Chapter 108
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"Okay."
Huo Yunque looked down and patted Song Yaoyao's shoulder, indicating for her to stand still.
He stood there with a calm expression. His powerful aura made it easy for people to overlook his age.
He was too young.
Song Rui sighed in his heart.
He quickly walked up to him with a smile and tried to please him. "Hello, Mr. Huo. I'm Yaoyao's father. Thank you for taking care of her for the past two days. We brought some gifts. We didn't know what you liked and didn't know if they were to your liking. "
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and looked at his outstretched hand. He had no intention of responding.
Uncle Zhang quickly grabbed Song Rui's hand and smiled. "I'm sorry. Mr. Huo is a clean freak. He's not used to interacting with outsiders."
This was true. Huo Ningxi nodded.
However, when he saw Song Yaoyao clinging tightly to his uncle and even holding his sleeve, the corners of his mouth twitched.
He thought to himself, "Nonsense!"
He felt that his uncle was not a clean freak at all. He just didn't want to interact with unworthy people.
Song Rui naturally saw this scene. He didn't show it on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.
If he wasn't used to interacting with outsiders, then what about Song Yaoyao? Was she already considered one of them?
"It's okay." He was ecstatic. He didn't expect his daughter to be so capable. "Where's the gift? Hurry up and bring the gift … "
"No need."
Huo Yunque looked up and walked towards the living room.
He had a gentle temperament and didn't have an aggressive aura. However, he made people feel inexplicably alienated.
"Please …"
Zhou Manli's arrogance disappeared the moment she entered the house.
The Song family was rich enough. However, at a glance, the Huo family was just an ordinary living room. Any painting on the wall was more than enough to buy her family's villa.
Not to mention the antique vases and precious wooden furniture that could be seen everywhere.
She licked her lips, her heart burning.
Mr. Huo was so young, yet he was more powerful and handsome than Huo Ningxi.
If he liked younger girls, he could even choose Song Yaoyao. Her Wanwan was so outstanding, she naturally deserved better …
Song Rui sat down with Zhou Manli, looking rather reserved.
"Mr. Huo, look, this is a 100-year-old ginseng I bought at the auction house some time ago. It's the best tonic for Old Master Huo. And this …"
Uncle Zhang didn't even look at those exquisite gift boxes. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song. Our master doesn't accept gifts."
For the Huo family to reach their current position, there were many people who wanted to overthrow them. Who knew what was in the gift?
Moreover, it was just a hundred-year-old ginseng.
In the Huo family's warehouse, there were even 500-year-old ginseng. The storehouse was almost unable to hold all these gadgets.
Don't you see all the antiques in this room? They were all things that couldn't be stuffed into the storeroom, so they could only be displayed outside.
"Ah? I … I see. I'm sorry. "Song Rui rubbed his hands and smiled at Huo Yunque." Seeing is believing. I didn't expect Mr. Huo to be so young and kind-hearted. Thank you for taking care of Yaoyao these two days. This child is in the rebellious stage. She ran away from home just like that. It took us a long time to find her. "
Kind-Hearted?
Huo Yunque's lips curled into a faint smile. His eyes were playful. He rarely heard this word, so it was interesting to hear it out of the blue.
"You're too kind."
He rubbed the edge of the cup and looked sideways. "Do you want to go back?"
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