Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 103 Do you consider him a brother?

Sun Puying couldn't eat melon seeds anymore.

"This is too miserable. Just a second ago, he was still a high-ranking family member of a wealthy family. Now he flies to Nepal and it will be fried into pieces of barbecue."

Hong Ningbo was still in a complicated mood, and his eyes fell on Huo Yin intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see his reaction, when he heard Sun Puying say something about barbecue slices, his face turned dark.

"What nonsense?"

Sun Puying smiled: "Just kidding, just kidding."

Hongningbo: "Anyone dares to make a joke of it, you are so heartless."

What he said was unclear, Sun Puying thought that Hongningbo admired or admired the Patriarch of the Huo family, and immediately apologized: "Hey, it's my fault, I shouldn't, but such a big man is too mysterious. I haven't seen any photos yet."

No matter how bad the others are, some of them took photos or took group photos of him attending international conferences.

The Huo family really has nothing.

It makes headlines every day, and every time it is a virtual mysterious figure.

"I searched the Internet to see what it looks like. Is it ugly, or it doesn't show my face at all."

Hong Ningbo gave him a sideways glance expressionlessly, and saw Sun Puying let out a "huh".

Why not?
There are only names and deeds on the Baidu entry, not a single photo.

Sun Puying didn't believe in evil, and slid down page by page, and finally, he sat up straight excitedly.

"There is."

Have?

Hong Ningbo's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Huo Yin subconsciously, but saw him staring at his mobile phone with a calm expression, as if what Sun Puying was talking about had nothing to do with him at all.

The post Sun Puying saw was titled: Revealing the Secret of Huo's Most Mysterious Emperor, with photos attached.

The picture has not been loaded, so Sun Puying read the text on it first.

This blogger described it from a third-person perspective, who is tall, has an extraordinary temperament, and is born with the emperor...

Sun Puying was a little skeptical, raising her eyebrows exaggeratedly.

How does this look like an idol fantasy written by a tenth-level fan?

He is also 1.8 meters tall, with excellent body proportions, handsome features, and decisive actions.

Is this inappropriate, Brother Huo?
Hong Ningbo's attention was still on Sun Puying, seeing him staring at the screen of the phone with a tangled face, and then tangled, then looked at Huo Yin.

...?
Could it be possible to find Huo Yin's photos online?

Hong Ningbo was inexplicably excited.

He swallowed nervously, sat up straight slowly, and waited for Sun Puying to ask a startling question.

As a result, Sun Puying looked at Huo Yin, then lowered her head to look at her phone, and let out a disappointed "poof".

On the screen of the mobile phone is a three or four-year-old boy with a delicate face, eyes and nose.

But if you put a picture of a three or four-year-old child, what can you see?
Sun Puying turned off the phone angrily: "This bastard liar, he just finds a picture of a child on the Internet to deceive people, and even fantasizes about idols, wasting time."

Speaking of wasting time, Sun Puying asked Hong Ningbo: "No, who hasn't come yet?"

Hong Ningbo: "Let Xiaoli call him."

The man standing beside him immediately called Qin Hui, but the other end beeped twice and hung up.

Xiaoli: "No answer."

Hong Ningbo frowned: "Let's make another call so nothing happens."

Sun Puying disdained: "That bastard is probably sleeping. If we don't wake up, let us set off early in the morning."

In the past, he was also a dude who depended on his family's power to dawdle. Sun Puying's impression of Qin Hui was that he was a bit arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant.

Now that he followed Huo Yin and started doing business in a serious manner, Sun Puying looked down on Qin Hui.

He is sure that the grandson is now appointed to fall asleep and not wake up!

Xiaoli: "Got it."

There was an artificial female voice on the other end of the phone, with a choked throat and a little morning hoarseness. The background of the voice was a bit like a duck's voice.

"Mr. Qin is sleeping, please don't disturb him."

Then the phone just hung up.

Huo Yin's face was pale, and he sat there motionless looking at his mobile phone, Sun Puying's face turned green with anger.

"Hey, what do you mean by that? Let me, Brother Huo, wait for him here, I'm xxx."

Hong Ningbo didn't blame Sun Puying for his rude words, but felt that this kid was really up to the mark.

"Brother Huo, what should we do, just wait for that kid here?"

Huo Yin stood up.

"Walk."

...

Qin Hui slept until the sun was high, and he and his little girlfriend ate a brunch slowly.

"You didn't know that in the morning, so I just said, Mr. Qin is sleeping, you just wait, and I hung up the phone after I finished speaking."

Qin Hui: "Baby is awesome."

"Who made them so blind that you dare not listen when you say you want to go? This kind of people should be beaten hard."

Qin Hui has never met Huo Yin, but he often hears this name. His county magistrate's uncle has always been a good person, but this time he praised Huo Yin for the first time.

Qin Hui was naturally unconvinced.

It was indeed a surprise attack on purpose yesterday, who knew that Huo Yin was so shameless.

That old thing Hongningbo was still protecting him, making it clear that he couldn't leave and had to wait until the next day.

Qin Hui came back angrily, but he didn't dare to complain to his uncle.

After breakfast, he slowly arrived at Hongningbo's place. Qin Hui couldn't hold back his complacent yet nasty smile.

Fuck!
Huo Yin and the others are leaving!

He left Qin Hui here alone, and set off for Qianzhou by himself.

"Huo Yin and the others have already arrived, Xiao Qin, hurry up and leave, maybe we can catch dinner."

Qin Hui was so angry that he couldn't get up and down, and set out on the road angrily.

"Fucking bastard, I'm going to kill him."

...

Even the elegant residence is as elegant as her name.

The retro decoration of Sanju has many copybooks and hanging pictures.

These were prepared by Xu Mobai for her.

"This is your room. I had someone clean it up last night. Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

The room is very warmly decorated, with light pink as the main tone, the colors are soft, and there are all kinds of desks and wardrobes.

There are two cute plush dolls on the bed, and the white bedside table still has an ancient wood fragrance.

Wanwan likes this smell very much, and even likes this room.

"Wan... I'm very satisfied, thank you sister Yazhi."

Lian Yazhi looked softly: "In the next few days, we will get along well."

Wanwan laughed two dimples: "Okay."

Both of them are gentle people, even elegant and very caring, they are very particular about food and expenses.

"Sister Yazhi, how do you know I like these?"

Lian Yazhi scooped up a bowl of soup for her, and specially skimmed off the oil slick on it for her.

"Someone told me."

Wanwan's eyes lit up: "Is that my brother?"

Lian Yazhi nodded: "Yes."

Such a cold-tempered person can remember other people's preferences and habits so clearly.

Lian Yazhi smiled: "Wanwan, do you really regard him as your brother?"

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