Today I ca to the Huo Family mainly to see if there’s any profit to be made.
I lost a thirty-million-dollar villa at the Huo Family yesterday, so I have to find a way to get it back from the man.
Sigh, it seems like the only breakthrough point is Hua Nuan.
Hua Nuan holds a fairly high status in the Huo Family. If I ask her, there might be a glimr of hope.
...
"Sit here."
"Hmm."
Listening to the man’s deep voice, Hua Nuan pulled at the corner of her lips and sat beside the man, her gaze falling on his handso face, her cherry lips pursed.
With Huo Zun around, the atmosphere was sowhat somber and oppressive.
Hua Nuan took the initiative to speak: "Uncle, Brother Hua Han, Sister Ruyi, what do you like to eat? Let’s have the butler prepare it later."
"No need to be so formal, Nuannuan, just have the kitchen make whatever you like to eat. Whatever you like, your uncle will like too."
Huo Zun, hearing this, curled his lips in mockery, lifted his large hand and placed it over Hua Nuan’s small hand, and asked in return, lips pursed.
"Hmm, perhaps Mr. Hua can tell , what does Little Nuannuan like to eat?"
Hua Dong: "..."
Hua Dong hadn’t expected Huo Zun to question him directly, his expression changed slightly.
He hadn’t anticipated Huo Zun would suddenly toss the question to him.
Feeling a bit awkward, Hua Dong averted his gaze unnaturally.
Hua Nuan originally thought Huo Zun was giving her a hard ti, but looking into the man’s aningful blue eyes, a slight flicker sparked in her heart.
Was Huo Zun reminding her to pay attention to the little details?
Indeed, Hua Dong didn’t know what Hua Nuan liked to eat, so he looked over at Hua Han and awkwardly said.
"Hua Han, your dad is getting old, why don’t you tell us what Nuannuan likes to eat?"
Upon hearing the man’s words, Hua Han pursed his lips and said.
"Nuannuan likes atballs, not fish balls. She likes her steak dium rare, and doesn’t like onions, lettuce, or scallions."
"As for vegetables, she prefers crown daisy."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Hearing the man carefully recount her preferences, Hua Nuan’s cherry lips curled up.
Even after six years, he still rembers.
So touching.
Deeply moved, Hua Nuan’s lips turned upwards, while next to her, Huo Zun’s blue eyes grew colder.
Hua Han’s voice was very low, but everything he said was precise, showing how attentive Hua Han was towards Hua Nuan.
Huo Zun squinted his blue eyes, his gaze falling on Hua Ruyi beside him, watching as her small hand clenched tightly, almost embedding her nails into her palm, revealing her overwhelming hatred.
Huo Zun’s lips twitched...
"Hmm, as expected of siblings, Hua Han, you really understand Little Nuannuan."
The man’s voice was extrely suggestive, and upon hearing it, Hua Han pursed his lips.
"Mr. Huo, you flatter ."
I was just trying to rescue Hua Dong from the situation.
Hua Nuan turned her lips upward and softly said, "Brother Hua Han, you always reminded not to be a picky eater, yet you still rember my eating habits from when I was young."
"Hmm."
Hua Han pursed his lips, and even though six years had passed, he knew everything about her like the back of his hand.
...
The atmosphere in the living room was sowhat somber, and Huo Zun pursed his thin lips, turning his gaze to the butler beside him, and said.
"Go prepare dinner, just as usual."
"Yes, Mr. Huo."
The butler, upon hearing the man’s words, respectfully instructed the servants beside him.
The cooking habits in the kitchen have always been based on the lady’s preferences.
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