C2

The driver saw Huo Tinton coming out of the prison gate and hurried over to him.

"Director Huo? Back to the company? "

"No reply." The man threw the cigarette butt in his mouth and stamped his foot. "Go to a orphanage called Lucky Luck," he said.

"Go..." The orphanage? " the driver asked uncertainly.

"Right."

"You want to..." Adopt a child? "

"Zhou Hao." Huo Ting raised his eyebrows. "Don't you think you're talking too much?"

Zhou Hao's heart trembled, and he immediately lowered his head, "I'll bring you there now."

After saying that, he immediately opened the back door of the car, using his hand to block the roof as he escorted the CEO in.

It was very quiet inside the car. Through the rearview mirror, Zhou Hao saw Huo Tindong's fingers unconsciously tapping on the metal part of his belt.

After driving for almost a decade, although he still didn't understand Huo Ting's lack of anger, he still knew what he was doing.

Whenever he encountered something that was difficult to weigh, he would subconsciously tap his fingers on something.

"Boss Huo!" Zhou Hao calmly said, "Did something happen to you again?"

The man frowned and asked a question instead of answering

"You said that raising a child shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

The corner of Zhou Hao's mouth twitched. He thought to himself, "How hard is this? Your family has tens of thousands of gold coins. Let alone a child, even ten children can raise one."

These days, giving the child to a hired nanny would allow her to live well.

As the saying goes, money can make a fool of itself

However, Zhou Hao did not dare to say such words to Boss Huo. Pretending to be lost in thought for a long time before he finally said uncertainly, "It shouldn't be hard. I haven't married or raised a child before, I don't know what kind of tricks there are behind this."

Huo Tindong's eyes glanced towards the window, he looked towards the rapidly retreating traffic and muttered, "Troublesome."

"What?" Zhou Hao did not hear what he said clearly.

However, seeing that his family's CEO had closed her eyes and had no desire to speak, Zhou Hao also fell silent.

He drove to Huo Tindong at the age of twenty-two, when he was still a twelve-year-old boy, but even that child, the noble and domineering air he had developed in the great families, still made him feel pressured.

In a sense, Owner Huo's should be very popular, at least among women.

His thin lips were straight, his eyebrows were sharp, and his features were chiseled. He seemed to be a half-breed, and his mother was an American, so he inherited the American's deep eyes and straight nose.

From the cool and handsome appearance he had when he was young, Zhou Hao had already determined that this child was a scourge when he was growing up.

Sure enough, he had followed Zhou Hao's imagination for a long time.

Sometimes, Zhou Hao would think, "No matter how good things happen in this world, a person would end up doing it"

Having money, having looks, and also having talent.

F * ck.

Unsatisfied.

Of course, he had to endure his displeasure.

They, Boss Huo, were indeed hard to serve. However, the salary that was offered to them was something that not everyone in the entire Song City could compare to.

When her aunt at the orphanage called her out, Ye Jinxin was sitting on a stool waiting for the orphanage's free nut dew to be drunk.

It was winter, and very cold.

To be able to drink a bowl of sweet and warm nut sauce was a pleasant surprise for the children of the orphanage.

After all, good things like this happened every day.

Fuyi orphanage was a very poor shelter in Song City. The children who were sent here were either abandoned infants or beggars on the streets.

With insufficient funds and the support from the government, the children could barely be considered well-fed and well-groomed. Another level of care would not be enough.

"Ye Jinxin." When his aunt shouted the first time, Ye Jinxin did not hear it.

The second time, the chubby boy next to her poked her arm and pointed at the door and said, "Mama Song is calling you."

Here, all the children called the staff a mother, as if that would make them happier.

Ye Jinxin stood up. She was six years old, and because of malnutrition, she was as tall as a four or five-year-old child.

However, even though she wasn't that tall, all of the children in the room were attracted by her as she stood up.

Her gaze on the little girl was filled with envy.

When Mother Song called people out, there were usually uncles and aunties who were willing to take her in.

If Ye Jinxin went out, it would mean that she would have a true mother and father.

Mom and Dad, who cooked her nuts for her every day.

"She is the heart!" Mother Song lovingly caressed the little girl's soft hair. She said to the handsome young man, "She is very obedient. No matter what she does, she will not fight over it and let the other children have their way." "So …"

"Can I give her a few words?"

"Of course."

Mother Song quickly bent down and said to the little girl, "Jinxin, this uncle is a good person. He wants to take you in. Can you say a few words to him?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes a few times and thought for a while before nodding.

Huo Tindong walked a few steps to her side. This child didn't look like his father Ye Zhenyun at all. His round face, big eyes, and long eyelashes all the way down to his lower eyelids. It was unknown whether it was due to the cold or malnutrition. His face was pale. The red tip of his nose looked a little like a cold.

Because it was winter, the little girl wore very thick clothing, but it didn't fit very well. The pink down jacket was wide and wide, reaching all the way to her knees.

The man looked down at the tiny figure only up to his knees and said in a low voice, "What's your name?"

The little girl glanced up at him, then quickly lowered her head again, playing with the little brown furry bear she had brought over, tilting her head in silence.

Mother Song coughed and hesitated before saying, "Mr. Huo, you'd better lower your body to talk to her."

Huo Tindong frowned.

[No one in the Song City can make him lower his head to talk.]

However, when he thought of the 27% share, in the end, Huo Tindong still bent down.

"Say it, what's your name?"

The girl cast a sidelong glance at him and pursed her lips without saying anything.

Zhou Hao, who was standing beside her, laughed in his heart as he looked at the girl's cold attitude.

Ouch, that's great. In the entire Song City, there was only one person who dared to make a face at Huo Ting, other than his first love, Lin Jia Ning, who died in a car accident.

He didn't come for nothing this time. It was such a great pleasure to see Young Master Huo lose.

"Mute." Huo Tindong lost his patience. He immediately grabbed the little girl's sharp chin and gently shook it. "If you're not mute, then just speak."

This time, the little girl did not remain silent. She had a cold expression on her face as she glared with her big round eyes and said in a childish voice, "Bad guy!"

After saying that, he smacked the man's hand that was grabbing his chin with his small hand.

No matter how much experience he had, he was still a twenty-three-year-old boy, and when faced with a child's verbal attacks, he would still be frustrated. Therefore, the hand holding the heart of the chin unconsciously became more and more forceful. The child's eyes began to turn red from the pain.

"Mr. Huo." When her mother saw him treat his children this way, she immediately pulled a face and hid her heart behind her back like a protector.

"You probably don't know that Jinxin doesn't like to talk. If you really want to adopt her, then be patient with her."

"You don't like to talk?" Huo Ting Dong straightened his body and coldly snorted, "It can't be that his brain isn't working, right?"

The little girl could tell that he was referring to her as' stupid '. She immediately raised her head and shouted again …

"Bad guy!"

It was just that with a childish voice, the deterrence was weak.

Huo Tindong suddenly turned around. This time, he truly lost all of his patience …

"Zhou Hao!"

"Director Huo?"

Holden Loose the bow tie and point to the child

"Put this girl in the car."