Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

They lived in the suburbs, a little far from their destination, and an hour's journey was enough for a little girl to sleep.

Huo Yao closed his eyes lightly, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

For Fu Han, who came out of nowhere, he actually didn't pay much attention to him.

Huo Yao couldn't figure it out.

Where did he get the ability to instigate so many insiders of the Shen family in just a few months.

It would not be a big deal if the shareholders who simply held the shares joined forces to persecute Shen Chuchen, after all, the Shen family did some shameful things in the first place.

Unexpectedly, even Smith, the second-in-command abroad, chose to rebel.

This made Huo Yao almost doubt the authenticity of the news when he heard the news.

The main force of the Shen family is in the country, it is impossible for Shen Chuchen to mobilize those people to go abroad, and even if they come, there will be no return, and it will be useless.

Huo Yao knew in his heart that the other party would attack Shen Chuchen directly.

After all, if you die abroad, there will be no complications.

Don't give the other party a chance to go back, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

After all, Shen Chuchen has never been a fuel-efficient lamp.

Even if it were Huo Yao himself, he would choose to kill the weeds.

"Fu Han's attack is really ruthless..." He muttered to himself, and then he couldn't help becoming irritable again.

Huo Yao hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and couldn't help closing his eyes slightly, suppressing those messy thoughts,

He helped Shen Chuchen avoid the eyeliner of Smith and the Fu family this month. He didn't want his daughter to know, but when he saw the girl's disappointed expression, his heart softened after hard work.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the dialog box on the phone.

The above content is still the day before yesterday.

【Are you hospitalized? 】

This is what Huo Yao asked.

Shen Chuchen replied:

【Drinking stomach bleeding】

Huo Yao's brows could not help but frown with his calm attitude.

He didn't care about Shen Chuchen's life or death, but his daughter did.

So in the middle of the night, he greeted a bunch of other parties nervously, his considerate attitude was comparable to that of his own mother, almost making Shen Chuchen think that he was stimulated by something.

[Good brother, are you okay? 】Shen Chuchen expressed his condolences with concern: 【How about seeing some private doctors? Early detection and early treatment, maybe it is not serious? 】

Huo Yao was silent for a while: "..."

Speaking of which, those who didn't know thought they were the ones who were hospitalized.

...

It was already twelve o'clock when we arrived at the hospital. Huo Yao glanced at the time, then glanced at his daughter who was sleeping soundly in his arms, thinking whether to wait for the child to wake up before going in tomorrow morning.

The driver yawned so sleepy that he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Huo, shall we go in?"

Sleep happily in the car together without going in!

The driver failed to control the volume and successfully woke up the sleeping little guy.

Huo Yao: "..."

His eyes were so cold that he could freeze to death.

driver:"……"

Mr. Huo's bad temper is known to all the employees. Even Zhao Tezhu is usually trembling. When Huo Yao glanced at him with a knife, the driver thought that my life was over.

"Papa." The immature child's voice successfully rescued the other party, the little guy tilted his head, yawned from sleepiness, and his round pupils were slightly moist.

Huo Yao was speechless, opened the car door and walked towards the hospital.

There are some differences between foreign hospitals and domestic hospitals, but in Ye Sang's view, this difference is not that big.

As soon as he walked into the hospital and smelled the strong smell of disinfectant, the little guy's eyes suddenly widened.

"Babababababa." He yelled three times in a row, making Huo Yao, who came to the hospital at night, feel even more upset.

He stopped and squinted his eyes: "Where is the soul?"

Little bunny.

Can't you be quiet for a while?

Ye Sang hugged him tightly, her little hands tightly clenched, and her little milk voice was full of anxiety, "You, do you want to sell him?"

She was terrified.

Swallowing his saliva, his eyes were slightly rounded.

Huo Yao: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Sang slightly accentuated her voice, and said softly, "Sang Sang is the cutest child, you can't sell him."

As he spoke, he pulled Huo Yao's hair to express his dissatisfaction.

Huo Yao: "..."

He ground his teeth, looked up at her unceremoniously, "If I wanted to sell you, I wouldn't come to the hospital."

How much can the hospital sell for?

Huo Yao's chilly voice was a bit shady: "Put you at the auction, where the people speak nicely and have money, so they like you as a chubby, cutest kid."

Ye Sang: "..."

She was told that there was nothing she could do. She shrank her neck and said unwillingly: "Mama will kill you, as well as grandpa and fathers."

Huo Yao smiled coolly, and found that the child was holding him tightly, showing that he was frightened.

The man lifted his foot and walked inside, and pressed the switch when he entered the elevator.

Ye Sang looked at it, it was the 11th floor.

so high...

Her small mouth was flattened as if it could hang an oil pot, and the little girl Maotong looked at Huo Yao intently, and said in a low voice, "Papa, do you still need to choose such a high floor after selling Sangsang?"

Huo Yao said indifferently: "Yes, Dad even picked a feng shui treasure for you to sell you."

He smiled slightly: "I'm such a nice person."

Ye Sang: "..."

This bad old man is very bad.

The little girl's mouth drooped slightly, almost deflated into a duckling.

When she finally reached the eleventh floor, the little girl was walking on short legs, her body was wrapped like a ball, and she wobbled like a goose.

Huo Yao bent down to pick her up, raised his feet and walked in the direction of the corridor. Ye Sang hugged her father's neck tightly, saw him knock on the door, and it took a while for someone to open the door.

He was the only one in the ward, and when the man opened the door, the strong smell of disinfectant was particularly obvious. Ye Sang didn't like the smell very much, and subconsciously shrank his head into Huo Yao's arms.

The little girl's black skirt was put on a down jacket again, wrapped like a black ball.

The man was dressed in black, with a little guy in his arms. It was hard to see that he had a child unless he looked carefully.

Huo Yao looked as calm as ever.

He glanced at Shen Chuchen's slightly pale face, his expression was cold.

The lights in the ward were not turned on, after all, Shen Chuchen didn't expect anyone to come over at night.

He leaned against the door of the room, his thin, bloodless lips moved slightly, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed, and his expression was half a smile, "What are you doing here?"

Huo Yao casually said, "Let's talk."

Shen Chuchen raised his eyelids, and said lazily, "Leave the child alone at home, don't worry about it and I won't worry about it."

"He's not dead yet, so there's nothing to talk about."

The familiar voice made Ye Sang's small round pupils move slightly, and subconsciously struggled to expose his small head.

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