Chapter 20

Joanne deflected her head and seriously stressed, "I'm not ugly."

Even she didn't know why she discussed ugliness with a man who had only met twice.

But the fact is that she still has a little confidence in her appearance. It's not a country or a city. At least she belongs to the good-looking type with correct facial features.

So she didn't even think about it when she said this to a man.

Huo Chengzhou was stunned for a moment, adding a touch of confusion to a clear and meaningful face. He listened to Huo Feng in the driver's seat sniffing.

Joanne blushed. "Well... I shouldn't be too ugly. I'm telling the truth."

Huo Feng answered, "Miss Qiao, you are really not ugly."

What else could Huo Chengzhou say? His expressionless face added a touch of interest. He lowered his eyes and smiled. His voice was almost inaudible, but it also showed that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Huo Feng breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt very happy.

Even if it was late autumn with fallen leaves, he felt as if spring had come.

To be exact, it's brother Cheng's spring.

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Huo family mansion.

Huo Qingshan, 60, is hale and hearty. The traces of years fall on his face. In addition to wrinkles, he has a touch of wisdom and depth precipitated over the years.

At this time, the sun is just right. Huo Qingshan is waiting on his flowers and plants in the glass greenhouse.

He wore an ordinary white jacket with a pair of grey trousers on his lower body and a pair of black cloth shoes. It was clearly the most popular dress, but his high position made the whole person's aura inexplicably oppressive.

The housekeeper uncle Huo pushed the door in: "Sir, the second young master came back with the young lady."

"Take it to the living room." Huo Qingshan gave an order and took a step back to check the Brome potted plants being pruned.

"Yes." Uncle Huo answered, but stood still.

Huo Qingshan received the scissors and asked, "what's the matter?"

"The second young master brought back Joan, the eldest miss of the Qiao family." Uncle Huo handed the towel to Huo Qingshan: "I'm blind."

Huo Qingshan didn't change his face and couldn't distinguish between joy and anger. He just said, "well, I just want to find him a partner and let him concentrate on his career. It doesn't matter who he is."

"Yes." Huo Shuying said, "do you want to check Joan's background?"

"Should check or check." Huo Qingshan said, "those who enter the Huo family have a clean foundation."

"OK." Huo Shuying, respectfully put up the towel, and then Huo Qingshan stepped back.

Qiao'an followed Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair with a persistent guide stick and walked all the way through layers of houses to the main house.

She could feel that the place she was in was thick and thick. It should be an ancient quadrangle.

Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair was very slow, and Huo Feng followed behind them, paying attention to the ground and reminding the two in front of him.

All the way to the main house, a servant respectfully greeted Huo Chengzhou: "second young master."

Huo Chengzhou nodded: "yes."

Soon uncle Huo appeared in the main room and arranged tea and fruit snacks.

Joan was sitting on the side of the sofa next to Huo Chengzhou, and she was always a little nervous.

Huo Chengzhou naturally saw from her stiff sitting posture and naturally raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I'm here. What are you afraid of?"

This was not the first time Huo Chengzhou rubbed her head, but this time it brought Joan a particularly clear touch and an electric shock that seemed to spread rapidly from the top of her head.