Chapter 187

After Huo Zhenyuan gave the company to Huo Ting five years ago, he lived a semi reclusive life.

Unless it's a birthday every year, he usually meets people.

They came to the door of an antique room. Before they went in, they could smell the smell of sandalwood. The whole person felt relaxed.

Dongdong frowned and said, "it's like the smell of a small fire."

Huo Ting's mouth corners twitch, squint at him and say, "shut up!"

"really, as like as two peas, I think these two tastes alike." Winter and winter are not afraid to die.

“……” Huo Ting took a deep look at him. He thought it would be a bit too humiliating to beat the bottom of the paper here. He took a deep breath and endured it first.

“……” Su Mian was speechless for a while. She wanted to say that it was very fragrant. When Dong Dong said that, her expression was also weird.

"What are you doing standing at the door?" There was a mid air shout.

Huo Ting's expression was cold, and he gave Dongdong a fierce look. Dongdong's tail was withered. He took a poor step back and shrank behind Su Mian.

Su Mian sips the corners of her mouth and wants to take a step back, but she is stopped by Huo Ting before the end of her action.

"Uncle..." She looked up at him.

Huo Ting didn't say anything, just opened the door and went in.

Su Mianmian quickly paid attention to the front, and saw a very serious old man sitting in the center. He looked at the age of about 70 years old, his hair was all gray, his expression was serious, and he was wearing a simple Tang suit. Even if he didn't speak now, his aura was a little scary.

Behind him stood a woman in her early forties, her hair pulled up, her forehead shining, her cheongsam on, looking at them with a friendly smile.

"Are you not going to come in if I don't speak?" Huo Zhenyuan's voice is cold.

Su Mianmian felt a little frozen, especially when his sharp eyes came to her, she was a little wilted.

QAQ……

It's a little understandable why Dongdong doesn't want to see Grandpa. It's really frightening

However, Huo Ting is not afraid of his cold air attack, he said lightly, "no, we will come in if you don't speak."

It's just that what he said is more irritating than what he didn't say.

Huo Zhenyuan frowned, as if he wanted to get angry, and the woman behind him reached out to touch his shoulder, said softly.

"Master, don't be angry. It's hard for them to come back. It's so nice for us to have a happy meal."

Huo Zhenyuan seems to be comforted. He looks at huoting and says, "wait until you have dinner. Your mother asked the chef to come back from Xiangjiang..."

Su Mian is shocked to see the woman.

This aunt seems to be in her forties at most, but is she the uncle's mother? Then How young is it to have children?

"My mother died a long time ago." Huo Ting said lightly, "old man, I'm not interested in interfering in your private affairs. I'll give up eating or whatever. I'll come back to see you when I'm free. By the way, happy birthday to you."

"Stop!" Huo Zhenyuan said angrily, "I have something else to tell you."

Although the relationship between the two father and son is not so good, it is not to the point of quarreling when meeting each other, only that they do not pay much attention to each other.

Huo Ting listened to Huo Zhenyuan's words so white that he stopped and said, "let's talk."