SFS Chapter 660 It Was Never Me
Chapter 660 It Was Never Me
"how,"
Huo Suian looked at the other four people on the table, the corners of his mouth curved deeper.
"As soon as I come, everyone won't talk?"
The deep and slow voice was slightly joking.
But no one at the table laughed, not even a little.
say what?
Mother Huo twitched her lips, and said silently in her heart.
It is obviously a hostile relationship with a knife resting on the neck, so there is nothing to say.
Mrs. Huo didn't speak, she paused for a moment while playing with the bodhi seed and then returned to normal.
"The novel is a joke,"
Huo Jingxun noticed this, narrowed his black eyes slightly, looked at Huo Suian and smiled.
"You are in the temple at this time of the year,"
He stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea for Huo Suian, looking at him deeply in his eyes.
"Why did you suddenly come back this year?"
Huo Suian looked at Huo Jingxun, who had an excellent appearance and figure, and his eyes hidden behind the glasses slowly narrowed.
He didn't answer Huo Jingxun's words, but stretched out his hand and picked the floating tea in the cup leisurely.
This posture did not give Huo Jingxun any face at all.
Seeing this, Huo Jingxun's handsome brows frowned instantly, looking at Huo Suian's eyes obviously a little colder.
Are you still playing music?
Huo's mother showed displeasure, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Huo's father's eyes.
The atmosphere in the restaurant became quiet and condensed again.
Fortunately, at this time, the butler walked down with all the servants carrying the meals.
Rich meals filled the entire table, and the steaming heat made everyone's faces blurred and distorted.
"Let's eat,"
Huo Suian picked up the chopsticks first, and looked at the calm and indifferent voices of several people.
The butler's eyebrows twitched.
Those who don't know the situation will definitely think that this is the owner of the Huo family's old house.
Huo's father and Huo's mother did not speak, but their faces were not good-looking.
"I haven't been back to the old house for a long time, I thought you would be unfamiliar with us,"
The old lady Huo pursed her lips and said slowly, her originally kind face looked even more kind, but the sharpness in her eyes seemed a bit contrary.
"Now that I see you so invisible, I feel relieved, let's all have dinner."
A foreign word says it all.
"That's what the old lady said,"
Mother Huo smiled and agreed.
Huo Suian raised his eyes and glanced at Mother Huo lightly, and then at Mrs. Huo, an unpredictable smile appeared on his pale, almost transparent, handsome face.
"It's never me who sees outsiders."
He took the lead in eating before he finished speaking, his movements were graceful and calm.
The faces of the remaining four turned cold again.
But this is the end of the matter, and we can't just walk away.
At the dining table, there was silence except for Huo Jingxun's compliments on the chef's cooking skills from time to time.
Ever since Huo Suian appeared, everything seemed to be under his control, and this feeling of being suppressed made him very uncomfortable.
Huo Jingxun's eyes were full of gloomy eyes, and he said slowly while shaking his red wine glass.
"Since my uncle is back, there is something I can just ask for advice."
Huo Suian raised his eyes.
"Appreciate further details."
"There are a lot of flies around me, my uncle thinks,"
Huo Jingxun put down the red wine glass in his hand and let the liquid in it sway freely.
"Who would have done it?"
These words, of course, came to hit Huo Suian.
Huo Suian wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief with a natural expression, leaned back on the wheelchair and looked at Huo Jingxun with a faint smile.
"Half of the Huo family is in your hands, how come you can't even find out where a few flies come from?"