Chapter 104

Song Ru is also worried, she is not trying to be a demon, not to mention she is worried that Grandpa Huo is too old to withstand the tossing and turning, holding Huo Mu Shen's arm, gently shaking her head, "Forget it, I didn't suffer any losses either. What's more, Ye Mei is already dead in the water, she won't come back."

I don't know why, but she is certain.

Huo Muchen sees that the little girl is clearly aggrieved to death and is still thinking about him.

There are a few moments of heartache.

"Don't cry, Old Six will laugh at you." Huo Mou Shen diverts some of her attention.

Song Zhe's snot bubbles spewed out and she turned her head to look at Lu Ziyan.

"You'll laugh at me?"

Lu Zi Yan rides a tiger, he smiles awkwardly, "Third sister-in-law, you have a pinch mark on your neck, and it's also broken the skin, I'll go get the medicine box for it."

Song Zhi didn't say anything when she saw his escape-like figure.

She wriggles her neck and huffs in pain.

Huo Mou Shen smiles, a pair of eyes dark and deep, provocative: "Don't move around, be careful that it's you who'll be in pain again in a while."

"I didn't play well this time, next time Ye Mei bullies me again, I promise to beat her to death!" Song Zhi out of this breath, gasping for air also evened out.

"Heh ...... won't, there's no chance." Huo Mu Shen's teasing voice was in her ear.

Song Zhi suddenly tensed her body.

After hesitating again and again for a long time, she took a deep breath and raised her head to speak out the concerns in her heart, "Mu Shen ...... I have one thing I want to say to you."

"En, you say."

Song Zhi stared at him and lied again.

"I saw Ye Mei and Huo ...... your father together last time, I suspect that Ye Mei's heart is not in you, I'm afraid ......"

"You're worried about Ye Mei interfering in the Huo family marriage, right?" Huo Mo Shen snatched her words.

Song Ru nodded her head.

She wasn't sure about this life, but in her last life, Ye Mei had accompanied Huo Xishen and managed to rise to the top.

Jing Lianxi was her mother-in-law and her mother's best friend back then, so Song Ru couldn't possibly not care.

Huo Mushen's cold eyes were deep, unable to see what he was thinking.

Song Zhi carefully looks up, "Huo Mou Shen, I know I don't have much evidence for what I'm saying right now, but Ye Mei was your dad's personal secretary, she must have had a lot of other close contacts, you can go check."

Huo Moushen's cold face gloomed down, his eyes lowered to see the purple and blue scar on her neck, and he delicately stroked the wound.

Purple and green pinch marks fall on her white neck, and several of them are crescent moon marks with fingernails deep in the flesh, and rubbed with blood.

However, in a few seconds, his eyes were covered in gloom, and ruthlessness returned to his face once again, coldly saying, "I believe you."

Song Ru's pupils shrink and move, she knows it's too early to say, but Ye Mei has to take precautions early.

Huo Mou Shen restrained surging out of the yin and weird, lowered his head to see Song Ru revealing alert, and full of seriousness, slowly closed his eyes, and opened again, again a piece of calm and solemn: "I will deal with it, Xiao Ru don't worry too much."

Xiao Ru is too simple.

He didn't want to bring Song Zhuo into the Huo family whirlpool.

In just a few minutes, Lu Ziyan brings back the medicine box.

Huo Mou Shen takes out iodine and cotton swabs and tells Song Zhi to look up.

Song Zhi then obediently looks up to see the man approaching her lips, his brows and eyes earnestly applying medicine to her, exuding a unique charm.

Still sour in her heart, she suddenly opened her mouth, "Huo Mushen, have you ever liked another woman before?"

The words are blunt, but Song Zhi still wants to hear them.

Huo Mou Shen's action of applying medicine suddenly intensified, pressing down and hurting Song Zhi's wound.

"Be gentle, I'm hurting~"

"It hurts, and you're still talking to provoke me?"

He pressed down even harder.

"Ah! Is it better?"

"No."

"Then hurry up, I can't help it ......"

