Chapter 440: Consequences of speaking ill of my sister

Chapter 440 The consequences of speaking ill of my sister

Obviously the space is spacious and the lights are bright, but Huo Xiuyuan's eyes that are as dark as ink only make Huo Xiuyuan feel cramped.

The feeling of being strangled by the neck is annoying, but he couldn't breathe, his face flushed, Huo Yichen lifted his whole body, and he couldn't even reach out to stop him.

"If you can't control that mouth, you can let Huo Hong take care of it." Huo Yichen lowered his eyes, and the threatening words coupled with an expressionless face made Huo Xiuyuan inexplicably terrified.

Huo Xiuyuan gritted his teeth and responded, but Huo Yichen just stared at him steadfastly, his cold eyes and threats standing in the shadow of his brows, Huo Xiuyuan was silent for a moment, and had no choice but to grudgingly hum counts as a response.

Let's not talk about whether Huo Hong will listen to his defense, but with Huo Yichen's right to speak in Huo Hongna, Huo Xiuyuan doesn't have the guts to bear the consequences of provocation.

Huo Yichen loosened his collar and walked out, but Huo Xiuyuan felt that his face was burning because of his sarcasm. He was still unwilling to watch Huo Yichen leave like this, and his mood was far worse than when he came.

"Did you really think that hooking up with that Murong family would make your eyes go above your head?" He cursed secretly.

But the voice was very small. After saying it, Huo Xiuyuan realized that even after Huo Yichen left, he unconsciously lowered his voice before cursing, and kicked the trash can next to him irritably.

But after saying this, Huo Xiuyuan thought of Murong Qiao, that ignorant woman again.

Let yourself be rejected repeatedly and hit the wall, without any vision.

"Sure enough, it's also a picked bastard, without any tutor." Huo Xiuyuan sneered. "The two **** get together, maybe the blood is impure, and they really think they are the young lady and the young master."

With no one else, he naturally abused wantonly, even scolding the one that was suppressed by Huo Yichen just now.

Huo Xiuyuan frowned and straightened his collar in front of the mirror, smoothing out the folds on it with emotion.

But all these wanton and vicious words fell into the ears of outsiders.

Wearing a waiter's uniform and a small suit, Nan Hao, who looked tall and slender, stood outside the bathroom door and leaned against the wall, fully hearing Huo Xiuyuan's abuse from the time Huo Yichen left until now.

"..." Nan Hao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and resisted the urge to go in and beat someone right now.

But an inextinguishable flame still burned in his chest, bit by bit eating away at Nan Hao's sanity.

As a waiter, he naturally understood Huo Xiuyuan's identity, not to mention that Nan Hao had heard about the other party's high-profile pursuit of his sister in Huida some time ago, but he didn't expect to hear Huo Xiuyuan's dirty mouth at this time and place .

He was so angry that the plate he was holding in his hand was slightly deformed. A small bend on the smooth and beautiful edge was not conspicuous, but it was always there to show his sense of existence.

Nan Hao, who was in a fit of anger, had thought of many ways to make Huo Xiuyuan look bad, but it turned out that his vigilance was lowered precisely because of his anger.

Murong Qiao saw Nan Hao standing there from afar, and then barely stopped his footsteps of going that way, and then hesitantly stopped at the corner of the corridor.

"Nan Hao?" She was a little surprised to see Nan Hao here.

She was originally waiting for Huo Yichen in the garden, but after not coming for a long time, she thought that there was something wrong with him, so she wanted to go along the original road to Huo Yichen's route at that time to see the situation.

Never thought of meeting unexpected people.

Murong Qiao and Nan Hao were separated by half a corridor, so he naturally heard Huo Xiuyuan's words clearly.

But before she could think about whether she should go up to say hello to Nan Hao, she saw Huo Xiuyuan coming out of the bathroom.

Murong Qiao simply took a step back, taking advantage of the corner, he only poked his head out to peek.

"Get out of the way, you're blocking my way." Huo Xiuyuan yelled at Nan Hao, who was standing aside, irritably.

But obviously Nanhao was standing on the wall, so four or five people could walk through such a spacious corridor without any problem, but Huo Xiuyuan wanted to pick on this thorn.

Nan Hao lowered his head and leaned to the side symbolically, "...Sorry."

The anger on Huo Xiuyuan's face subsided a little, and he smiled with satisfaction, walking towards the main venue of the banquet.

He has not forgotten the task that Huo Hong entrusted to him. Since Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen cannot stop him, he also needs to find a suitable marriage partner as soon as possible.

Nan Hao saw Huo Xiuyuan walking towards the banquet, an idea gradually formed in his mind and immediately walked over.

At the banquet, there were a lot of cups and cups, and the bright light from the crystal lamp made people's smiling faces even more colorful. If you didn't mention hypocrisy and just watched everyone talking and laughing, the banquet would be really lively.

"Master Huo is talented, and now he has been transferred back to the company, he has a bright future hahaha..."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

Hearing others' flattery even if it wasn't sincere made Huo Xiuyuan feel at ease.

He spoke humbly, but felt very comfortable in his heart, as if he had found the frustration of being humiliated by Huo Yichen from these people who smiled and didn't smile.

But when he turned around, he was caught off guard.

"sorry!"

The sound of apology and the aroma of the red wine came to his face together. To be more precise, the red wine spilled all over Huo Xiuyuan's body, and the scarlet wine stains were all over his shirt, which together with Huo Xiuyuan's face turned into embarrassment.

But the inner part of that apology sounded gloating, it was done on purpose, it was Nan Hao who spotted the target and bumped into Huo Xiuyuan with red wine.

It's just that he lowered his head slightly, and Huo Xiuyuan didn't pay attention to him, so naturally he didn't recognize Nan Hao as the waiter in the bathroom just now.

The tangy aroma that I once felt has also become the fuse of anger at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that many people are standing here and looking at him, Huo Xiuyuan would have liked to slap this short-eyed waiter on the face.

"Sorry." Huo Xiuyuan forced a smile on his face, and nodded to the people around him. "I'm going to tidy up."

Public places are always bad, especially on a day like today, Huo Xiuyuan also represents a part of the Huo family's image in a sense.

"Master Huo, let me take you to the room to change clothes."

Nan Hao took the initiative to lead the way.

Many guest rooms were prepared for the guests today, just a few steps away from the banquet, Nan Hao remembered clearly.

Huo Xiuyuan hurried away, especially when he felt that he was turning around to leave, those vague eyes that stretched out his hand seemed to be mocking, staring at him to leave, his face was as aggrieved as if he had swallowed something stinky.

"The bad luck is dead." Huo Xiuyuan cursed in a low voice.

First Huo Yichen, then red wine splashed on him, is everything not going well for him today?

Nan Hao didn't speak, only Huo Xiuyuan's irritable venting could be heard in the quiet corridor.

After reaching the room, Huo Xiuyuan took off his clothes and went to take a shower.

Never return to the banquet with the smell of wine.

"I'm really sorry, I'll get you a new set."

Nan Hao said words without sincerity, and even took away the clothes Huo Xiuyuan had changed, and the action of closing the door and locking it to seal it was clean and neat.

Still dare to speak ill of his sister?

Nan Hao clapped his hands like ashes, with a happy smile on his raised face, and then directly and gracefully threw Huo Xiuyuan's suit into the trash can.

It’s all rubbish, throw it away.

(end of this chapter)

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