Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Tsk.

Wu Zheng licked the roots of his teeth.

This is because he is disgusted with the fact that he came to his door and made a big deal out of a small matter.

This Mrs. Huo, who is rumored to come from the slums and has a low level of education, is really eye-opening.

"Mrs. Huo, is it my fault?"

He curled his lips and chuckled, then leaned forward with a smile: "Yes, if a beauty like Mrs. Huo says I'm wrong, then it's naturally my fault."

This is a bit frivolous.

Ruan Xingchen frowned coldly.

He is indeed a famous smiling tiger in the business world. The more gentle his smile is, the more cruel he is when he eats people.

"Mr. Wu is in a good mood."

At this moment, a slightly cold voice sounded.

Huo Yan, sitting in a wheelchair, cast a cold glance at the stairs and said sarcastically, "Why don't you go and talk to Huo Jingxuan about right and wrong?"

Is it necessary for him to talk about right and wrong with the younger generation?

Wu Zheng was speechless.

This is a satire on him for making things difficult for a little girl.

but--

He didn't make it difficult!

This couple is exactly the same.

He couldn't help but sneer, leaning on the sofa and waving his hand at Wu Yi: "Come, come here."

When he got in front of him, Wu Yi turned into a little chick and came closer.

Pushing him two steps with one hand, Wu Zheng spread his hands and said with a smile, "Since it's all my fault, I'll let Mr. Huo deal with this kid."

Wu Yi looked back at him in disbelief.

I did something wrong and let my younger brother take the blame.

People do things?

Wu Zheng was confident and righteous.

The fragrance of pine wood came from the side, and Ruan Xingchen turned his head to look over.

The handsome man with thin cheeks turned his wheelchair and came to her side. His dark eyes said calmly, "Then let Madam vent her anger."

Ruan Xingchen laughed.

What happened to her?

After saying a few words, I want to seek justice for her.

This man is really protective of his own people.

This little smile is like a silver bottle suddenly breaking, and in an instant it becomes as beautiful as spring flowers.

Wu Zheng couldn't help but let the tip of his tongue touch his teeth, and he took a breath of cold air.

Such a beauty made a playboy like him want to get married.

"After all, this is the younger generation of Mr. Wu's family."

Ruan Xingchen said calmly, "How can I ask others to discipline me?"

The ball was kicked back, and Wu Zheng spread his hands nonchalantly: "This child has been disobedient since childhood. Madam Huo does not need to give me face."

Wu Yi widened his eyes.

He wanted him to be his backer, not to come and watch the show!

"In that case, let me give Mr. Wu an idea."

Ruan Xingchen straightened up and said with a smile, "The child is disobedient, just give him a beating. Mr. Wu said so, right?"

He pulled out a wooden stick from somewhere, the thickness of a thumb and the length of his forearm.

Her hands were as white as jade, revealing a part of her white wrists.

It is so white that it is blinding, and breaks at the slightest fold.

Wu Zheng gasped, this guy came prepared.

"What? Mr. Wu regretted it?"

No one answered. Ruan Xingchen remained expressionless and said with a smile, "Still can't bear to leave?"

Being questioned by a pretty young girl, no matter how thick-skinned Wu Zheng was, he didn't feel comfortable playing dirty.

He took the stick with gritted teeth and glared at Wu Yi with his peach blossom eyes: "Come here."

"elder brother!"

Wu Yi couldn't believe it: "I am your biological brother!"

"Cut the nonsense."

Wu Zheng was impatient and chased him with a stick in his hand, looking like a gangster, to beat him.

He didn't hold back after he started fighting.

Wu Zheng ran around the room, screaming louder than anyone else, almost crying.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Who wants to be beaten?

The place where he was beaten was burning with pain, and the pain shattered his dignity: "Brother, be gentle! I am your only brother!"

"Hey, it's better not to have it."

Wu Zheng looks like a playboy, but he is very heroic when fighting.

