As soon as the words came out, the whole room was silent.

There are a series of exclamation points in Joan's mind. If you hear correctly, Mu Yuqing is Huo Chengzhou's sister-in-law, but she was once his fiancee!

Is the life of a rich family so chaotic?

"Uncle, I respect you as an elder. How can you mention this on such an occasion today!" The first reaction was Huo Chengyun. The glass in her hand snapped on the table with a crisp sound.

Huo Qinghai's face changed. Just as he wanted to speak, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Huo Qingshan's cold sight and closed his mouth.

The scene was still embarrassing for a moment.

Or Yeqiao fumbled and took the glass from Huo Chengzhou's hand: "ah Cheng, I don't care. I'll have a drink with my sister-in-law."

After that, she lifted her glass slightly, nodded and drank all the red wine.

Mu Yuqing followed and drank the tea in the cup.

Drooping her eyes, her eyes fell on Huo Chengzhou, but she found that he had only Joan in his eyes. She was putting the glass in her hand on the table and gently helped her to sit down.

Suddenly, Mu Yuqing turned away and returned to her seat.

A little episode passed. The next dinner, Huo Chengzhou still took good care of Joan. In the eyes of everyone, they got along like a little couple in love.

After dinner, everyone left one after another. Joan maintained good manners and politeness, greeting and seeing off the people who said goodbye one by one.

Everyone said that they would get together again next time. Joan answered, but her heart was a little complicated.

Until everyone left, Huo Chengzhou took Joan back to the room. They were going to live in the mansion today. Huo Chengzhou had said on the way here that Joan was still mentally prepared.

But when the door of the room closed and a strange smell came to her face, Joan was still a little nervous. Her hand touched the big bed at will: "... Is this a double bed?"

Huo Chengzhou took the medicine box out of the small study. He just saw the uneasy mood between her eyebrows and eyes. The corners of her lips quietly hooked up. He said, "yes, a standard double bed."

What the man said was not the answer she wanted to hear. Joanne said silently, "then you sleep in the bed and I sleep on the sofa."

Huo Chengzhou's eyes flitted over the sofa at the head of the bed and gently tutted: "there is no sofa in this room."

Joan's pupils dilated slightly, and surprise came from the bottom of her eyes: "that... Ah!"

Huo Chengzhou suddenly raised her feet, which made Joan scream, and then wanted to hide: "what are you doing..."

"Change your dressing." Huo Chengzhou pinched her ankle and took off her shoes neatly. Blood was already on the white gauze on the soles of her feet.

His eyebrows slightly twisted. Huo Chengzhou's eyes flashed a touch of heartache. His tone was not light or heavy: "you have to insist on walking in a wheelchair. This time, the wound is bleeding again."

Joan was in a state of mental tension throughout the family banquet. She didn't notice the problem about her feet. At present, when she relaxed, she noticed a trace of heart piercing pain.

"Hiss!" She took a breath and said, "it hurts."

"Nonsense!" Huo Chengzhou carefully helped her clean the bloody gauze while putting her feet on her legs.

It really hurt. Joan's toes and fingers curled up: "don't do it... It hurts too much..."

Joanne wants her feet back.

Huo Chengzhou pinched her ankle with his cool fingertips: "want to be lame like me?"