Chapter 132 Little vixen!
Chapter 132 Little vixen!
Huo Yan didn't say anything. He didn't like this person and hated him especially.
"Do you have ears?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face darkened.
Huo Yan turned to look at him and said:
"Headache."
Zhuang Zhoucheng choked and said, "Well, she is sick."
Zhuang Zhoucheng had very little free time, and it was not easy for him to find time to come back at noon. When he left in the afternoon, Huo Yan had fallen asleep curled up on the sofa. He covered her with a blanket but did not wake her up.
When Zhuang Zhoucheng came back in the afternoon, he found the man gone. He walked up and down the stairs and called out a few times:
"Huo Yan, Huo Yan?"
"Master?"
Sure enough, he answered from outside and ran in quickly. It was not even time to get off work yet, so why did he come back?
"What about people?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng asked with a cold face.
Sure enough, I looked around and found that he was not in the house?
No way, she saw it a while ago.
…Well, she didn’t come over to be the “babysitter” this afternoon.
"Where is the person? Is he mute?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again angrily.
Sure enough, she was stunned. After knowing each other for so many years, she had never seen Zhuang Zhoucheng get angry.
His face was cold, but it was rare for him to be so obviously angry.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Guoran coldly and strode out.
Lu Zeng happened to be behind and almost bumped into Zhuang Zhoucheng when he came in, but he quickly dodged:
"Master?"
I asked the boss to go out first. I looked at Guo Ran inside, feeling quite puzzled, and then looked at Mr. Zhou getting into the car.
"what happened?"
Lu Zeng asked, peeking inside:
"What about the girl?"
As expected, he came out with a gloomy face. How could he be in a good mood after being yelled at?
He said coldly:
"Did that woman cast a spell on the Third Master? You little vixen!"
Lu Zeng looked at Guo Ran with a lecherous look, laughed out loud, and said:
"Surprising, right? We were all quite surprised."
After Lu Zeng finished speaking, he quickly followed, got into another car, and followed the gentleman in front.
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Huo Yan went to the funeral home and knelt alone in the mourning hall.
He was still kneeling straight, with a very cold expression on his face.
Perhaps, she will no longer find society lovable from now on.
Because she has to learn to grow up, because she will be the only one to struggle in this world from now on, and because she will face everything alone.
This is so cruel for a teenager who has no idea what life is like.
Zhuang Zhoucheng drove directly to the funeral home. Apart from this place, she would not go anywhere else for the time being. It was not that Zhuang Zhoucheng understood Huo Yan, but that woman's mind was too simple.
"How long has she been kneeling?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked.
The manager quickly responded, "She's been kneeling since she came here this afternoon. She doesn't even want a cushion..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything else, but walked in directly, stood behind Huo Yan, and said:
"How long will you kneel?"
If she wanted to kneel all night like she did the day before yesterday, he would also help her. If she thought this was a way to express filial piety, then she could kneel if she had the ability.
Huo Yansuqing's face was expressionless, and after a long while he spoke softly:
"I want to go home."
Zhuang Zhoucheng lowered his eyes and looked at the stubborn girl in front of him. He was silent for a long time and said:
"it is good."
As Zhuang Zhoucheng turned around, Huo Yan suddenly rushed towards him, knelt in front of him and hugged his legs.
She raised her head, staring straight at him with bloodshot eyes, and asked in a trembling voice:
"You'll help me, won't you?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Her hands were tightly gripping his trouser legs, her face was pale and almost deathly gray, and her bloodshot eyes were unbearable to look at, with a look of begging and humble temptation.
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