The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

What upset Huo Beixiao the most was not the involvement of the board of directors, but that Huo Jingchen, who used to rely on him for everything, was now jumping up in Huo's position, and the number of directors in the company who supported him was increasing. There are so many, there is actually some intention to catch up with Huo Beixiao.

With a "bang", Huo Beixiao shattered the teacup.

Aunt Lin, who had just passed by the door of the study, paused, exchanged glances with Xia Nuanxin who was walking towards her, and shook her head.

Today is the weekend, Charlotte City doesn't go to school, and he is playing in his room by himself.

Xia Nuanxin rolled her eyes and had an idea.She pushed open the door of Charlotte City and waved to him.

Huo Beixiao frowned as he looked at another plan rejected by the board of directors in the mailbox, his eyes were gloomy as if they were about to spew fire.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked lightly.

Huo Beixiao was furious, and shouted without raising his head: "Get lost!"

The knock on the door stopped immediately, and then, a timid voice sounded outside the door: "Uncle Huo, do you want some tea?"

Huo Beixiao paused and raised his head suddenly.

He wiped his face, stood up, walked to the door in two or three steps, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Charlotte's small arms were holding a tray with two cups and a pot of tea on it. Due to lack of strength, the tea was already shaken out.

Huo Beixiao frowned, and was about to shout at Aunt Lin.

But after thinking about it, how could Aunt Lin send Charlotte to work?

His eyes slowly fell on the door of Xia Nuanxin's room not far away, and the anxiety in his heart gradually calmed down.

"I don't go to school today, do you want to go somewhere to play?" Huo Beixiao took the tray from Charlotte, and led him into the study with the other hand.

Xia Luocheng is already a little taller than before, and now he is almost above Huo Beixiao's knees. In a year, those who are earlier will be able to go to elementary school.

He missed the time from one year old to five years old in Charlotte City, but for the rest of his time, he must stay by his side until he no longer needs it.

"Uncle Huo, I want to go fishing."

Huo Beixiao was taken aback for a moment. He thought that children of this age would prefer places like playgrounds and zoos, so he asked a little strangely: "Why do you want to go fishing? Isn't it good to go to the playground?"

Xia Luocheng shook his head and kept clamoring to go fishing. Huo Beixiao asked him why, but he didn't say anything.

Later, Huo Beixiao took Charlotte City to go fishing.

It's in the park around the movie park.

One big and one small, one small bench, one small fish, one fishing rod.

The weather in December was still a bit cold, with the cold wind blowing, even Huo Beixiao felt his cheeks go numb.

But he looked back at Charlotte City, and found that he pursed his lips and remained motionless in a sitting posture.

Huo Beixiao tried to speak: "Chenchen, are you cold?"

Xia Luocheng turned his head to look at Huo Beixiao, and shook his head, but his lips seemed trembling.

After a while, Huo Beixiao said again: "Chenchen, let's go back and eat warm noodles, shall we?"

Xia Luocheng seemed a little moved, because he swallowed slightly, but he didn't say yes or no, and focused on his fishing rod.

Huo Beixiao was helpless, he was afraid that if he stayed like this, Charlotte would catch a cold, so he took the lead to close the pole, and ran to squat beside Charlotte.

Ask kindly: "Why do you want to fish? Winter is not a good season for fishing."

Xia Luocheng's nose became hot, and a stream of crystal clear nasal fluid hung down. He didn't even have time to inhale. He turned his head to look at Huo Beixiao, and asked with burning eyes: "Mom said that fishing can make people calm. Uncle Huo, what are you doing now?" Are you calm?"

Charlotte, which is less than one meter tall, is dragging a string of transparent snot, and solemnly asks a handsome man who looks like an elite among the people, "Are you calm?" This should have been an extremely funny and funny scene, But Huo Beixiao's eyes became hot for no reason.

Involuntarily, he held Charlotte in his arms.

"Come on, let's go back to eat noodles."

In the theater, Xia Nuanxin helped Mrs. Lin cook the noodles. The stewed noodles consisted of tomatoes, eggs and sausages. It was a very simple bowl of noodles.

But as soon as Xia Luocheng saw it, he rushed up with green eyes.

Huo Beixiao yelled into the house while hanging up his and Charlotte's coats: "Snot! Charlotte's snot!"

Xia Nuanxin heard the movement, trotted out of the kitchen, and saw Xia Luocheng tiptoeing to reach the noodles on the table at a glance, she raised a hand holding chopsticks, and tapped on Xia Luocheng's hand neatly , that action seems to have been practiced hundreds of times.

Before the chopsticks touched the back of his hand, Xia Luocheng withdrew his hand quickly and ran to the bathroom dragging his nose.

