The matter of Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen became the focus.
During this period of time, Huo Yichen's life at home can almost be described as 24-hour surveillance. Except for the private time, the rest is watched, and his every move must be reported to Huo Hong.
The Huo family is like a cage, which keeps Huo Yichen airtight, and even the mobile phone is restricted, cutting off the possibility of Huo Yichen's communication with the outside world.
It was difficult for Murong Qiao to get news from Huo Yichen.
She is sitting in a cafe right now, and there is a familiar person sitting across from her.
It was the housekeeper whom Huo Yichen met at the hospital last time when Huo Yichen was in a car accident, and Murong Qiao also specially met him this time.
"The young master is fine at the moment, but he has lost contact with the outside world." The butler was not in a hurry.
When Murong Qiao heard about the situation, he understood why he hadn't received a reply to his messages for several days.
She stared down at the coffee, her mind was clearly wandering. "It's not a long-term solution."
They couldn't follow Huo Hong's rhythm.
If the opponent takes the initiative, it is simply the worst situation.
"At least get out of Huo Hong's control first." She whispered.
It's hard to say anything else, but Huo Hong looked at Huo Yichen and couldn't do anything else.
"Hurry up," the housekeeper suggested, "Once the company has more time, it will inevitably be rectified."
The housekeeper is the person who is most familiar with Huo Hong, and naturally knows how vigorous and decisive Huo Hong is.
During Huo Yichen's stay at home, Huo Hong could pull out a few nails every day when he went to the company.
"Young master needs an opportunity to go out." The housekeeper shook his head.
Regarding the matter of Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen, the butler is naturally on their side.
But he is also one of the most trusted people under Huo Hong's command. During this period of time, the atmosphere at home is serious and tense, and there are many people watching outside. No matter how powerful the housekeeper is, he can't take Huo Yichen out under such circumstances. .
According to Huo Yichen's words, Huo Hong hasn't suspected the housekeeper yet, so it's more useful for him to stay by Huo Hong's side.
Murong Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Huo Hong invited my brother to Huo's house in two days."
This happens to be an opportunity.
"It's just..." Murong Qiao hesitated after finishing speaking, "I'm afraid we won't be able to get away."
This is an opportunity, but Huo Hong must be prepared.
When the time comes to discuss marriage, not only Huo Hong and Murong Chen will make the decision, but she and Huo Yichen will also be there.
How to run is a big problem.
According to Huo Hongna's personality, he wished to see the two of them receive their certificates on the spot, and it became difficult to find a reason to leave.
This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, but the housekeeper glanced at his watch, and there is not enough time today.
He got up, bowed to Murong Qiao apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Murong, I need to go back to Huo's house first."
"I will mention this matter to the young master, and we will see you another day."
The housekeeper said goodbye.
Huo Hong naturally did not set a limit on the butler's coming and going time, but naturally he would be suspicious if he was out for a long time.
The butler puts caution first, and returned to Huo's house after meeting Murong Qiao.
As soon as he came back and opened the door, he saw Huo Hong sitting in the living room.
The butler's heart skipped a beat, and he walked forward to salute calmly.
"Sorry, I didn't know you came back early..."
Huo Hong stared at him for a while, "Nothing, today's schedule has changed temporarily."
"How is home?" He asked casually.
The housekeeper replied truthfully, "Everything is normal."
The two of them used the format of one question and one answer, and the butler answered Huo Hong's many questions. They were all common things, but returning home early today still aroused the vigilance of the butler.
The housekeeper answered with his mouth, and looked at the photo album in Huo Hong's hand that he had been flipping through since he entered the door. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this was a photo album about Huo Tan.
From childhood to adulthood, even Huo Hong's rare signs of going home to play with his son are in it, allowing people to get a glimpse of Huo Hong's rare side.
But now the other person in the photo album is no longer alive, and it is already a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.
"Then who do you think is better, Huo Yichen or Huo Xiuyuan?" Huo Hong suddenly turned around.
This problem is more dangerous than before.
The housekeeper naturally thought that Huo Yichen was better, but the nostalgia in Huo Hong's eyes when he looked at the album made him have to be careful with his wording.
"In terms of ability, Master Huo Yichen is better, but in terms of ability, Huo Xiuyuan is the one who wins your favor the most."
The housekeeper wanted to say more, but Huo Hong suddenly sighed.
"If Huo Tan is still here—"
These words just fell into the ears of Huo Xiuyuan who had just returned home. When he heard Huo Hong's voice mentioning the name that terrified him, his eyebrows jumped.
But the sound of footsteps revealed his existence. Feeling Huo Hong's sudden gaze, Huo Xiuyuan bit the bullet and walked in.
"Father." He called obediently.
The last time he lost his composure in the company was seen by many people, Huo Xiuyuan knew that he was not rational at the time, and since that day he has been obediently working hard, and he has settled down a lot.
When Huo Hong saw Huo Xiuyuan, he conveniently put the photo album aside, and returned to the previous appearance in a split second.
"There is a project the day after tomorrow. You should prepare well. If you can't agree, don't come back." Huo Hong's voice became colder.
Huo Xiuyuan's eyes darkened, and he nodded in response, but he still felt unwilling.
He remembered that Huo Hong had set the day after tomorrow to invite Murong Chen to Huo's house to discuss the marriage contract. Huo Hong clearly wanted to distract himself on purpose.
He always likes to rule out all influencing factors.
What's more, Huo Hong has not yet reached the stage of dementia. He remembers what Huo Xiuyuan said before, but he has already settled down on the matter of Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao.
Then there were two footsteps on the stairs, Huo Xiuyuan looked up and saw Huo Yichen and a man he hated the most came down from above.
That person is Huo Yichen's nearest teacher, it might be more appropriate to say that it is a humanoid surveillance.
Huo Yichen had no expression on his face. He just went downstairs and stood next to Huo Hong, reporting today's study results in a cold voice, and then stopped talking.
This is the normal state recently. Seeing that the other party finally succumbed to Huo Hong's discipline, Huo Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel some vengeful pleasure in his heart.
Even if he could beat himself, he would look the same in front of Huo Hong.
"Patriarch Huo, I'm leaving first." The man said respectfully, and turned and left after getting Huo Hong's nod of approval.
The butler naturally went to see him off, so only Huo Hong, Huo Yichen and Huo Xiuyuan were left in the living room.
"Come with me to the study." Huo Hong got up.
These words were obviously addressed to Huo Yichen.
Presumably, the following conversation is not suitable for Huo Xiuyuan to be present.
Huo Xiuyuan stared at the two of them going upstairs, seeing Huo Hong eccentrically favoring Huo Yichen in front of his face, he felt even more irritable.
His hard work and curry favor for so many years can't compare to a **** that Huo Hong casually brought home.
The thoughts at this moment were churning in his heart, which made Huo Xiuyuan feel extremely uncomfortable.
And Huo Yichen seemed to be able to hear his heart, and looked back at Huo Xiuyuan, his eyes were half a smile, not a smile, as if he was mocking him, and passed by lightly.