C70 Do You Want to Touch It

Once inside, he was led to his study. Zheng looked at his father and asked, "Dad, you were looking for me?"

"Why didn't you go to the blind date dinner in the afternoon? Boss Wang's daughter had been waiting for you for a long time." Old Man Zheng said unhappily.

"Something happened at the company this afternoon. I'll go and take care of it."

"Then I'll be free for a while." Master Zheng looked coldly at his son.

Zheng nodded.

"In that case." Old Man Zheng's attitude gradually eased, "Go to a banquet tonight. All the famous people in Hong Kong will be there today."

"Got it."

Old Master Zheng looked at his most beloved son and said, "Scholar, in a few days, I'll let An Zhimo stay at home."

Huo Cheng frowned as he looked at his father in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, while you were abroad for the past few years, An Zhi Mo had a bad time. She raised a son by herself, and the Zheng Family never cared about it." Father was already old and felt very guilty about all this, so he hoped to use his actions to compensate An Zhimo. Your mother and I have already agreed to let her come back and live with us. No matter what, she is the daughter of our Zheng Family.

"So? "She agreed?"

"She will definitely agree. After all, Zhang Yu is her mother. "Our Zheng Family is her only family." Old Man Zheng snorted coldly.

"Mother? "Home?" "The Huo family is her family."

"You … "You also know about him and An Zhimo?" Old Man Zheng sighed, "If that's the case, then so be it. In any case, it's impossible for you and Huo Xinyang to be together. Just let An Zhimo and Huo Cheng be together."

Having An Zhimo and Huo Cheng be together made Zheng Si's brow furrow tightly. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't feel right at all.

"Didn't An Zhimo marry Huo Cheng a long time ago?"

Was it divorce and remarriage?

Old Man Zheng was also shocked. "Who did you say was married to?"

"..."

Just as An Zhimo was worrying, Huo Cheng had already driven his car into the city center.

"What would you like if we ate outside?" Huo Cheng's voice was no longer angry.

An Zhimo narrowed her eyes slightly. It was not that the man beside her did not like to eat things that were provocative and strong. Therefore, they moved away from him.

"Let's go eat hotpot." An Zhimo crooked her head and faked a smile at the man.

Huo Cheng had been frowning when he heard this, and in the end, he had agreed as well for An Zhimo's birthday.

When the car came to a stop in front of the entrance, An Zhimo immediately opened the door and ran out, waiting for Huo Cheng to stop.

When Huo Cheng finally stopped the car and walked out, he saw An Zhimo shivering in the night breeze. She strode forward and wrapped the man into her coat.

Looking at her pale face, he couldn't help but nag, "Did you think this was still summer? I don't know if I should go out and bring my coat, or if I should go in and wait for me. "

An Zhimo had originally wanted to break free from his embrace, but she was really cold. Who would have thought that the autumn in Hong Kong would turn so cold?

"I'm afraid you can't see me."

When the man heard her, his heart softened and he immediately pulled her into his embrace.

An Zhimo couldn't help but twitch her lips. Had this man misunderstood something? He was just afraid that the other party would lose his temper again.

Huo Cheng pulled An Zhimo directly into the box upstairs. Ask the waiter to turn on the air conditioner.

The other party was obviously startled, but he quickly turned on the hot air.

Huo Cheng pulled An Zhimo to sit beside him, holding her hands without letting go. Since it was just the two of them in the room, he directly unbuttoned his shirt and reached her hand in.

"Ya!" An Zhimo looked at the man in terror and quickly withdrew her hand. "You scoundrel, are you sick?!" "Let go."

This man was such a hooligan. If he wanted to touch him, wouldn't he be able to wait until he returned home?

Go home?

F * ck, she and him had no home.

"What's in your head?" The man coldly snorted as he looked at her in disbelief, "Female rogue."

Seeing the other party blushing like an enraged lion, he decided to tease her.

"Since you think of it this way …" Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled sinisterly, "Do you want to touch it?"

Could this man be more shameless? He just said that she was a hoodlum, and now he was teasing her?

Huo Cheng laughed out loud, but he didn't expect the woman to rub him on the chest, "What's hard?"

Huo Cheng smiled deeply as he held her hand. He ran his hand all the way down, caressing her delicate collarbone, firm and powerful chest, and her flat stomach with six neatly arranged abdominal muscles.

An Zhimo viciously pinched the tender flesh at his waist, cursing out, "Damned scoundrel."

However, it had to be said that a man had a good figure. He didn't look like a man who sat in an office all day.

While she was still in a daze, the man beside her put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Do you like your subordinate's body? If you like it, I can let you try. " With that, he even affectionately kissed her ear.

An Zhimo shivered as she tried to avoid him. "Disgusting!"

Ye Zichen directly shook off the man's hand and sat down in front of him.

When the waiter came up to ask them if they had chosen anything, he only noticed that the blushing woman had hurriedly fled to the other side of him.

Looking at the bright red patch in the pot, An Zhimo then rolled up her sleeves, preparing to start.

However, the man in front of him was not that relaxed. For those young masters who had been raised to live like princes since childhood. Looking at the list on the side, he felt a stomachache.

The first thing he saw when he looked up was An Zhimo gulping down the water in front of him.

He directly ripped off his tie, "F * ck!"

Ye Zichen pushed his chair back and looked at An Zhimo with a head full of sweat.

However, An Zhimo ate exceptionally happily, even innocently blinking as she asked him, "Director Huo, why aren't you eating?"

Huo Cheng fiercely stared at the little girl in front of him. If it wasn't for her birthday, he would have definitely beaten her up and thrown her onto the bed to do whatever he wanted.

"This is the last time we will be eating here. Tomorrow, I will make this restaurant disappear from Hong Kong."

"Yes." "Yes," An Zhimu responded perfunctorily, lowering her head to eat her hotpot once more.

The man in front of him was farting.

Huo Cheng had not known that it would be so spicy, he took a sip as well. Although he had drunk a lot of water, his stomach also began to ache.

On the other side, the woman who had eaten and drank to her heart's content was dozing off. Looking at her comfy expression, Huo Cheng's anger was greatly reduced.

He held her hand and walked out, opening the room's door, but there were many waiters outside. A manager also stood in the line as he shouted towards Huo Cheng, "Director Huo, I'm sorry, they didn't recognize you."

An Zhi Mo's hand broke free, lowering her head as she ignored the man behind her and left as if she was a stranger.

Huo Cheng looked at his empty hands, unable to express the feelings in his heart.

Luckily, when he left, An Zhimo was already standing at the intersection, waiting for him to start driving.

"..."

They stopped the car downstairs and went upstairs together. When they opened the door, they shouted An Xiaomo's name.

"Little Mo, Mommy is back."

The moment he entered, he saw the child who was carrying the plate with Old Madam Huo.

"Foam." Old Madam Huo was very happy. She quickly took her hand and asked, "Have you finished your meeting with Ah Shen?"

Saying so, he saw his grandson coming in from outside with a suit jacket in hand and a frown on his face.

"The foam is back?" Wang Hui also hurriedly came out of the kitchen. "Why are you back so late?" Have you had dinner? If you haven't eaten, Mom is helping you make some. "

Looking at the two elders' smiles, An Zhimu was at a loss of what to do for a moment. After all, she felt that the Huo Family was here to snatch the children.

Naturally, they ate very fast. Who knew that the three of them got along very harmoniously?