Chapter 1034
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This was a man who made it easy for people to overlook his age. Even Elder Hou sometimes forgot that Huo Yunque was also a child he had watched grow up.
"Cough, Yunque, why did you call me here this time?"
Hearing this, the man slowly moved.
His eyelashes, which were as black as crow feathers, slowly lifted. His eyes were like cold jade, without any human emotions mixed in them.
"Elder Hou, you don't know?"
His thin lips curled up, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Elder Hou pursed his lips and said helplessly, "If you have something to say, just say it. How can an old man like me guess what's on your mind?"
If it were any other young man, in his eyes, that little bit of thinking would not be enough.
However, Huo Yunque just sat there quietly. He looked gentle and refined, but no one could tell what was on his mind.
"I remember that Yaoyao once asked you to set up a charity foundation?"
"Yes — What's wrong? Is it about Yaoyao? "
Elder Hou was stunned. He suddenly reacted and quickly looked at Huo Yunque.
Seeing that he raised his eyebrows slightly and did not refute, he suddenly understood.
The only thing that could make Huo Yunque so abnormal was his weakness — Song Yaoyao.
"Elder Hou, why don't you take a look at this."
He knocked on the table and pushed a leather bag in front of Elder Hou.
"Let me see."
Elder Hou opened the leather bag, and some documents with a few photos slid out. The first thing Elder Hou saw were the photos. The quality of the photos was clear.
His expression gradually became serious until his eyes were covered with a layer of ice.
"This is too much!"
With a bang, Elder Hou slammed the table and stood up suddenly.
"This is obviously funded by Yaoyao. What does it have to do with her cheap sister? Artists like this who have such bad morals should be completely banned!! It's understandable that an artist pursues fame and fortune, but no credit can be impersonated! This is simply, simply audacious! "
His expression was tense, and his aura was majestic.
Huo Yunque chuckled mysteriously. "Elder Hou should be able to give me a satisfactory answer, right? You know that I have a bad temper. If you want me to take action … "
Elder Hou naturally knew.
Everyone was afraid that this kid would get angry. Once he went crazy, he would definitely not stop until he had vented his anger.
At that time, if he were to vent his anger, there would be many people who would suffer.
"Yes, yes. This matter was due to my negligence. Don't worry, Yunque. I …"
"Big brother ~ ~"
A soft and coquettish voice suddenly sounded, interrupting their conversation.
Huo Yunque pinched the space between his eyebrows and looked up.
A small head popped out from the door. The other party seemed to have realized that he had made a mistake. He touched his nose embarrassedly and asked weakly, "Did I … disturb you? I'm sorry … "
"Come here."
Huo Yunque waved at her.
Song Yaoyao walked into the study and greeted Old Hou.
"Elder Hou, when did you arrive?"
"Ah, it's been a while."
Elder Hou smiled and quietly put the photos and documents into a leather bag.
"Then I won't disturb you. I'll leave first." Elder Hou shook the leather bag. "And this, Yunque. I'm taking it away."
Huo Yunque nodded slightly and his gaze stopped on Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao was pulled onto Huo Yunque's lap. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and looked in the direction that Elder Hou had left. She asked strangely, "Big brother, why is Elder Hou here? Why do I feel that the way he looks at me is a bit strange? "
"Really?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse as he hugged her.
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