Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 80 My grandson, Huo Hetang, really doesn’t follow the ordinary path!

Ruizhuang is a private health club under Huo's name.

It is said to be a club, but its scale is that of a manor.

It is not open to the public on a daily basis and is only used for gatherings by Mr. Huo and his friends.

As I get older and my mobility becomes inconvenient, there are fewer and fewer gatherings among old friends, so Ruizhuang has always been in a semi-closed state.

That night, Mr. Huo, who should have rested long ago, went there in person.

The car stopped and Mr. Huo got out of the car with a cane.

The design of Ruizhuang is mainly elegant and quiet. It doesn't feel like anything during the day, but at night it looks particularly cold and depressing.

"Doctor Tang said that his illness is cured, but why is it more serious? What young man do you think is like him who doesn't like to move all day long? He is most active when he is avoiding me."

Uncle Zhong, the butler on the side, deeply agreed with Mr. Huo's words.

Before becoming a vegetative state, Huo Yanxiu was the well-deserved leader of the new generation in Beijing.

He is dignified and elegant, has self-restraint and etiquette, and is a strategist in the business. He is Mr. Huo's favorite successor.

Mr. Huo waited for him for five years and finally woke up his sweet grandson Pan, but Huo Yanxiu's temperament changed drastically after he woke up.

He is so lazy that even Mr. Huo, a real old man, can't bear to look down on him.

Uncle Zhong: "Old man, it's important for you to take care of yourself. You'll have a good talk with the young master later, but you must not get angry."

Mr. Huo's crutch hit the ground hard, "If he doesn't mess with me, how can I be angry?"

The old man is getting older and his temper has become more stubborn. Uncle Zhong can only hope that his young master will be obedient, but he must not go against the old man.

There is a natural hot spring in Ruizhuang.

The servants in the village said that Huo Yanxiu was there at the moment.

This made Mr. Huo feel strange.

I heard that Huo Yanxiu was too lazy to take a shower instead of a bath. Why did he switch to hot springs tonight?
Mr. Huo snorted coldly when he heard this: "You have made some progress, and you also know how to maintain your health."

Uncle Zhong smiled: "Young master has just recovered and knows that it is a good thing to take care of your body."

Mr. Huo: "If he really cares about his body, he should listen to me and marry Sang Yatou as soon as possible!"

Uncle Zhong: "The young master didn't refuse to listen. Besides, Miss Sang is still participating in the show, and the two of them have no chance to interact. Don't you think so?"

Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, "So now that I'm giving him a chance, you better catch it instead of forcing me to use crutches to teach him how to behave!"

Uncle Zhong kept saying, "Old man, you still have foresight" and led the people towards the hot spring.

Under the moonlight.

Bamboo shadows sway in the night wind, and the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves interweave into beautiful music.

The water in the hot spring pool was dense and white mist curled up, but there was no figure of Huo Yanxiu in the pool.

Instead, a beach chair was placed by the pool, with a man with a slim figure and smooth lines lying on it.

It was Huo Yanxiu.

Huo Yanxiu's dark and thick hair was stained with moisture. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was half awake and half asleep. His shirt was slightly open and loosely worn on his body, revealing his cold white and delicate collarbone.

The slender fingers hang casually on the side of the beach chair, and the blood-colored jade beads wrap around the wrist like blood vines, giving it a lazy and tired charm.

Uncle Zhong couldn't help but be speechless after seeing it.

Their young master is the first person who can express laziness and enjoyment to the extreme at the same time.

Mr. Huo's crutch struck the ground three times.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Yanxiu opened his eyes lazily, "Baking in the moon and steaming in hot springs."

Mr. Huo laughed angrily, "Steam the hot springs? Are you so lazy now that even bathing in the hot springs is troublesome? Good! Very good! My grandson of Huo Hetang really doesn't follow the ordinary path!"

Huo Yanxiu: "Grandpa, calm down the fire."

Mr. Huo frowned and looked coldly. Now he knows that he feels sorry for him? What did you do early?

"It's very tiring to coax people. Grandpa, please feel sorry for me."

Mr. Huo: "???"

Who should feel sorry for whom?
"You unfilial grandson, why don't I teach you a lesson today!"

Mr. Huo picked up his crutch and was stopped by Uncle Zhong as soon as it was in the air.

"You can't hit me, old man. This is your favorite Laoshan sandalwood crutch. You don't want to see it broken into pieces, right?"

Huo Yanxiu has been different from ordinary people since he was a child. He has excellent luck, and anyone who tries to harm him will always suffer the consequences.

Those who don't like him call him evil.

Those who like him think he is smart.

Although Mr. Huo is the latter, he really wants to beat him to relieve his anger at this time.

But after thinking about his beloved Laoshan Sandalwood, he finally held back.

Uncle Zhong reminded in a low voice: "If you are too hard, I will be gentle."

So soft...

Mr. Huo felt uncomfortable, hesitated for a moment, and winked at Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong understood and sent away all the servants around him.

Only their grandfather and grandson were left by the hot spring pool.

"Ah wu..."

Mr. Huo howled loudly.

"My hard-working son and wife, if you hadn't left so early, I wouldn't have had to worry so much about you, old man..."

"If I had known that this child was so disobedient today, I might as well have gone with you..."

"The brat woke up completely different after five years in coma. He doesn't even know how to feel sorry for me, the old man. What's the point of living for me..."

The old man sang a big show, one after another.

Who would have thought that Mr. Huo, who was so powerful outside, would play rogue against his grandson.

Huo Yanxiu raised his forehead and said, "Grandpa, just tell me what you want to do."

Mr. Huo hid his secret, "You promise me first, and then I'll tell you."

His posture obviously meant that he would not agree to it and would not give up.

Huo Yanxiu's temples would jump whenever he thought about hearing his grandfather's exaggerated howling every day.

Even if I knew there was a pit ahead, I could only step on it with my eyes closed.

"Okay, I agree."

"You said that yourself!" Mr. Huo's bright eyes did not contain a single tear.

He pulled out a piece of paper from his arms.

"I'll leave this matter to you."

Huo Yanxiu glanced at him, "Investigating Xu Jiayan's identity?"

Two words were written clearly in her beautiful peach blossom eyes: trouble.

"Wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of matter to a private detective?"

Why let him worry about things that money can solve?
"Ahem, there's also the back." Mr. Huo put his hands behind his back, his eyes averted, and he seemed to have a guilty conscience.

Huo Yanxiu held both ends of the A4 paper and said, "I can handle this matter. You don't have to read the back, right?"

Mr. Huo immediately blew his beard and glared, "No, if you don't agree, I won't give up on my old face. I will cry in front of you every day to see which of us can't stand it first."

Huo Yanxiu imagined the scene.

My head hurts even more.

Who taught his grandfather to be so cunning?
Turning the paper over with his slender fingertips, Huo Yanxiu tore it up expressionlessly when he saw the words on it.

"Impossible." His voice left no room for negotiation.

Grandpa actually wanted him to appear on the show and be an observer.

Mr. Huo did not argue with him, and directly raised his voice: "My miserable son and wife..."

Huo Yanxiu: "..."

Half an hour later, Mr. Huo left Ruizhuang happily.

Uncle Zhong was surprised: "Old man, have you really taken care of the young master?"

"That's still fake!" Mr. Huo laughed heartily, "Sang girl is right, you have to be shameless. Let's go back and go to bed early. You have to watch the live broadcast tomorrow."

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