Chapter 1142： This is Huo's mother

Chapter 1142 This is the Huo family mistress

[I feel that the previous online uploads are true. I have a friend who works in Huo’s branch. I heard him say that the big bosses are holding remote meetings recently, and I didn’t go to the company in person. 】

[Fortunately, Mr. Huo is okay, otherwise, Song Yaoyao would not have become a widow at a young age? 】

[Widow, she hasn't married Mr. Huo, OK? The two are just unmarried couples]

[What are you all paying attention to, Mr. Huo or Dashao Huo, is it the only one who is in love with Director Song’s face? Ah, ah, why is she not only in the entertainment industry! If she is filming, I will love her! The plasticity is too strong. In that video, she is as beautiful as a fairy. I am a woman who looks at her and misses her! 】

[Ahhhhh! Finally found a fellow! I thought I was the only one paying attention! Her answer is also domineering, how confident is this to dare to fight Huo Dashao? In short, outsiders should not always guess what their feelings are. Song Yaoya dared to do this, it must be the confidence given by Mr. Huo! 】

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Song Yaoya hasn't been to school recently. She woke up from a nap, only to find that there was no Huo Yunque around her.

After returning from Huo Yunque, she took over taking care of him, and gave him some medicine, which is now a lot better.

Song Yaoya rubbed his head and put on a coat and went downstairs.

But no one was seen, and the hall was empty.

She was surprised, "Where's older brother?" She passed by the study just now and saw that Huo Yunque was not in the study.

"Miss Song."

The servant hurriedly said: "The old man is back, and they are both in the ancestral hall with Mr."

Song Yao was stunned, and it took a long time before he let out a slow "Oh" and said, "You can help me prepare some food, I am a little hungry."

"Okay, Miss Song, wait a moment."

Simple eating and preparation were quick, Song Yaoyao had just eaten two bites, and saw Uncle Zhang walk in.

"Miss Song, the old man will let you pass."

"I?"

Song Yao was puzzled. She was holding a spoon, her face was flushed just after she woke up, "Uncle said why?"

"I don't know about that," Uncle Zhang happily, "If you go there, don't you know?"

I don't know if it was Song Yaoya's illusion. She swallowed what was in her mouth, feeling that Uncle Zhang seemed more respectful to her.

Why is that?

"Ok."

She put down the spoon, too late to eat, and walked out of the dining room with Uncle Zhang.

It was the first time for her to go to the ancestral hall, and she only knew now that there was actually an ancestral hall in Huozhai. She hadn't even heard of it.

Uncle Zhang led her back, and finally stopped outside a covered house.

This building is incompatible with the overall style of Huo's house.

"Tuk tuk-"

With the door closed, Uncle Zhang raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said in a low voice, "Master, Miss Song is here."

"Slim? Come in!"

What came out was the familiar voice of Mr. Huo, with a smile, very gentle.

Song Yaoya pushed the door. This door should not be opened often, making a toothy crunch. She stepped in, and when she saw the people sitting inside, she was taken aback.

Standing at the door, I didn't know where to go for a while.

Knowing that he would not be coming, Song Yaoya regretted it.

"come here."

The low and cold voice sounded at the right time, and the man in the loose home shirt beckoned to her.

Song Yaoya pressed his fleshy pink lips, and walked slowly to Huo Yunque's side.

"Don't be nervous, sit down."

Huo Yunque wrapped her little hand in the palm of his hand and pulled her to sit down directly beside him.

She just woke up, her head was still a little dizzy and she couldn't recover. Therefore, I didn't notice how special she was sitting.

Elder Huo sat on the head, Huo Yunque and Song Yaoya sat beside him.

The rest of the elders were sitting on the grand master's chairs placed on both sides.

Song Yaoyao was in a daze, thinking that he had passed through.

If there are seemingly non-existent gazes lingering on Song Yaoyao's body, her eyebrows are lightly lowered, her expression calm. Sitting quietly and obediently beside Huo Yunque, the elders nodded when they saw this.

It's good to be humiliated!

However, they didn't know that Song Yaoyao hadn't reacted at all!

"This is slender, slender, say hello to your uncles."

It was the first time Song Yaoyao met so many elders in Huo's family. She obediently stood up and bowed to bow.

"Good good!"

"Don't be so polite, sit down."

Song Yaoya turned his head and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.

Huo Yunque coughed slightly, his eyes filled with a smile, "Sit down."

He forgot to say that as his wife, Song Yaoya could sit here without looking at anyone's face.

She bowed to her uncles because she was polite.

Elder Huo sat in the main seat, and he looked at Song Yaoyao, "This is Yunque’s future wife, and the future mistress of Huo’s family. I called her over this time to let you know that there is such a person. The provincial ones didn’t know each other after meeting."

After hearing what Elder Huo said, the clan elders immediately shook their heads, how could they be straightforward, and said some compliments to Song Yaoya.

But Song Yaoya still didn't hear the point.

Until ten minutes later.

Elder Huo slowly said, "I invite you to come this time, there is actually something else."

He squinted his eyes, slowly took a sip of the tea, the smile on his face gradually reduced. The momentum was wide open, and the smile was replaced by the full of solemnity.

"I think you have heard about what happened to Yunque this time?"

Quietly in the ancestral hall, Elder Huo pointed his finger and tapped the tabletop one after another, as if casually swept over the faces of everyone present.

"Our family can have hundreds of years of heritage, relying on the Huo family's concerted efforts. But now, some people can't tell the priority, their minds are impetuous, and they are restless. They even put their hands in the direct line, Yunque. Being able to come back alive this time was his fate, but it doesn't mean that this incident has been exposed so lightly!"

“I’m just such a son. I’m older now. Yun Que has been in charge of the Huo’s family for many years. I think everyone here can see his ability. I just want to grow flowers and raise a few dogs in the manor abroad. Spend my old age peacefully. If I can live to watch the birth of my grandchildren in the future, then I will be able to look down upon death! But—"

He slapped the table abruptly and sneered, "There are always people who don't want to live their lives, and they have to find something impossible."

"This……"

"Brother, this, this has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, yeah, your wish is also our wish. We all know that the Huo family can go to the present, relying on Yunque, not me, among these juniors, who can compare to Yunque?"

Huo Yunque smiled unclearly, his eyelashes drooped, playing with Song Yaoyao's slender fingers, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)