After the divorce, she went crazy in the entertainment industry

Chapter 42 I'll deal with him first, then I'll deal with you

Mr. Huo was so shocked that his jaw dropped!

The little bastard actually peed on his dining table!

This little bastard actually peed on his gold-inlaid rosewood dining table! !
"Mother Chen! Mother Chen! Your hearing aid fell off again?!"

The old man shouted with a red face and thick neck, "Come on - throw this little bastard out, and this little bastard too!"

The other little beast was referring to Huo Xingzhou who was wiping Miss Bai’s butt!
"..."

"...And this table, throw it away, throw it all away!!"

"Ahem, Master, the Third Young Master can't leave." Uncle Chen, the housekeeper, whispered in the old man's ear, "Business! Master, business has not been done yet. We can't let him get away!"

"Ahem, sit down first."

Mr. Huo glared at the cat, feeling unwilling, but he still held back. He secretly said with hatred:

I'll deal with him first, and then I'll deal with you!

Huo Xingzhou didn't even raise his eyelids and continued feeding the cat.

Huo Lang, on the other hand, looked at the man and the cat sitting on the seat with great interest, and said in a joking tone:

"Baoer, how did you accidentally make the headlines again?"

Huo Xingzhou: ...

Seeing that his younger brother still ignored him, Huo Lang slowly raised his gold-rimmed glasses. Just as he was about to speak, he saw someone raise his eyebrows as if he was about to smile.

When I turned around, I saw that the old man's cheeks were bulging and he was holding his breath.

Look at this posture.

Got it!
Got to be scolded again!!
"Your mouth is unnecessary, isn't it? If you say one more word, I'll confiscate it!" Old Master Huo looked at his eldest grandson who looked like he deserved a beating and spoke angrily.

Huo Lang: "..."

Hold! ! !
The old man's words of scolding are becoming more and more fancy.

He shut his mouth with a playful smile and made a silencing gesture with his slender fingers.

"And you!" The old man was not satisfied and turned his fire to Huo Xingzhou, "You are quite good at talking, aren't you? You had a fierce verbal fight with the old and young man from the Yu family yesterday. What's wrong with you now? Are you useless?"

"puff--"

Mother Huo couldn't hold back her laughter, "Hahahahaha... cough cough... hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

"Oh." The old man shuddered, "Who are you trying to scare to death?"

Old Master Huo glared at Mother Huo with a dark face.

Mother Huo: ...

"Dad..." Seeing his wife being scolded, Father Huo couldn't help but speak out.

"You don't want your mouth anymore? Do you want me to donate it for you?" The old man said with a gloomy face. Father Huo touched his mouth:

No!

He still has to keep his mouth to coax his wife...

Huo Xingzhou suddenly found it funny, but he couldn't laugh.

"Look at you, you dare not take responsibility for what you do, you are not even as good as your father."

Mother Huo:
Father Huo: ...

Thank you!

Lessons are lessons, but don’t make it implicit!

"Third Young Master, you'd better confess obediently." The butler at the side also grumbled indignantly.

"."

The newspaper headline took up a large space and posted a picture.

Next to the luxury car, a woman in a tight dress was half hanging on a man. The man had his arm around the woman's waist and was about to get in the car.

The man in the picture is facing sideways, so his face is a little unclear, and the woman is completely drunk. When the man carries her into the car, the woman's head is lowered and her drooping hair covers a large part of her face.

Therefore it is not recognizable at all.

Others might think so, but Huo Xingzhou knew it very well.

Because the person in the picture was none other than him, it was the picture of him holding the little stubborn boy and getting into the car at the gate of Feise on the night he returned to China.

Ok……

Huo Xingzhou narrowed his eyes and thought, who is it? Dare to take a picture of him?
"Say it, son!"

"Go ahead, son."

Mr. and Mrs. Huo spoke at the same time.

After a long while, he said faintly, "It's a good shot."

"..."

Son, stop saying that!
It seems like there are two eggs under your eyebrows, they just flash but can't be seen!

Didn’t you see that your grandfather’s face is as black as the bottom of a pot!

"Stop talking nonsense. Who is this woman?"

The old man asked in an angry tone.

"Her mother!"

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(End of this chapter)