Chapter 192
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Huo Jinyan was having tea with an old friend. By the time he picked up the call, Huo Jinyan had already walked out of the private room. "Oh, the locks were changed a while ago. Why are you going home again?"
Again?
Wasn't that his home too?
Huo Xiang frowned suspiciously. He had always been a simple-minded person. Although he found it odd, he did not think too much into it. He merely said, "I'm going to move back home for a while."
Huo Jinyan's mood instantly turned sour. "Don't you have a place to live in? It's so small. How can it fit so many people? "
Huo Xiang held his phone in a daze. Although it was not a huge villa, it was a 400-square-meter duplex. It was not small, right?
"Okay, I'm hanging up. I have work to do. Bye," said Huo Jinyan before he hurriedly hung up the phone without giving his youngest son a chance to speak.
In the past, none of them wanted to stay at home, but now they wanted to move back?
Sorry, but he did not want to do it either.
(∀ ^ ́) ノ
Huo Jinyan snorted before he returned to the private room with a smile on his face.
Huo Xiang stood rooted to the spot for a long time after his father hung up on him.
Why did it seem like his father did not want him to come home?
Huo Xiang scratched his head and lowered his eyes to look at the duffel bag beside him. For the first time, he felt abandoned by his family.
When Huo Yao came home from school and saw her fourth older brother squatting at the door with a pitiful and abandoned look on his face, she almost wondered if she had come to the wrong building.
"Brother Xiang... why aren't you coming in?" asked Huo Yao after she composed herself.
Huo Xiang only raised his head when he heard his little sister's voice. He pushed his cap up and tried to stand up, but he realized his entire body was numb. He held onto the door frame and could not stand up for a long time.
Huo Yao walked over and helped him up. She pinched his stiff muscles. He must have squatted for at least two hours.
"I don't have the key." Huo Xiang replied sheepishly. He accidentally kicked the duffel bag beside him, and his ears instantly turned red.
"Uh... isn't Auntie home?" asked Huo Yao quizzically. Usually, Auntie Xiang would have come over to cook.
Huo Xiang was stunned before he shook his head. "I rang the doorbell, but no one was home."
Huo Yao contemplated for a few seconds before she said, "Maybe Auntie took the day off."
She retrieved the keys from her bag and quickly unlocked the front door. Her eyes landed on the duffel bag by Huo Xiang's feet. She picked it up for him and walked into the house.
Huo Xiang watched as his little sister effortlessly picked up her luggage and left. "…"
He felt that something was wrong.
Huo Xiang followed her in and closed the door empty-handed.
"Brother Xiang, is your room on the first left on the second floor?" asked Huo Yao as she walked upstairs with her luggage.
Huo Xiang looked into his little sister's eyes and instinctively acknowledged her.
Huo Yao made an 'OK' gesture in midair.
Huo Xiang immediately reacted. Just as he was about to say that he could put the luggage away himself, he saw his little sister rushing upstairs with the luggage before he could say anything.
Huo Xiang was dumbfounded. "…"
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