In the face of Horan’s allegations, Huo Yunqi did not reveal a trace of movement from beginning to end, and his face was cold and cruel.

It was Lu Chaoyang, the long eyelashes shivered slightly, and finally sat down in the body, letting Huoran be heard in a car.

Her resentful anger was gradually lowered and eventually disappeared completely.

The words of the year regained to the smile of the past, but only a little more attention in the eyes.

"Mr. Huo, thank you for your understanding, but Huo Hao is your daughter. You can be so deep and profound, I am really surprised."

Huo Yunxiao seemed to be unaware of his inquisition, and asked coldly, "How is Mo Ning?"

"It's okay."

Yansi picked up his eyebrows, and the gentle smile had a diametrically opposite contrast with what he said. "Otherwise, you can't stand here."

If Moin has an accident, no one can run!

"I will see her now."

Since I knew that Moen was his daughter, Huo Yunxi’s heart did not really calm down.

The hopes of Sanfan’s several times have failed, and it has already consumed all his patience.

Yansi also knows his urgency and sinks into a long sigh. "So, she is still recuperating her body. When she is cured, I will arrange for you to meet."

He is also impatient.

Things should have a result.

Huo Yunxiao’s heart was aggrieved. When did he receive this kind of suffocation to follow other people’s meanings?

Unfortunately, Mo Ning is in the hands of the other party. For the sake of his daughter, he has to bear it.

"it is good."

"Then see you next time."

Yansi smiled and waved his hand and took the lead.

Others also returned to the car in an orderly manner. In an instant, the originally overcrowded streets suddenly became empty.

With one car after another driving away, there are only three people in the vast road.

He was about to get on the bus and suddenly took a forehead. "Damn!"

"What's wrong?" Lu Chaoyang was puzzled.

"Is that stinky boy just saying that my daughter is his woman?"

"..."

Lu Chaoyang also remembered this incident slowly.

"She has just grown up!"

Huo Yunqi had a look that was not good at all. This pull-down was longer, and a few words seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth.

"That year, it is not a good thing! No, I can't let my daughter be with that kind of man. She is my little cotton jacket, little lover, I haven't had time to be intimate and affectionate. How could it be so cheap? Other men?!"

"..."

Lu Chaoyang, who was originally in a depressed mood, heard a slap in the corner of his lips.

The father and the daughter have not yet recognized each other, he began to remember this, thinking too much.

——

The villa.

In the small black house in the east side of the flower house, Huo Ran was brought here, like a fish on a cutting board, tied to a cooking table.

The fingers of Yanyi slid over a row of shiny knives, and finally chose a thin knife like a flap.

He pointed to a blade and gave a crisp sound, then smiled. "Miss Huo Ran, how have you seen fish before?"

Huo Ran’s eyes widened in horror, and the body became paralyzed by fear.

"What do you want to do?!"

"I am a chef."

Word one did not answer her question, but raised the knife and looked at it.

Under the dim light, the bright blade flashed with a cold light, reflecting the lips of a smile.

Falling in the eyes of Huo Ran is like a smile of a demon.