already like this, and you are still hiding it. Isn't it ridiculous? A materialistic woman is much more lovely than a hypocritical woman." Ali spoke slowly.

Huo Yan covered her ears with her hands. She felt that if she stayed with Ali any longer, she would definitely be brainwashed.

"Hey, Lu Zeng called so many times. Ali, wait a minute, I'll call him back." Huo Yan said hurriedly.

There were more than ten missed calls, she really didn't hear it.

"Hurry up." Ali said.

He's just a driver. You can be polite to him in person. Why is he doing this behind his back? Is it really that serious?

Ali shook his head secretly, that's why he thought Huo Yan was stupid.

Ali looked at Huo Yan. In fact, her situation was not much better than Huo Yan's. They both depended on men for survival.

Sure enough, they still came to this point.

At first she refused to admit that this was her identity, but now, she has slowly accepted it.

Huo Yan hung up the phone and ran over to say:

"I have to go. Lu Zeng said it's too late. Ali, I'll accompany you another day."

Huo Yan ran away after he finished speaking. If Lu Zeng wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have made more than a dozen calls in a row. It must be that something happened to Zhuang Zhoucheng again.

Huo Yan gradually realized that Zhuang Zhoucheng would basically not vent his anger on her.

But it will come to Lu Zeng and the others, so she can't make things difficult for them.

"My master is calling, you should call him back first." Lu Zeng said with a serious expression.

It's really late now, it's already past eight o'clock in the evening.

"it is good."

Huo Yan called Zhuang Zhoucheng as soon as he got in the car.

Zhuang Zhoucheng only said one sentence, asking her to go back to Oriental Pearl Tower, and then the call was disconnected.

"What do you say, sir?" Lu Zeng asked as he started the car.

"He told us to go back to the Oriental Pearl Tower." Huo Yan said quickly.

Lu Zeng nodded, and the car headed towards the Oriental Pearl Tower.

Fortunately, the traffic jam has passed and we will arrive in half an hour.

Huo Yan got out of the car and looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng who was standing at the door like a mountain. He subconsciously shrank his neck and then looked back at Lu Zeng.

Lu Zeng smiled at her and whispered:

"Be gentle and admit your mistake first, understand?"

Huo Yan nodded quickly, ran into the house, and shouted from a distance:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I'm back."

Her tone is soft and gentle, her eyes are smiling, such a beautiful and lovely girl, no one would have the heart to be mean to her.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly. Huo Yan ran up to her and then stopped, looking up at Zhuang Zhoucheng.

She wanted to pretend that she didn't know that he was angry, so she just kept saying nice things to him.

But she couldn't just smile like an idiot.

So when Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't respond at all, Huo Yan's smile faded, and he lowered his head and said softly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't seem to hear you when you called, but I called you back immediately when I saw the missed call."

Well, the one who replied immediately wasn’t his, but Lu Zeng’s.

"Come in." The master finally spoke.

Huo Yan hurried into the house, smiling again and said:

"Thank you, it's so cold outside...ah, ah..."

Huo Yan had just walked in and hadn't finished her sentence when Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over, picked her up, and hit her hard on the butt twice.

In this weather, even though he was wearing such thick clothes, he still felt hurt. It can be seen that this old man was really angry.

Zhuang Zhou Chengbo said angrily:

"Next time if you don't come back after 8pm, try it!"

"..."

Huo Yan bit her lip and no longer had the heart to smile playfully. Her eyes were wet and she kept her head down without saying a word.

"Do you have ears?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's voice sank.

"Yes, I heard it."

Huo Yan gritted his teeth, sniffed and responded softly.

Her mother has never cared about her like this, so why should he?

I was extremely unwilling in my heart, but I still didn't dare to say a word to him.

With her head down, she kicked and swung her feet, and then she kicked one of her boots onto the ground.

The other one was like that, swinging back and forth and refusing to be taken off with hands.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly and said in a cold voice:

"No arms?"

If it were before, Zhuang Zhoucheng would have squatted down and taken it off for her.

But today, I'm still very popular.

"If you're not happy, use your hands..." Huo Yan muttered.

She also has a temper and she is unhappy.

It was definitely not because of whether he took off his shoes or not. He was undoubtedly beaten and felt wronged.

She didn't dare to be angry with him, but it was okay for her to abuse the shoes.

"say it again."

Zhuang Zhoucheng reached out and pulled Huo Yan, pulling it a little.

Huo Yan's body was pulled and turned half a circle. He gritted his teeth, then looked up at him and said with red eyes:

"You hit me as soon as I got home. Why? I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't answer your call and I apologized to you. Why did you hit me?"

I felt so wronged that I burst into tears.

When her mother was alive, she never hit her.

It’s not a big deal. He never said he would be back before 8 o’clock. Isn’t it unfair for him to be beaten?

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with a gloomy face. How did this count as beating her?

In other words, he slapped her on the butt twice to vent his anger.

In Zhuang Zhoucheng's concept, this was not a beating, but just letting her know his anger.

If he hits someone with that hand, he'll be in big trouble.

"Feeling wronged?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said coldly.

"..."

Huo Yan raised her hand to wipe away the tears that fell from her eyes. She was not convinced, but still shook her head:

"No grievances..."

He turned around, took off his shoes, and stepped into the rabbit's belly.

Without even looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng, he just walked in with his head down.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the little thing's back with a serious look, feeling a little depressed. He bent down and put her shoes aside.