"Don't discuss fast or not with men at times like this." Huo Mou Shen licked his tongue.

He waited, his eyes as sharp as a wilderness mangabeast.

"What?"

"Nothing." Huo Moushen throws the cotton swab into the trash can and suddenly hugs Song Zhi with force, taking a few deep breaths before biting her earlobe, "Is it fast or not, you can try?"

"......"

Song Zhi was hugged until her arms hurt before she reacted violently to what was going on, and a blush crept up on her face.

Shameless.

Shameless.

The wound on her neck is cool and moist, and Song Zhi doesn't hurt anymore.

Huo Mou Shen let go of her, seeing her acting like an ostrich, his thin lips slowly hooked into a curve, stretching out his fingers to stroke her messy hair behind her ear, his fingertips gently caressing the reddened earlobes, his voice dull and hoarse: "No."

"......"

Song Zhu was again bewildered.

She looked at him peacefully.

His dark eyes stared deeply at her, entangling her hair, "There's never been just you."

Suddenly, Song Zhi thought of something, the corners of her lips curved up in a small arc of triumph, and the crystalline aura in her eyes was going to be brighter than the sun.

The room was quiet.

Time passed minute by minute.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward, Song Zhi put down a stone in the bottom of her heart, and thought about changing the topic, "Huo Mou Shen, I saw that your last competition LOGO has been awarded, have you sent the prize?"

"Sent."

Huo Moushen dropped two words.

Song Zhe sank his eyes and tried again, "Really sent it?"

"Are you so concerned about other people's business?"

"Neither." Song Zhi laughed awkwardly, she did not tell Huo Muk Shen that she was the anonymous person, and inwardly, she was a little bit snickering, "It's just that I'm worried that if you don't give people their bonuses, they'll complain about you."

"M & R funds are invested, external funds turnover, and ...... I thought that half a million dollars in bonuses as a family member, I can save a sum." Huo Mou Shen hummed rightfully.

Song Zhi wrinkled his eyebrows.

Completely unresponsive back, she was instructed by him, "The wound on your neck can't get wet, did you tear the wound on your leg?"

When Song Zhi heard this, he shook his head decisively.

"No ...... no injuries, I'm fine."

After settling this matter, Lu Ziyan walked in, his tone a bit teasing, "Third brother, Huo's side came to the phone and wants to talk to you."

Huo Mou Shen paused, rubbed Song Zhi's head, got up and answered the phone, walking towards the balcony before answering, "Hello~"

"Huo Mou Shen, Song Zhi beat up Ye Mei?" Huo Xishen accuses in a neutral tone.

"......"

Huo Xishen didn't hear into the conversation, extremely annoyed pointed out, "Ye Mei is Huo's secretary, I gave you to help out at your side, Song Zhi will only mess with you at your side, what else can he do?"

Listening to Huo Xishen's tone, Huo Mushen faintly says, "Since the Huo family doesn't like Xiao Ru, then I'll represent Xiao Ru to take back the percentage she brought to the Huo family as well as the dowry."

Huo Xishen is stunned and a bit angry, "Huo Mushan, do you want to go against the entire Huo family for Song Zu!"

"It's not impossible."

Huo Xishen is almost so angry that he spits out blood.

Still really not giving any face at all.

"Mu Shen, I've always nurtured you as the family heir, grandpa also has major expectations for you, and in the end the biggest hope to take over the family business is also you." Huo Xishen doesn't want to drag his son's leg just because of Song Zhi.

"......"

No response.

Huo Xishen feels like he's speaking in monologue, it's not easy for him to raise a son.

"So I won't allow your future to be held back because of Song Ru." Huo Xishen gave an ultimatum, but was worried about his son's backbone, and deliberately moderated his tone, "I can temporarily accept Song Ru but you absolutely can't let her cause trouble again, and there's also the matter of you on the internet ...... How do you want to explain it?"

Huo Mou Shen thought of the scandal, white shirt on the neatly arranged black buttons in the sunshine exudes obsidian luster, full of hostility, a pair of bottom of the eyes without temperature, even the voice is piercing cold.