Huo Muchen asked Song Ci to sit between him and Jing Lianxi.

He moved his long arms slightly to wrap around her waist, keeping Song Ci in his sight.

Everyone was quiet during the meal. Huo Muchen carefully used chopsticks to help Song Ci pick up the vegetables. He even carefully picked out the fish bones in the fish. Only when there was no mistake at all did he let Song Ci eat it with confidence.

He was so careful that everyone at the table couldn't help but look at Song Ci with a look in their eyes.

"Everyone, aren't you hungry?"

Huo Muchen leaned back lazily and said.

"Xiao Ci and I are eating, so I won't bother everyone to pay more attention to it." He smiled and said again.

"Just eat when you eat, your eyes are wandering around, and there is no writing on their faces." Huo Heng snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone immersed themselves in eating and no longer looked up.

After the meal, Huo Muchen took Song Ci to the second floor first.

Huo Heng stopped them: "I'll take the kid to the room and have a chat. You and your father can go to the study first!"

Huo Muchen's long legs paused, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Heng with sharp eyes: "Grandpa, I leave Xiao Ci to you. You must watch her well and don't let her run around and jump around."

"I understand, this girl is under my nose." Huo Heng said solemnly, and then he glanced at Song Ci.

Song Ci pursed his lips, unable to utter a single word in his throat.

"Xiao Ci, be good and go play chess with grandpa, okay?" Huo Muchen rubbed her head: "I'll go to the study to talk about things. If you feel bored, go outside with your mother for a walk. It's still noon and evening

We will stay."

He simply said and let Huo Heng take Song Ci away, while he stayed where he was, getting out of the way and quietly watching Song Ci leave with Huo Heng.

It wasn't until the "click" sound of the door was heard in his ears that Huo Muchen could no longer look away, turned around and walked towards the study on the third floor.

Huo Xishen had been waiting for him in the study for a long time, until his expression showed a trace of impatience. He couldn't help but get up and walk out. When he opened the door, he saw Huo Muchen walking towards the study at a leisurely pace, frowning.

Locked up: "Humph, you still know how to come up, do you know where the Huo family's etiquette and family skills have been learned!"

"If you don't want to, then I can leave."

Huo Muchen stood up and left without saying a word.

"Sit down! Don't you want Song Ci's dowry? I can give it to you, but you must also agree to a condition!" Huo Xishen suddenly spoke and called him.

Huo Muchen's eyes moved, and he walked slowly to the sofa, and sat down easily and naturally. With a lazy look on his eyebrows, he met Huo Xi's deep and solemn eyes: "You seem to have forgotten that my wife's dowry is made of

After being exchanged with three companies, you seem to be... not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

Huo Xi's chest shook heavily and he cleared his throat: "Those three companies... do you know how much extra money Huo has to spend every day to support the people of the three companies!"

"That's your own business." Huo Muchen raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and glanced at him, then continued calmly: "I'll come, you asked."

"You ask the old man to give Song Ci and let her enter the Huo family tree, and I will give you the dowry." Huo Xishen's eyes darkened, and even his spirit was highly tense. It seemed that talking to his son was just a business negotiation.

Neither can be taken lightly.

Huo Muchen crossed his legs and sat on the black soft sofa, with a cold and cruel aura covering his whole body. He raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile: "Are you regretting it?"

"No. The old man obviously likes Song Ci. Now it's a birthday banquet. Do you want everyone to laugh?" Huo Xi scolded coldly: "Huo Muchen, I didn't ask you to do anything, but now you are

Huo family, Song Ci is your wife, do you want you to be in the Huo family tree, but she is not?"

Huo Muchen lowered his eyes, turned the wedding ring habitually, and swept his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, brushing over the word 'Ci' with a slight chill.

He said: "I forgot to tell you that if I can't get Xiao Ci's dowry back, my name may not be in the Huo family after the birthday party."

Huo Xi was stunned and furious, grabbing the tea cup next to him and throwing it at Huo Muchen!

Bang!

The hot tea rolled down the man's white shirt!

The tea cup rolled down the man's chest directly onto the carpet. It didn't stop until the corner of the coffee table collided with a crisp sound.

Huo Xishen's eyes flashed with disbelief. According to Huo Muchen's back, he could hide behind him. Why didn't he... hide?

"You obviously can..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Huo Muchen laughed lightly: "Dad."

Huo Xishen was stunned again, and even the anger rising in his eyes was extinguished by the scalding tea.

After all, this was his son. Huo Xishen had never thought about actually taking action against Huo Muchen. Now that he heard that Huo Muchen was willing to call him "Dad", his temper was naturally not too bad, and his face was still tense.

"Now go and ask grandpa to inscribe Song Ci, and I will give you the dowry transfer letter." Huo Xishen said calmly.

"There's no rush." ​​Huo Muchen ignored the hot temperature under his shirt that burned every inch of his skin and spoke slowly: "I want to tell you that this may be the last time I call you."

Hearing this, Huo Xishen's eyes were full of anger that was rising again, and the veins on his forehead were twitching and twitching, ferocious and terrifying, and even his voice became extremely cold and stern: "Huo Muchen! You are

You are determined to leave the Huo family, aren't you?"

He just called him by his honorific title, and thought it was a change of heart, but he didn't expect...

"Whether you want to leave or not, it all depends on you." Huo Muchen opened his black eyes slightly, raised his brows, and had a lazy and unconcerned look that could make Huo Xi deeply angry!

Huo Xishen passed by his eyes, wringing his teeth, and after a long while he squeezed out the words and said: "Song Yuancheng did not send all the dowry, but only the real estate under Song Ci's name and some jewelry! But these are all

It was sent to Tang Shi after his death, and I didn't touch it, but I ordered someone to check it and found that some parts of the jewelry had been touched and there were some things missing, which I didn't know clearly."

"What else?" The corners of Huo Muchen's eyes trembled slightly, and he suppressed the killing intent in his eyes.

"The real estate includes the Tang family. These can be transferred directly to you. The left and right parts are all yours, but the Huo family has not received the other parts." Huo Xishen said and sat back at the desk, his eyes moving darkly.

The joints holding the tea cup are a little white.

"I remember that the shares of Tangcheng Company were split into two parts. One part is with you and the other part is with the Song family. This is the way out that my mother-in-law left for Xiao Ci. You don't know it, right?"

Huo Muchen bent his back slightly, raised his hand and slowly picked up the teacup on the ground, played with the teacup in his hand with his finger bones, and slowly brought it to Huo Xishen's sandalwood table. He then took the initiative to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of hot water.

With the tea rolling, he asked in a low voice: "Do you think I'm right?"
Chapter completed!