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Chapter 1053

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Zhong Li narrowed his eyes and put down the teacup.

There was a crisp sound.

"Mr. Huo, do you think I'm joking?"

"Aren't you?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows as if he could not understand.

In the face of Zhong Li's aggressiveness, Huo Yunque's aura became calmer. Upon closer inspection, one could see that his expression seemed to be compassionate.

However, in the eyes of others, it was obvious that this was not the feeling.

"Mr. Huo, are you joking? The marriage between our families is beneficial to both of us. Or, can you reconsider? "

"Ah …"

Huo Yunque rubbed the space between his eyebrows and played with the teacup. "Now I understand why the little kid made such an evaluation of you."

Zhong Li looked at the man in front of him quietly.

No matter how peaceful and harmless he appeared, no one would treat him as a tiger that had lost its fangs.

"Mr. Zhong Li, if you need to see a neurologist, I have a very good recommendation here."

Zhong Li's expression became gloomier and gloomier.

"What did you say?"

"Clack …"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound.

Huo Yunque casually threw the teacup back on the table. The teacup overturned and rolled on the table. Coincidentally, it stopped in front of Zhong Li.

"Mr. Zhong Li, you've been praised too highly. Do you think that the Huo family also needs to rely on you to survive?"

He supported himself with his large palm and stood up. He casually patted the non-existent dust on his body.

He looked down at him condescendingly. His voice was still calm.

"The Huo family has never talked about marriage. Whatever you want, you can just take it."

He curled his lips, and his eyes were compassionate. "I don't want to hear this anymore, understand?"

"Huo Qi, send the guest out."

Song Yaoyao was pestering Uncle Zhang for ice cream. She did not expect Huo Yunque to come back so quickly. The little girl who was acting like a child immediately straightened her body and tensed up her little face.

She coughed lightly. "Brother, why are you … back so soon?"

Her eyes darted around and she quickly gave Uncle Zhang a look.

Uncle Zhang could not help but laugh. Miss Song, she was so cute!

Huo Yunque, "Huo Yunque, make her an ice cream."

"Huh?!"

Uncle Zhang smiled and left. Song Yaoyao was still a little to her.

She came back to her senses and took two steps back to avoid Huo Yunque's hand. From top to bottom, from left to right, she looked at him carefully.

She narrowed her eyes and raised her finger. "Speak! Did you do something wrong to me? There's a demon! Something's to! "

"Huo Yunque To Me to To You to to eat Forget to eat to eat. "

He Huo Yunque.

. to Huo was to Huo's a. Huo 'to Li to him to catch.

"Why shouldn't I eat it! You must have done something wrong. If I don't eat it, I'll be at a huge disadvantage! "

Huo Yunque facepalmed. "Little fool."

"What did you say?"

Song Yaoyao didn't hear his muttering clearly. She narrowed her eyes and looked at him sideways, trying to figure something out.

"Come here and I'll tell you."

Huo Yunque hooked his finger at her.

"I'm not — Hey!!"

Before she could reject him, Huo Yunque pulled her onto his lap.

Huo Yunque stroked Song Yaoyao's slender back with his large palm. Song Yaoyao was getting more and more suspicious. She held Huo Yunque's face and looked at him carefully. "Brother … you didn't really … do something wrong to me, did you?!"

Her eyes were filled with shock and she pouted. If Huo Yunque dared to nod his head, she would immediately burst into tears.

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