Huo Jingxuan's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but glance at the sofa.

Is this the woman from the slums?

She is really beautiful and has an elegant temperament.

The most important thing is that the method is really cruel!

The Huo family's living room was in chaos. Ruan Xingchen finally stopped Wu Yi when he could no longer run.

She still had that smiling look on her face: "Has Second Young Master Wu learned to speak properly?"

"me……"

Wu Yi's brain stopped working, and he felt a little aggrieved: "It's just two sentences, is it worth it?"

"It seems a beating isn't enough."

Ruan Xingchen smiled faintly: "Boss Wu..."

"No, no, no, enough is enough!"

Wu Zheng covered his butt and screamed: "I got it! I will speak properly next time!"

"Then, Second Young Master Wu, would you please say a few words?"

Ruan Xingchen was satisfied and looked at him with sparkling eyes: "There should be some expression, right?"

Wu Yi's eyes were almost red, and he glared unwillingly at his elder brother who was holding a stick and acting as a thug.

Look at other people’s parents, then look at yourself!

"Difficulties are always temporary. I believe Mr. Huo will bounce back."

Wu Yi was unwilling to give in, so he simply raised his voice and howled at Huo Jingxuan: "Huo San, it's my fault for being mean, don't take it to heart."

"Who are you, old man?"

Wu Zheng gritted his teeth and raised his hand to hit him on the head.

"Children are always noisy. Mr. Wu, don't take it to heart."

Ruan Xingchen raised her beautiful chin and said softly, "Since the matter is resolved, I won't see you off."

So he just threw it away after use without even giving him a cup of tea?

Wu Zheng touched his chin unwillingly, and was speechless when he looked at her beautiful face. He kept chewing her sweet voice on the tip of his tongue.

How come Huo Yan got all the good things?

With a sour glance at Huo Yan, who was silent and somewhat gloomy, Wu Zheng took Wu Yi away.

Huo Yan's expression was somewhat grim. He turned his wheelchair with a cold face and was about to leave without a word.

"Mr. Huo."

Holding down his wheelchair with her delicate hands, Ruan Xingchen said softly, "The outsiders have left, but we still have to deal with our own children."

"You still want to hit me?"

Huo Jingxuan's eyebrows jumped, and his unruly eyes were full of disbelief.

Did he give her too much face?

Everyone knows that Young Master Huo has a hot temper and won't give face to anyone when he's angry.

Where does she get the courage?!

"The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother."

Huo Yan lowered his eyes, his thick, long eyelashes concealing all his emotions, and said coldly, "Please do as you please."

He actually turned around and left like that.

Ruan Xingchen looked at his cold and desolate figure, thinking about something.

"Did you stretch your hand out on your own, or did I force you to do it?"

She tilted her head to look at Huo Jingxuan, who had green hair.

Is there a difference?

Huo Jingxuan looked ferocious, as if he was about to turn hostile.

When he is a child, he still needs to be slapped on the palm of his hand?

Sister Chen was watching with fear.

Huo Jingxuan is such a hot-tempered and tough man, who can make him take a beating?

With a sullen face, he took two steps forward, picked up the stick, and hit himself hard several times: "I'll do it myself!"

Ruan Xingchen looked a little surprised.

"not enough?"

The famous Third Young Master Huo grimaced in pain but did not hide his ferocity, and raised his stick to hit again.

"No."

Ruan Xingchen raised her hand to stop him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "What I meant was, three slaps on the palm of your hand will teach you a lesson."

"Three, three times?"

Huo Jingxuan's eyes widened, feeling inexplicably: "Boss Wu, it's more than thirty times."

Wu Yi was beaten really hard.

Oh shit.

He thought to himself, I must have been beaten to death.

He was even jealous that Wu Yi got beaten more often.

"Letting Mr. Wu beat the Second Young Master is to vent my anger on my child. Of course, I have to satisfy you first."

