Chapter 925

No one would regret a piece of cake for such a grand birthday party.

Overhead lights lit up, laughter filled the hall again.

Huo Baiyuan pressed his temple and looked at the cake in the corner.

Did he just hallucinate?

But who is the woman who is walking towards him with the cake?

Song Lishu ate most of the cake by herself. She didn't stop until she felt sick. No one had touched the cake on the opposite side.

She put the cake back in the box and put it in the refrigerator.

After Huo Baiyuan's birthday party, the Huo family regained its former tranquility.

A few days later, a servant knocked on the door of song Lishu's room. The servant's face seemed to be a little angry. Indignant, he said to song Lishu, "the young master asked you to move back to the main house."

Song Lishu's eyes brightened for a moment.

Huo Baiyuan asked her to move back?

Why?

Looking at the stunned song Lishu, the servant impatiently urged: "hurry up, don't delay."

Song Lishu suddenly stood up from the bedside.

She moved to the villa alone, and back to the Huo family's home alone, with rooms arranged in the deepest part of the corridor, even close to the storeroom.

Along the way, the servants stopped their work and made no secret of pointing at Song Lishu.

"Why is she back?"

"It's said that it's the order of the young master."

"What is the young master thinking?"

"It's really bad luck. I feel sick when I see her. I don't want to wait on her. Who likes to go who goes!"

Song Lishu walked back to her room step by step, as if she could still hear those sounds reverberating in her ears. She sat beside the bed, and suddenly felt that it was no different to move here from there. It was better to stay alone in the villa there.

For dinner, song Lishu went downstairs at the usual time. The hall was empty and the food was already on the table.

Song Lishu walked by. After a while, she heard footsteps. She turned her head and saw Huo Baiyuan's figure coming in from the door.

Song Lishu pinched the chopsticks in an instant, even his eyes didn't know how to put them.

Huo Baiyuan finds song Lishu sitting at the dining table. He pauses a little.

At this time, a servant suddenly appeared, respectfully asked: "young master, you are back, now prepare dinner for you?"

Huo Baiyuan coldly glanced at Song Lishu and replied indifferently: "not for the time being."

Then step forward to the second floor.

Looking back at Song Lishu, the servant seemed to understand why Huo Baiyuan didn't need to prepare dinner for the time being.

Song Lishu didn't have much appetite. He soon put down his chopsticks and went back to his room.

The next morning, song Lishu was woken up by the noise downstairs. She got out of bed, opened the door and came out. Holding the railing, she was surprised to see Huo Baiyuan sitting on the sofa in the downstairs hall. He was dressed in a straight suit with a good posture. Today, he was very well dressed.

Opposite him, there are also several cameras. A woman in a professional suit is sitting next to him, with her mobile phone holding the microphone.

It looks like an interview.

The woman asked with a smile, "young master Huo, how does it feel to be newly married?"

Huo Baiyuan's expressionless reply: "very good."

The woman then asked, "are the grandmothers here, too? Can we interview her as well? "

Huo Baiyuan pointed to upstairs casually: "she has a headache this morning. I'll let her have a rest, so I don't need to interview."