The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Huo nianian stares at the white hair behind Master Cheng, and his nose is sour.

The old man is getting older and moving slowly. Even when you are young, you are a hero and a powerful person. But always can not withstand the erosion of the years.

Even if that man had been so brilliant.

"Grandfather. Are you all right? " Huo nianian came forward to ask.

What Mr. Cheng holds in his hand is the blue and white porcelain photo frame. The original frame has been broken, but now it is a new one. Huo nianian has asked someone to do it again. Huo nianian didn't want to tell Mr. Cheng about this, but he still knew it.

The old man is now stroking the painting with his wrinkled hand. Huo nianian pursed her lips and looked at all this quietly without speaking.

"She said that?" Mr. Cheng asked.

Huo nianian realized what he was asking, "grandfather. They are here to make trouble, and what they say is not true... " Huo nianian didn't know how to comfort him. She believed that he would never do that. But now my grandfather's state

Mr. Cheng slowly turned his head and set his eyes on Huo nianian's face.

The girl had a beautiful oval face. All over the face of collagen, a pair of eyebrows because of worry tightly twisted together, amber eyes full of worry.

These eyes. It's so much like that girl

"Read. You sit. I'll tell you in detail Mr. Cheng finally wiped the edges and corners with his handkerchief, and then he put the frame down.

Huo Niannian nodded and pulled a chair to sit down.

It's actually a very simple story.

Because Mr. Cheng is well-known in the industry, many colleges and universities are scrambling to ask him to give lectures to the children. Moreover, Mr. Cheng's reputation was recognized, so the Dean even invited him in person.

The old man is not so unreasonable. If there are people who really like to learn, they are willing to teach skills.

Therefore, the old man opened three courses in s University, one of which was painting.

"She's a very clever girl," Mr. Cheng said. "When I first came to my class, she was dressed in plain clothes. I could tell from a glance that this child was shy and unsociable. Many of the rich children of s University would inevitably look down on her. This kind of thing is too common. "

Mr. Cheng said that for a while.

"And then?"

Huo Niannian is not only curious. It's even more about empathy. Although she did not go to university, she also experienced it when she just went to work in the city.

"Then I saw that she was good at learning, and she was always guiding her." Master Cheng said with a smile, "I didn't expect that..."

"I don't blame you."

"Did you see her? I want to see her. "

There is a longing in the eyes of Master Cheng. In fact, Huo Qingyun doesn't come very often in recent years, so Master Cheng almost regards the girl as his granddaughter and takes more care of her. Who can think This kind of thing happened.

Huo Niannian shook his head and listened to his grandfather's narration. The girl was a good girl, but she didn't see it.

"Don't worry, grandfather. I'll find her for you."

"Well."

From the villa, the sky suddenly drifted a drizzle, Huo Niannian looked at the sky in a daze. When she went to bed last night, Gu tingshen came back very late. She didn't know what he was going to do. However, she could feel that he was not in a good mood.