Ruan Xingchen nodded as a matter of course: "We're family, why would you hit us so hard?"

"Strange clothes, unkempt appearance."

She frowned slightly, looking at his messy attire: "You have no respect for your elders, and you don't distinguish between the old and the young. Reflect on yourself."

Huo Jingxuan didn't hold back when he attacked, and his body felt hot.

My heart was burning, mixed with an indescribable feeling, but it was actually not bad.

"Madam." Sister Chen looked at the scene in front of her and felt that there were too many unexpected things today and she had become numb.

It's not surprising that Huo San, this powder keg, lowered his head like a big dog when he was scolded. The second young master of the Wu family is big and strong, and he almost cried when he was taken away.

"The gentleman has ordered the store to deliver the new season's products. Please take your pick. The kitchen is about to prepare dinner. Do you have any instructions?"

"I'm not picky about food. I'll prepare a few dishes that the Third Young Master likes." Ruan Xingchen responded indifferently.

It’s like a parent beating their child, but then out of pity they cook two more delicious dishes for the child.

"Yes."

She went to look at the new clothes and shoes, leaving Huo Jingxuan biting her cheek and licking it, and the tip of his tongue seemed to be touched by a bit of sweetness.

Assistant Wang was reporting the situation to Huo Yan: "Madam didn't care about Young Master Zhong. She went to school and brought back Young Master San and Young Master Wu Er."

Huo Yan rubbed his fingertips, his dark eyes looking at the curtains she had opened, without responding.

The curtains were never drawn, and the room seemed to become darker after she left.

The faint fragrance she left behind grew fainter with time, and darkness, wrapped in loneliness, once again surrounded him unscrupulously.

He closed his eyes and his face turned pale.

Assistant Wang's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously opened the drawer: "Sir, is your leg hurting again? I'll get you some medicine."

"go out!"

Anger surged uncontrollably in Huo Yan's heart. He grabbed the water cup and smashed it to the ground: "Get out!"

The room fell silent again. Feeling the tearing pain in his legs, he leaned back in the wheelchair with a grim expression.

If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, he would have looked like a lifeless corpse.

I don’t know how long I sat in this silence before there was another knock on the door.

Huo Yan didn't react at all. The door was still pushed open. Her voice, always with a smile on her face and in a clear and elegant tone, said, "Mr. Huo, excuse me for disturbing you."

Huo Yan opened his eyes, his eyes filled with blood, and looked at her coldly.

Ruan Xingchen ignored him and walked over to his side and squatted down: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, for sending the clothes, shoes and jewelry. I like them very much."

He is really a good person. Even though he is at the lowest point in his life and has difficulty controlling his emotions, he is still considerate of her in such small details.

In her previous life, even after marrying Zhong Shaoyang for a long time, he never noticed the embarrassment of her not having a decent dress.

Her long, dark hair was like soft and smooth seaweed in the water, flowing behind her with natural curls.

The left side of her hair is tucked behind her ear, revealing her perfect profile and fair and delicate ear.

Half-kneeling in front of him, the curves of her body were revealed with her movements, like a banshee rising from the sea level in the middle of the night, captivating.

Huo Yan looked away, his voice a little hoarse: "Nothing."

Her dignity is also the dignity of the Huo family today.

"I asked Sister Chen to cook Mr. Huo's favorite dishes." She smiled beautifully, "I'll push Mr. Huo downstairs for dinner."

She stood up and was about to move, but he held her down.

The cold palm chilled his heart and lungs, and his brows knitted together. "I'm not going! Don't worry about me, I'm not hungry."

She looks slender and soft, but very stubborn.

"No." Ruan Xingchen smiled and pulled back her hand: "Of course we should sit together as a family when eating. Even if you are not hungry, you can have a bowl of soup."

"Everyone is busy during the day, and we only get together during meals, which is a rare family time. This is my habit, and I hope Mr. Huo can get used to it soon."