So what if she's a fake heiress? She's being pampered by a powerful figure in Beijing'

The musician, dressed in a thin gauze dress and with skin as smooth as jade, stood helplessly in front of Huo Shen.

Huo Shen, sitting in the chair, covered Xie Junfei's eyes with one hand and questioned her sharply:

"Who sent you?"

The musician was clearly stunned by Huo Shen's icy demeanor.

She was confident in her beautiful appearance and refined demeanor, believing that every man outside was at her feet.

Why is it that when I'm in front of Young Master Huo, he looks at me like I'm a block of wood?

She had never suffered such injustice before.

But when he thought of the Huo family's immense power and Huo Shen's handsome appearance, which was completely different from other powerful figures, he couldn't help but think of it.

She gritted her teeth, forced a sorrowful and plaintive expression, and gently knelt at Huo Shen's feet.

She tilted her head slightly, her long, black hair draped over her soft, white neck, making her look delicate and beautiful.

It certainly looks like it can arouse a man's desire for control.

Her soft hands touched Huo Shen's knees, which were covered by trousers:

"No one ordered me to do this."

"It was my own admiration for Young Master Huo that led me to take the initiative to come to him."

As he spoke, the musician turned to look at Xie Junfei in Huo Shen's arms:

"Besides, the woman next to you is neither as talented nor as attractive as me, and she even throws tantrums at you!"

Why don't you look up at me?

After listening to her rambling nonsense, Huo Shen's patience finally ran out.

But he couldn't lash out because Xie Junfei was around, and he was afraid of scaring the little girl, so he could only suppress his anger.

He was about to turn around and ask the manager to ask someone to leave.

Then Xie Junfei, sitting next to him, yanked the hand away from her eyes, his almond-shaped eyes wide with anger:

"You're seducing Huo Shen, so be it! Why are you dragging me down with you?!"

"So what if you can play the piano with a pair of chicken feet? You weren't even born when I was a force to be reckoned with in the business world!"

"Compare me? Are you trying to scam me by going to the moon?"

The musician, seeing that this calligraphic girl dared to contradict him, was instantly enraged and embarrassed:

"Don't think I don't know who you are!"

"The fake heiress of the Qin family, who has been usurping the family's place for eighteen years, still dares to aspire to marry Young Master Huo? You're not worthy!"

"Stop pretending to be so innocent in front of me. Everyone in Beijing's social circles knows you've been played around with since you were a kid!"

She was shoved away violently as soon as she finished speaking!

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already fallen to the ground, her thin veil hanging down, leaving her barely clothed.

Huo Shen pulled the little girl to her feet, looking down at her with a gaze as if she were already dead.

“I never lay a hand on a woman, but this time is an exception.”

"You shouldn't have spoken so rudely to my people."

"I was originally thinking of letting you off the hook, but now there's no need for that at all."

After speaking, he turned to look at the manager who had rushed over:

"Send her down and find out who sent her."

"If you can't get anything out of her in ten minutes, break her fingers one by one."

A dozen minutes later, the manager strode forward, still carrying a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood.

He lowered his head and reported to Huo Shen:

"After cutting off four of the woman's fingers, she confessed."

"It's the Mu family from the capital, a nouveau riche family that only started out last year."

"She is the third young lady of the Mu family. She came to find you specifically on the orders of that person from the Huo family."

"It was our dereliction of duty to let her in this time, please punish us."

After speaking, the manager lowered his head, awaiting Huo Shen's judgment.

Huo Shen's face was grim:

"Go to the disciplinary hall and receive five lashes."

The manager immediately nodded in agreement.

After the manager left the private room, Huo Shen noticed Xie Junfei sitting next to him, propping his chin up and looking at him with a curious expression.

He ruffled the little girl's hair and softened his voice:

"What? Did I scare you?"

Xie Junfei shook his head excitedly:

"Not at all."

"I've never seen Uncle Huo angry before, he's so handsome."

Those who can climb to high positions are not innocent or naive.

Even Xie Junfei, when he was in power in the Qin family, was ruthless in dealing with people.

Huo Shen used to treat her with gentle words and tenderness, always appearing as a kind and dignified "good uncle".

His angry demeanor just now probably best reflects his usual attitude towards people.

Thinking about it this way, I realize that I am still the most special person in his heart.

Upon thinking of this, Xie Junfei's eyes immediately curved into a smile, like a sweet bun that had been punctured.

Huo Shen glanced at the clock on the wall; it was getting late.

He helped the little girl to her feet and saw her out of Lishui Tower.

Before leaving, the waiter presented Xie Junfei with a beautifully packaged box of pastries. When Xie Junfei opened it, the pastries inside were exactly the same as the ones she had eaten on the shore.

It simply filtered out the categories she didn't like.

Huo Shen gently pinched his little girl's cheek and said softly:

"It's getting late, let's go home soon."

"If you get hungry at night, have some snacks to tide you over. No staying up late playing on your phone."

Xie Junfei nodded:

"Okay, okay, Uncle Huo, let's go."

After saying that, Xie Junfei skillfully climbed into the Huo family's luxury car, rolled down the window, and waved goodbye to him.

After watching the luxury car drive away, Huo Shen heard a lazy male voice behind him:

"I didn't expect you to cherish this little girl so much."

"What, Young Master Huo, have you changed your taste and started to like the 'raising-a-child' type?"