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

It is impossible for Huo Yan to be by his side all the time in this life. Doesn't she still want to go abroad and work on her own?

If he gets into trouble when she is not around, who will help her settle it?

She used to have a good temper. At least she was sensible and would listen to what was said.

But now he is being so unreasonable, so he is probably also responsible.

Outside the wall of the Zhuang family compound, Zhuang Zhoucheng put Huo Yan down on the ground.

Huo Yan's cup of milk tea was almost empty, so he handed it to Zhuang Zhoucheng and asked him if he wanted more.

"It's too sweet, throw it away."

"Zhuang Zhoucheng!"

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Will you pay me? This is all I have. If you don't want to drink, you should have told me earlier. It's a waste."

Huo Yan threw away the empty cup and picked up Zhuang Zhoucheng's cup. She would not throw things away randomly, as she hadn't drunk much yet.

"No, how much have you drunk tonight?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng felt a little pain in his eyes. "Even in summer, you can't drink cold drinks without restraint. Be obedient!"

Huo Yan shook off Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand and walked straight towards the Zhuang family compound:

"I don't want to throw it away."

I slurped the pearls and coconut flakes inside. At least I had to finish everything, right?

"Huo Yan!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng followed closely, and the guards on both sides saluted as the person entered.

Huo Yan stood there stupidly when people saluted him, not knowing how to react.

Zhuang Zhoucheng snatched the milk tea from her hand, and Huo Yan immediately went back to grab it:

"It's mine, give it back to me!"

"If you insist on being so disobedient, you will be banned from importing these things from now on!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was serious, and if he didn't lose face, she would think he was joking with her.

"……But……"

Huo Yan's face turned pale and he muttered:

"I just wanted to eat the pearls and coconut. I just didn't want to waste them..."

Is this wrong too?

"That's enough. I've eaten too much today. Just be obedient, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her face and pushed her inside.

This habit needs to be corrected for her.

It is good not to waste food, but you must also do your best. If you can't finish it, you must finish it, even if you are willing to die of overeating.

Everything has its limits, so she needs to change this habit.

Huo Yan didn't say anything. The car lights behind him turned on. Zhuang Zhoucheng took Huo Yan to the side and the car drove in.

Zhuang Zhoucheng and Huo Yan stood aside, patted Huo Yan on the shoulder, and threw the milk tea into the outdoor trash can.

Huo Yan squatted on the ground angrily and felt unhappy.

I just don’t understand why Zhuang Zhoucheng and Ji Wuwei have such different personalities!

It would be great if Zhuang Zhoucheng could be like Ji Wuwei.

The people who got out of the car were the old man and Mrs. Xiang, who probably had just returned from a dinner party.

Madam Xiang supported the old man and walked over. Zhuang Zhoucheng was answering the phone on the side. He disappeared for a while. Without saying anything, he ended the call with a "Pu" sound and hurried back:

"Huo Yan..."

When I ran over, I found that the little beast was squatting on the ground, blocked by the hedge.

Zhuang Zhoucheng and Old Man Zhuang approached Huo Yan from both sides, at the same distance.

Huo Yan stood up timidly, his face pale and confused, not knowing what had happened suddenly.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng?"

Huo Yan shouted softly.

He quickly hid behind Zhuang Zhoucheng. The old man came up, glanced at Huo Yan, and turned to Zhuang Zhoucheng:

"just came back?"

"Yes." Zhuang Zhou responded.

Madam Xiang looked at the two of them with a smile and continued:

"Your father and I are very pleased to see that you have such a good relationship."

Huo Yan's hand tightly grasped the hem of Zhuang Zhoucheng's clothes from behind. She didn't dare to look around or make a sound.

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled, ignored Madam Xiang, and said directly:

"Come inside."

The old man handed the ball he had been holding to Huo Yan:

"This is for you, my little daughter-in-law."

The old man seemed to have forgotten Huo Yan's name, so he just called out his identity.

Huo Yan was surprised and subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and motioned for her to take over.

Huo Yan took it in his hands. The light outside was not bright, so he couldn't see clearly what it was at the moment.

After taking over, he immediately said:

"Thank you dad."

"Do you like this thing?" the old man asked.

After all, she was not very old, so the old man just picked one of the gifts given out at the banquet, thinking that his daughter-in-law would like it.

Look, I was holding it in my hand when I came back.

Mrs. Xiang saw the old man taking the small ball, but she thought it was for her granddaughter Jiang Ke, but she didn't expect it was for her daughter-in-law.

This is really thoughtful.

Madam Xiang's heart was as clear as a mirror. She just took in what happened without saying a word.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that the father and son seem to be quite strict with their young daughter-in-law.

But how do they know how the third brother coaxes his youngest daughter-in-law behind the scenes?

If the old man doesn't feel guilty, why would he keep this in mind?

Madam Xiang has been with the old man for decades. How many times has she seen him bring gifts?

Huo Yan was a little stunned and subconsciously looked at the ball in his hand again.

What is this?

"...I think I like it."

I don't want to lie, but she can't just say she doesn't like it, right?

Zhuang Zhou laughed out loud.

This little thing just can't hide anything.

Who doesn’t say “I like it” or “thank you” after an elder gives something to them?

"Come in, we walked here, we need to go in and wash up quickly."

Zhuang Zhoucheng put his arm around Huo Yan's shoulders, let the two elders go in first, and then followed them into the house.

After going upstairs, Huo Yan lay on the sofa and studied it. What was this?

Zhuang Zhoucheng took off his clothes and was covered in sweat. He left his clothes and only wore a pair of shorts.

When she approached Huo Yan, she was not afraid of the heat or the stickiness, and just lay down on the sofa.

"Turn on the air conditioner."

Huo Yan pulled the string of the colored ball and made a muffled sound, not even looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng.

"I thought you didn't know it was hot. Get up and take a shower."

Zhuang Zhoucheng lifted Huo Yanren up and said, "You'll feel better after taking a shower."

"Hello, Zhuang Zhoucheng, what on earth is this?"

Huo Yan gave him the ball.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took the ball, hooked it on the rope and bounced it:

"YOYO ball, never played it before?"

"..."

Huo Yan was embarrassed.

"I played with it as a kid...but is this just a YOYO ball?"

Of course she knew it was a YOYO ball, she had been studying something else.

Because she felt that the old man would not give her this thing, there must be some deeper meaning behind it.

For example, this is just the appearance of a YOYO ball, but there is something else inside, such as a translucent pearl, a diamond, or something like that. After all, it turns out to be just a ball.

"What else?" Zhuang Zhoucheng chuckled.

It was obvious that the little thing was disappointed, and its hearty laughter echoed in the room.

Huo Yan raised his eyes and glared at him:

"Okay, I'm overthinking it."

He put the ball on the sofa and muttered:

"Does your father treat me like a child? I don't play with these children's toys anymore."

"You are not very old." Zhuang Zhou said.