"Don't call me Mr. Huo in a hypocritical manner." Huo Ziming looked at the woman coldly, "I'm so polite, thinking that I can make up for the last time. Your evil cat scratched me? Let me tell you, this matter
But it's not that easy to finish."
Ye Xiaoyu's brows frowned slightly.
Of course she knew that Huo Ziming was scratched by Situ Moli's Xiao Mi.
Because, this is her plan.
When she learned that Huo Ziming was injured, Situ Moli was at a loss and cried like a cry, and she didn't know how happy she was.
However, it is said that this matter was later settled by Situ Chenjue and Ye Huanyan, and Huo Ziming did not show any resentment towards Situ Moli, but he did not expect that he would hold such a grudge.
However, what I originally wanted him to hate was Ye Huanyan, but now the unlucky one has become herself.
It's really...it's your own fault.
She was stunned for a moment, although she still had an amiable smile on her face, but there was an undercurrent surging deep in her eyes.
Huo Ziming stared at her deeply, and took all the complicated expressions deep in her eyes.
But he didn't say anything, just turned his head blankly:
"Okay, aunty, it doesn't matter if you keep hitting butterflies here or stepping on the flowers to death.
Anyway, your Situ family has money, so it can be afforded by this school.
But please remember, don’t be too proud when you are proud, because everyone may fall to the bottom.
By then, everything you have done will be retribution on your head. God is watching it. The net of heaven is vast and unobstructed. Do you know?"
His long and timid words made Ye Xiaoyu's heart sink.
What does his words mean?
She pretended to be confused and didn't understand: "Young Master Huo..."
"I said, don't call me Mr. Huo."
"Oh, Huo Ziming, what do you mean by saying these words? Auntie doesn't understand."
Huo Ziming's handsome little face showed a cold expression for a moment:
"Don't pretend, you can fool Situ Moli but you can't cheat me. But don't worry, that's your family's business. I've never been lazy to care about other people's family's business, but I just don't get involved in what I want to do in the future.
Also, don't run to my house again.
My parents are hospitality, but I don’t like you, and I don’t like your baby stepdaughter either.
OK, let's leave here, hope you won't see you again."
As he said that, Huo Ziming leisurely put his coat on his shoulders, carried his bag, and walked outside.
The sunset stretched his shadow long, and his back had a noble but terrifying smell.
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Ye Xiaoyu stood there, his chest and heart beating.
Huo Ziming walked forward slowly, and she kept frowning, as if she was thinking about something.
Strangely, although he had only met Situ Moli's stepmother once before, he also felt that she seemed a little different today.
When she and Situ Moli came to post the invitation, he felt very good about her, and her temperament had a very friendly aura.
Although he didn't like Situ Moli much at that time, he agreed to see that his family had such a gentle and generous hostess.
Although Xiao Mi scratched herself that day, her parents said a lot of good things about the Situ family’s young grandmother.