Chapter 1711

Listen, what's that!

Ling Zihuan is more and more unhappy. Don't open your face and mutter, "I don't need your understanding. If you have time, you might as well take good care of your sick son!"

"Ling Zihuan, what are you talking about?"

The little girl's careless loss makes Huo Zhuyan angry.

Ling Zihuan was shocked by her low voice.

She turned her eyes to Huo Zhuyan's angry cheek, flashed her eyes, a little guilty: "I, I don't talk nonsense. Your son is ill. You really should take good care of him. "

Huo Zhuyan's fingertips curled up tightly, glared at Ling Zihuan angrily, and asked, "who told you?"

Before Ling Zihuan answered, Huo Yun took Huo Zhuyan's arm and comforted her carefully. "Aunt, don't be angry. Huanhuan didn't mean that. I told her. I..."

Before the words came down, Huo Zhuyan threw away Huo Yun and slapped her cheek with his backhand. "Huo Yun, who let you arrange Xiaokui's illness? That's how you curse your brother? "

At this time, because Huo Zhuyan suddenly hit people, the noise also instantly attracted the attention of other diners in the western restaurant.

Ling Zihuan was stunned for a second. Then she slapped the table, pushed Mu Yi away and went to Huo Yun, holding her shoulder and tugging at her, "what are you doing beating yunyun?"

Huo Yun was confused and didn't respond for a long time.

She covered her face and looked at Huo Zhuyan in disbelief. The ferocious woman in front of her made her very strange.

"Aunt..."

Huo Zhuyan gritted her teeth and stared at Huo Yun, "don't call me aunt! Tomorrow, you go back to Parma. I don't want to see you again. "

Huo Yun has never been beaten, and she has never been pointed at by her family in public.

She blushed wrongly and explained, "I didn't curse Xiaokui, I just..."

"Shut up! Don't mention Xiaokui's name again, you don't deserve to be his sister

Huo Zhuyan's inverse scale is Huo Kui!

This sudden change has already made many people in the restaurant vie with each other.

Ling Zihuan pulls huoyun to her side, caressing her back and regretting.

It's her tongue that makes yunyun beat.

But Huo Zhuyan's treatment of Huo Kui is too much of a fuss.

Being sick is normal for people. Besides, she just asked her to take care of her son and didn't say anything.

Ling Zihuan hugs Huo Yun and apologizes in a low voice in her ear.

Huo Yun wiped canthus of the eye with the back of the hand, smile bitterly to the little girl, signal her not to worry.

Just at this time, the lobby manager came.

Their elegant and high-grade western restaurant has always been unable to accept the scandals caused by diners.

The lobby manager came up quickly, but suddenly someone pressed his shoulder behind him.

He looked back, saw each other, there is a moment of bleary, "section old?"

The man, who is called Duan Lao, nodded slightly, and then nunuzui said to Ling Zihuan, "the matter over there, sir, will deal with it. Go and appease other diners."

"This..."

Duan Lao's face color coagulated, and his eyes were not happy: "go now!"

The lobby manager was stung by his eyes for a while, then nodded and said, "OK, please, sir!"

Then he turned to the other side of the restaurant.

At that time, Mr. Duan looked at the front, leaned slightly, and whispered to the man in the wheelchair, "Sir, it seems... Miss Ling and her friends seem to have been wronged!"