Chapter 77 Dad is Angry 1

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The rain gradually stopped, and the people in front of the school walked one after another and the ground was already clean.

A Rolls-Royce stopped silently.

The driver who was looking forward to the door waited for a long time to see the figure, but before he went to greet people and hurried into the car, a cold voice suddenly sounded:

"Where is she?"

Huo Yao walked out of the car in a suit and leather shoes, his handsome eyebrows faint, and his body was standing tall.

When Liangshao spoke, he didn't know whether it was Huo Chenyu who had just rushed back or the driver next to him.

The young boy narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the umbrella in his hand, his voice was clear and moist:

"In the car."

Zhao Tezhu followed behind, glanced at the driver, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you still not leaving so late? Didn't you see that our boss has exploded?"

Under Huo Yao's chilling gaze, his voice diminished and he finally touched the tip of his nose and shut his mouth decisively.

It was originally.

Just now I hurried to the school to find a girl.

As a result, after arriving at the destination, he took the posture of Gaoling Flower Land extremely calmly.

With the character of their president, it is hard to imagine that the little lady is really his daughter.

Huo Yao got into the car and saw the little girl curled up in the back seat, sleeping soundly.

As if perceiving someone coming in, the little guy slightly moved his chubby arm like a lotus joint, and then pouted uncomfortably, turned over and continued to fall asleep.

Huo Yao's cold eyebrows softened slightly, and he held the person in his arms with light hands and feet, and his movements were much gentler than usual.

"Woo..." The little guy whimpered softly and arched into his arms like a puppy, chubby, like snow balls.

"Baba..." Perceiving the familiar Leng Xiang on the man, Ye Sang grabbed his cuffs and whispered unconsciously.

Huo Yao stiffened for a moment, then softly replied, "Um..."

This response is different from the randomness of the past.

He gently nudged the girl's white cheek, and for the first time showed endless tenderness to this daughter who was connected to his blood.

Before meeting Ye Sang, Huo Yao never thought about children.

The same is true for daughters.

Left and right are a marriage tool, Huo Yao can give each other endless glory and identity.

But fatherly love alone is impossible.

But now--

He did feel what it meant: the face was too much like a tornado.

I saw the little guy rubbing against him, and his milk mumbled, "Cheap papa..."

Huo Yao hummed and poked her forehead, looking at Ye Sang's sleep, too lazy to care about this five-year-old kid.

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The car stopped at the door of Huo's villa.

Elder Huo, who was a little fidgeting in the hall, saw Ye Sang who was wrapped tightly, and the lingering tone finally fell back.

Huo Chenyu didn't bother the father and daughter, but chose to take another car.

He narrowed his eyes slightly along the way, thinking about how he would explain to Huo Yao about his stepping on Zhao Qian's hand.

The Zhao family, a little-known family, is naturally not to be afraid.

The problem lies in the mine in Yancheng.

If the Zhao family is unwilling to cooperate, Huo Yao will be angry.

Huo Chenyu hadn't figured out a countermeasure yet, and the old man Huo on the other side had already sat on the sofa and was impatiently trying to **** the little girl in Huo Yao's arms.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his slender fingertips removed the school uniform that was covering Ye Sang's head.

however.

As soon as the concealed school uniform was removed, the wound on the little guy's leg was completely exposed to everyone.

 The title is extremely perfunctory...

   woo woo woo.

   Ask for a ticket, there is a chapter, I love you all.

   No. 1 on the free list, babies

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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