Being bullied is just what I deserve
"Brother-in-law, didn't you say someone would come to pick me up?" The car was moving at a steady speed, and in the quiet carriage, You Ran had endured for half a day before finally speaking up.
He agreed to send someone to pick her up, but he came himself, does he know that this will make her very embarrassed?
Huo Zhenyu's legs were elegantly crossed, with a document placed between his knees. He was intently focused on it, occasionally tilting his head slightly to look at him, only to find that he seemed genuinely busy, even in the car, he was still looking at documents.
"Hmm!" Huo Zhenyi didn't even lift his head, responding faintly.
She waited quietly for half a day, but only got a tone word from Huo Zhenyu, and she couldn't help but purse her small mouth and clench her fists. In fact, she was not unfamiliar with it, because she had also witnessed Huo Zhenyu responding to his sister with such a bland attitude.
His sister is his fiancée, and she didn't even get angry with this attitude. She shouldn't be either, first because she doesn't have the standing, second because she doesn't have the identity. But You Ran was very displeased, she deeply felt that Huo Zhenyu was someone who deserved to be abused, being beaten up by others would make him appreciate the value of words!
Look at Mr. Huo beside him, he seems to be busy and has no mood to care about her. You Ran doesn't try to curry favor with him anymore. She stretches out her hand to scratch the back of Luo Tian who is sitting in the passenger seat, leans over and asks softly: "Luo Tian, why didn't you see Haily?"
Huo Zhenyao was carefully looking at the documents, but he also caught every little interaction between You Ran and Luo Tian in his sight.
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Luo Tianluo turned around, just about to answer You Ran's question, when he suddenly felt a scorching gaze coming from his left side. His hand trembled and he hastily said, "Haily has something on, I won't come over!" Then he quickly leaned towards the driver's side, trying to create as much distance between himself and You Ran as possible.
You Ran asked about Huo Yu Ting's absence, and didn't pay much attention to Luo Tian's reaction. She leaned back against the car seat, her small face looking a bit worried.
She was originally going to stir up trouble with Xiaosan and Huo Zhenyu, but since Xiaosan didn't show up, what's the point of her coming today?
She leaned her small face against the car window, gazing at the roof with moist eyes, feeling particularly wronged...
Huò Zhèn Yáng's mood was quite good, the carriage had a faint scent of fragrance, he didn't know if it was Xiǎo Yōu Rán's shampoo or body wash, the fruity aroma made his heart slightly tremble and ripples rose.
In the same carriage, he really wanted to take her away, hold her tightly in his arms, and relieve his longing. It would be best if he could kiss those two tender red lips that had been haunting his dreams. However, he couldn't. Huo Zhenyu took a deep breath, suppressing the urge within him.
The car finally stopped at an outdoor golf driving range.
He jumped off the car calmly, without saying much, and didn't even ask who Huo Zhenyu had an appointment with. He just followed closely behind Huo Zhenyu and Luo Tian, like a small assistant with no presence.
They came to the rest area by the stadium in a group of three. The person Hou Zhenyu had arranged for was already there, and upon seeing Hou Zhenyu approach, he stood up from his seat with somewhat lazy movements.
"You're late!" The man said bluntly without waiting for Huo Zhenyu to speak.
Huò Zhèn Yáng didn't get angry at the other person's accusations, he simply raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, "Let me introduce you, this is Yōu Rán!"
She tilted her small head, she didn't recognize the man in front of her, but felt that the man looked similar to Huo Zhenyu from his appearance, it would make people subconsciously think whether they were also brothers, because this man looked more like brothers than Huo Zhenhuan and Huo Zhenyu.
"Mo Changtian!" The man's tone was not polite at all, with his hands inserted in his pants pockets, he gazed lazily and introduced himself with a hint of arrogance.