Song Ci was also worried. She didn't want to be a monster. What's more, she was worried that Grandpa Huo was old and couldn't stand the trouble. She held Huo Muchen's arm and shook her head gently: "Forget it, I didn't suffer. Besides, Ye Mei has already

I’ve given up, she won’t come again.”

She doesn't know why, but she is determined.

Huo Muchen saw that the little girl was obviously very wronged, but she was still thinking about him.

Somewhat distressed.

"Stop crying, Lao Liu will laugh at you." Huo Muchen diverted her attention.

Song Ci's nose squirted out and he turned to look at Lu Ziyan.

"Are you going to laugh at me?"

Lu Ziyan couldn't get off the tiger, so he smiled awkwardly: "Third sister-in-law, there are pinch marks on your neck and the skin is broken. I'm going to get the medicine box."

Song Ci didn't say anything when he saw his figure running away.

She twisted her neck and gasped in pain.

Huo Muchen smiled, his eyes dark and deep, very sultry: "Don't move, be careful, it will be you again who gets hurt."

"I didn't perform well this time. Next time Ye Mei bullies me, I promise to beat her to the ground!" Song Ci said this, breathing evenly.

"Haha... No, there's no chance." Huo Muchen's teasing voice sounded in her ear.

Song Ci suddenly straightened his body.

After hesitating for a while, he took a deep breath, raised his head and expressed his concerns: "Mu Chen... I have something to tell you."

"Well, you say."

Song Ci stared at him and lied again.

"I saw Ye Mei and Huo...your father together last time. I suspect that Ye Mei's thoughts are not with you. I'm afraid..."

"Are you worried about Ye Mei getting involved in the Huo family's marriage?" Huo Muchen snatched her words away.

Song Ci nodded.

She was not sure about this life, but in her previous life, Ye Mei was by Huo Xishen's side and successfully rose to power.

Jing Lianxi was her mother-in-law and her mother's good friend back then, so Song Ci couldn't ignore her.

Huo Muchen's cold eyes were deep and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Song Ci raised his head cautiously: "Huo Muchen, I know there is no evidence for what I am saying now, but Ye Mei is your father's personal secretary. She must have had many close contacts. You can check it out."

Huo Muchen's stern face darkened, he lowered his eyes to see the purple scar on her neck, and carefully stroked the wound.

There were purple and blue pinch marks on her fair neck, and there were crescent marks where nails dug deep into the flesh in several places, and there were even blood streaks.

Within a few seconds, his eyes were full of evil, and he returned to his face again, saying coldly: "I believe you."

Song Ci's pupils shrank. She knew it was too early to speak, but Ye Mei had to take precautions early.

Huo Muchen suppressed the surging intrigue, looked down and saw Song Ci's vigilance and serious face. He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was calm and solemn again: "I will take care of it, little one."

Don’t worry too much.”

The little words are too simple.

He didn't want to bring Song Ci into the Huo family whirlpool.

Within a few minutes, Lu Ziyan brought back the medicine box.

Huo Muchen took out iodine and cotton swabs and asked Song Ci to look up.

Song Ci obediently raised her head and saw the man approaching her lips, applying medicine to her seriously with his eyebrows and eyes, exuding his unique charm.

Still feeling sour in her heart, she suddenly said: "Huo Muchen, have you ever liked other women before?"

The words were straightforward, but Song Ci still wanted to hear them.

Huo Muchen's movements in applying the medicine suddenly became heavier, which hurt Song Ci's wound.

"Please be gentle, it hurts~"

"It hurts, and you still talk to me?"

He pressed harder.

"Ah! Are you ready?"

"No."

"Then hurry up, I can't help it..."

"Don't discuss pleasure or displeasure with men at this time." Huo Muchen licked the tip of his tongue.

He was waiting, his eyes as sharp as a wild beast in the wilderness.

"What?"

"It's nothing." Huo Muchen threw the cotton swab into the trash can, suddenly hugged Song Ci hard, took a few deep breaths and bit her earlobe: "Do you want it to be faster? You can try it?"

"..."

Song Ci was hugged until his arms hurt, and he suddenly realized what was going on. A blush slowly appeared on his face.

Shameless.

shameless.

The wound on his neck felt cool, and Song Ci no longer hurt.

Huo Muchen let go of her and saw that she was pretending to be like an ostrich, her thin lips slowly curved, he stretched out his fingers to push her messy hair behind her ears, and gently touched her red earlobes with his fingertips, speaking in a dark voice.

Dumb: "No."

"..."

Song Ci was at a loss again.

She looked at him quietly.

His dark eyes stared deeply at her, tangled in her hair, "It's always just you."

Suddenly, Song Ci thought of something, the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc of pride, and the gleam in his eyes was more dazzling than the sun.

The room was extremely quiet.

Time passed minute by minute.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Song Ci felt relieved and thought for a moment to change the topic: "Huo Muchen, I saw that you had awarded awards for the logos of your last competition. Have you handed out the awards?"

"Sent."

Huo Muchen lost two words.

Song Ci looked deeply and asked tentatively: "Is it really true?"

"You care so much about other people's affairs?"

"No." Song Ci smiled awkwardly. She didn't tell Huo Muchen that she was an anonymous person, but she felt a little secretly happy in her heart: "I'm just worried that if you don't give people bonuses, they will complain about you."

"The M&R funds have all been invested, and the external capital turnover cannot be opened, and... I thought that with the half-million bonus as a family member, I could save a fortune." Huo Muchen snorted matter-of-factly.

Song Ci frowned.

When I came back with no response at all, he warned me: "Don't get water on the wound on your neck. Have you touched the wound on your leg?"

After Song Ci heard this, he shook his head decisively.

"No...not hurt, I'm fine."

After settling the matter, Lu Ziyan walked in and said in a joking tone: "Third brother, there is a call from the Huo family and they want to talk to you."

Huo Muchen paused, rubbed Song Ci's head, stood up, answered the phone, and walked to the balcony before answering: "Hello~"

"Huo Muchen, did Song Ci beat up Ye Mei?" Huo Xishen accused angrily.

"..."

Huo Xishen didn't hear the conversation and pointed out in an extremely irritated tone: "Ye Mei is Huo's secretary. I gave it to you to help you. Song Ci will only make trouble for you by your side. What else can he do?"

Listening to Huo Xishen's tone, Huo Muchen said calmly: "Since the Huo family doesn't like Xiao Ci, then I will take back the percentage points and dowry she brought to the Huo family on behalf of Xiao Ci."

Huo Xi was stunned and a little angry: "Huo Muchen, are you going to fight for Song Ci and the entire Huo family!"

"It's not impossible."

Huo Xishen was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

It really doesn't give any face.

"Muchen, I have always raised you as the heir to the family. Grandpa also has great expectations for you. In the end, you are the best hope for taking over the family business." Huo Xishen did not want to hold his son back because of Song Ci.

"..."

No response.

Huo Xishen felt that he was talking about stand-up comedy. It would not be easy for him to raise a son.

"So I will not allow your future to be delayed because of Song Ci." Huo Xishen gave an ultimatum, but he was worried that his son would rebel, so he deliberately softened his tone: "I can temporarily accept Song Ci, but you must not let her cause trouble again.

And what happened to you online...how do you want to explain it?"

Huo Muchen thought about the scandal. The neatly arranged black buttons on his white shirt exuded the luster of obsidian in the sun. He was full of anger, his eyes had no warmth, and even his voice was bone-chilling and cold.
Chapter completed!