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Shi Rong smiled: "The answer is not what you asked. What's wrong with the mountain? Do you have clairvoyance in the mountain?"

"All the monitoring data support here in Banshan is provided by the Huo family."

"Really?"

"It's just the monitoring of the outside environment that I can get. It doesn't include the ones inside other people's villas."

"Is there really no way to get the ones in the villa?"

"Legally, no."

"What about in theory?"

"you guess."

Huo Yijun blinked at her.

Shi Rong understood, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"You go to work." Huo Yijun gently pinched a strand of her hair, his eyes fixed on her face.

"I'll take you home first."

"No, it's just a few steps. I took a walk and thought it was exercise." Huo Yijun raised his chin towards Villa No. [-], "Uncle Cui is over there."

Shi Rong looked and saw Uncle Cui looking here with a smile.

"Then I'll go first."

With Uncle Cui here, Shi Rong has nothing to worry about, "I'll be back as soon as the work is over."

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Hmm...chestnut porridge."

"Okay." Huo Yijun stood in the sun, and the fine fuzz on his skin was clearly visible.

His eyes were so gentle that they almost blended with the autumn sun.

Shi Rong suddenly understood the poem. The spring night was short and the sun was rising. From then on, the king did not go to court early.

Even she felt a little reluctant to leave Huo Yijun like this, let alone those ancient emperors who faced stunning beauties.Although Shi Rong couldn't be a faint king, he still followed the thoughts that came to his heart, stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek, then limped back to the car with a cane.

When the car was far away, she looked back and saw Huo Yijun still standing there.

Huo Yijun raised his hand and touched the cheek that had been kissed. He glanced at Huo Zhaolin and said calmly, "What are you looking at?"

"Brother, are you wearing sister-in-law's pajamas and slippers?"

"Your sister-in-law bought this for me. What do you think?"

"No, no, haha, I just suddenly felt that you are quite suitable to wear pink. No wonder that old bastard Song Wuchi thinks you are guilty..."

"Let's be less verbose."

Huo Yijun said calmly, "I rescued you from the ancestral hall, not to let you burn Song Wuchi's palms. Huo Zhaolin, when did you become so kind and soft-hearted?"

"Brother, I'm not merciful, I'm afraid of scaring my sister-in-law."

"Your sister-in-law is not as fragile as you think." Huo Yijun said calmly, "You can go back. I have told grandma that I will spare you the punishment for the remaining days. Go back and rest before going to work."

"Thank you bro."

Huo Zhaolin watched his elder brother slowly walk away and exhaled slowly.

He turned to look at Villa No. [-], sneered, and walked towards his sports car. As soon as he opened the door, he suddenly remembered something and looked back at Shi Yao: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Shi Yao bit her lip and walked over slowly.

Huo Zhaolin impatiently put her into the car and stepped on the accelerator.

"Don't drive too fast, slow down!" Shi Yao hurriedly fastened her seat belt.

Huo Zhaolin said coldly: "You are such a bitch. You just climbed out of my bed and climbed into other people's beds."

Shi Yao's face turned red instantly: "What nonsense are you talking about! I just went to the party with my friends, it's not as dirty as you think!"

Huo Zhaolin had to stop the car on the side of the road, then pinched Shi Yao's neck with one hand and said with a sinister expression: "Isn't the lipstick on your mouth kissed by that pig-headed Song Wuchi? This hair of yours was not pulled by his dirty hands. Yes? How can I pretend to be innocent?"