Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 48 Sad and Worried

The embarrassment at this moment was so toe-snapping, Huo Qi thought he had been magnanimous all his life, and facing the silence in the room at this moment, he made an inexplicable 'goo' in his throat.

"I, I, I, I don't know this woman."

Unwilling to give up, Liang Yu took a closer look, hurriedly covering Liang Chengcheng's eyes and ears, Jiang Niannian was speechless, got up and went back to the room.

"Nian Nian, trust me." Huo Qi rubbed the back of his head with anxious hands.

The mobile phone seemed to be infected with some kind of virus, and it kept repeating those two sentences.

"Honey, I miss you so much, why don't you call me back?"

"Remember to come find me tonight~"

Huo Qi was terrified when he heard the woman's thin and sharp voice.

Huo Qi was annoyed and turned off the phone directly. The man pressed the off button with his index finger, his long eyebrows furrowed, and he was furious: "Hey, he can't turn it off!"

At this moment, the whole room was filled with that enchanting female voice.

Liang Yu watched Huo Qi grow up and knew his character very well. After she brought Liang Chengcheng back to the room, she immediately returned to the living room.

Seeing Huo Qi squatting on the balcony, holding the hammer high in his hand, when he was about to smash the phone, Liang Yu immediately stopped him in three steps.

"How can you smash the phone, what a pity, try to turn off the sound." Liang Yuxin believed that he was not foolish, so he simply grabbed the phone and fumbled with it.

Huo Qi had a bitter face, his handsome face was full of embarrassment: "Mom, I must have got the virus."

After Liang Yu turned off the voice, the enchanting and strange female voice in the room stopped.

Without the enchanting and weird female voice, Zhou Mochen's voice of holding back his laughter became prominent at once.

Huo Qi cast his sharp gaze on Zhou Mochen who was on the sofa in the living room like a sword.

The young man pursed his lips, the corners of his eyes were on par with the wild geese, and his whole face was blushing.

This guy is in a beautiful mood.

Huo Qi half-closed his black eyes, feeling that the kid's smile was not right, the man threw the phone with the sound off into Zhou Mochen's arms.

"What did you do?"

Zhou Mochen waved his hands, his blushing face hadn't faded from his smile, before he could explain, Huo Qi's black shadow had already enveloped him.

The man locked his throat directly, threatening: "Finish it."

Where is Zhou Mochen's opponent? After a brief lack of oxygen, his face turned from red to purple, and Liang Yu hurriedly persuaded him.

"Oh, Ah Qi, how could Mo Chen do such a thing?"

"He was watching TV just now after breakfast, did you make a mistake?"

"Don't be strangled, your face is purple."

Huo Qi continued to lock his throat, his voice was firm: "He is dishonest, watch me beat him to his original form."

"Dare to make small moves, I'm tired of work."

Zhou Mochen rolled his eyes from being strangled, and flung his hands back and forth. He knows how to please people, and quickly reached out to grab Liang Yu's arm, with a broken voice: "Auntie, I don't have anything—ahem!"

Huo Qi chopped Zhou Mochen's neck with a knife, Leng Zha: "Don't pretend to me!"

Zhou Mochen almost wanted to show everyone what he had eaten tonight.

The boy's eyes were red, and he looked at Liang Yu pitifully: "Auntie, help me."

"I really don't know anything..."

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Huo Qi pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, snorted coldly, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.

The next second, he stretched out his hand and pinched one of his fingers, and his voice became colder: "I'll give you another chance, if you don't do it right, I'll pick out your eyeballs."

Huo Qi wasn't just talking, as soon as he finished speaking, his index finger was already against Zhou Mochen's eye socket.

That force is enough for a normal person to panic.

Perhaps sensing the danger, Zhou Mochen shouted: "Wait, wait!"

Huo Qi stopped, Liang Yu patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Mochen, who had regained his freedom, huddled in a corner of the sofa like a frightened deer, taking a few mouthfuls of oxygen.

Then, under Huo Qi's cold gaze, he turned on the computer, quickly tapped with ten fingers, and pressed Enter.

As soon as he pressed Enter, the woman on Huo Qi's phone screen disappeared immediately.

Huo Qi raised his fist to beat him, but Liang Yu immediately stopped him.

Zhou Mochen shrank his neck to cover his face.

"Oh, don't do it, Ah Qi, he might think it's fun as a child, just fix the phone, go take a shower and go to bed."

With Liang Yu coming forward, although Huo Qi didn't do anything again, his eyes looked a little dirty.

Zhou Mochen pouted, and immediately looked away.

Huo Qi got a call from his mother, Zhou Qianru, just as soon as he lay down after taking a shower and returning to his room.

After the call was connected, there were bursts of sobbing, and Huo Qi felt uneasy: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, my son just misses you a little bit." Zhou Qianru wiped away her tears, her voice was hoarse as if she had only been crying for a while, and she said, "When are you going home? Don't always fight against your dad, he has worked very hard."

Huo Qi was silent and listened quietly.

"Three years ago, you left as soon as you said you would. Your father and I were both sad and worried. We are only your son. Do you understand?"

Huo Qi's dark eyes were dim, and he lowered his head: "Mom, you should understand me."

How can you not understand your own son?
You should all know what I want.

"Why is it that I am against my father? It is obvious that my father is against me. He is hegemonic and wants to turn me into a puppet." Huo Qi said that his father's words were a bit fierce.

Zhou Qianru sobbed softly again: "He is your father, and he won't harm you."

"Yes, he is my father, so I have to follow the path he planned. I can't have my own ideas, and I can't even be with the girl I like?"

"Son, you—" Zhou Qianru was about to speak when Huo Shengze's weak voice came from the phone.

"Don't talk so much to that rebellious son." Huo Shengze hung up the phone immediately, a little angrily: "He wants to pursue the girl he likes, let him go, it's best not to come back for the rest of his life!"

Zhou Qianru's eyes were red and swollen, she looked at her husband's pale face, and complained: "Why don't you tell your son about your illness, I know my son, he is very filial, and he will definitely come back."

Huo Shengze coughed a few times, sighed softly, stood on the balcony, raised his tired eyes and looked at the sky full of stars.

"Lung cancer is advanced, what's the point of telling him, when the time comes, I will say I am hegemony, that's all, Qianru, do you think I really did something wrong?"

"I'm just worried that if I leave, my son will encounter the same isolated and helpless situation three years ago when he takes over the Huo family."

"I can't worry about you, and I can't worry about my son." The man's tone was weak, with tears in his eyes, and he only dared to look up at the sky to keep the tears from falling.

"God is so cruel, why can't I live a few more years?"

"Husband, the doctor told you not to fluctuate too much." Zhou Qianru quickly stepped forward to hug him, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Let's treat it well and go abroad to see it. It will definitely be cured." This is Zhou Qianru's idea. Since she married Huo Shengze, she has been living a good life and has never worried about anything.

Right now, she is terrified.

"Husband, it will get better, right." She could only firmly believe.

(End of this chapter)