Huo Beixiao entered the restaurant, and looked at Xia Nuanxin across a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

"Recently... I..." Huo Beixiao's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But Xia Nuanxin was the first to interrupt him: "Today, I'm eating scrambled eggs with tomato and ham and stewed noodles. It's Charlotte City's favorite. Can you eat it?"

With hot eyes, Huo Beixiao nodded fiercely.

Since he was a child, Wu Qian and Huo Zhengde had been away from home all year round, and what he ate most was the food cooked by Mrs. Lin.

Although Mrs. Lin always prepared delicious food for him in different ways, some of those foods could even be compared with those made by chefs in five-star hotels.But no matter how exquisite the food is, Huo Beixiao can only eat a little bit.

The combined touch of those years is not as warm as the bowl of tomato and egg stewed noodles in front of me.

For a moment, Huo Beixiao seemed to truly understand the meaning of home.

Sitting beside him were his wife and children...the whole family was having a warm lunch...at this moment, any company or Huo Jingchen seemed to be floating clouds in the sky.

After dinner, Huo Beixiao looked much better, and Xia Nuanxin dared to mention the company to him.

"Did our company embarrass you?" Xia Nuanxin said.

Huo Beixiao paused and raised his head: "Who said that?"

Xia Nuanxin smiled and said: "Who else needs to say? NuanHeart should have paid for the cost of these building materials, but in the end, it was the contract signed by your Huo family and the other party."

"So that's what happened." Huo Beixiao smiled and shook his head, stood up, and put his palms on Xia Nuanxin's slender shoulders, "We are all one family, isn't mine yours? We still have to share What about each other?"

"But..." Xia Nuanxin frowned, "If it wasn't for us, you wouldn't be blackmailed by Huo Jingchen...the board of directors also..."

Although Xia Nuanxin is not a member of the Huo Group, she is more or less aware of the current changes in the Huo Group.

She was sensitively aware that Huo Beixiao's voice in the Huo family was not as great as it was at the beginning.

And the reason for this can only be because of the building materials thing before.

Huo Beixiao smiled and shook his head. He pulled Xia Nuanxin to sit down on the sofa, looked her in the eyes and said, "Silly girl, do you think that this one thing can bring me down? Don't you forget that I am who?"

As Huo Beixiao said, he gradually moved his head closer to Xia Nuanxin.

The eyes of the two people met, coupled with the dim lights in the study, the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Xia Nuanxin was particularly sensitive to this atmosphere. As soon as she noticed it, she immediately stood up and wanted to leave, but as soon as her body moved, she felt her waist tighten.

Immediately afterwards, in a whirlwind, she was completely pressed down on the sofa by Huo Beixiao.

"What are you doing...the door is not locked..." Xia Nuanxin said nervously.

"What are you afraid of... Chenchen will knock on the door if he comes in." Panting, Huo Beixiao buried herself on the side of Xia Nuanxin's neck, kissing her neck one after another.

Xia Nuan was so uncomfortable that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Since that night five years ago, she and Huo Beixiao have never been so close.

The bodies of the two fit together, and each could clearly feel the outline of the other.

During the ups and downs of breathing, there were bursts of heat.

At first, Xia Nuanxin used her hands to push Huo Beixiao away.But when Huo Beixiao's fiery lips walked past her neck, collarbone, and came between her ears, Xia Nuanxin felt her whole body tremble, and her whole body went numb.

Her arms instantly became weak, and she lost the strength to push back.

During the prevarication, Huo Beixiao only heard Xia Nuanxin say softly: "Don't be here..."

Immediately, all his Qi and blood poured into his lower abdomen.

Almost without thinking, he hugged Xia Nuanxin, and the two of them went into the bedroom sullenly.

After a burst of ups and downs, both of them lay on the bed exhausted. Huo Beixiao got up, took out a cigarette and lit it, with one arm still around Xia Nuanxin.

Xia Nuanxin's cheeks were flushed, and she almost fell asleep.

Huo Beixiao gently pushed her: "Don't sleep, it's time for dinner later."

Xia Nuanxin was pushed awake, she turned her head in disgust, avoiding the "exhaust gas" that Huo Beixiao spewed out

Seeing this, Huo Beixiao took a deep breath, and put out the whole cigarette in the ashtray: "No more."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he lay down again holding Xia Nuanxin in his hands.

This was the first intimate contact between the two sober, and Xia Nuanxin couldn't help feeling a little shy, but as she got closer, she remembered something related.

She raised her head suddenly, looked at Huo Beixiao with burning eyes and asked: "Back... five years ago, were you really not conscious at all?"

Huo Beixiao paused for a while, before realizing that Xia Nuanxin was talking about the time he was drunk five years ago.

He frowned, with a trace of confusion between his brows.

"Actually, I vaguely think it's you... It tastes like you too... But..."

"But?" Xia Nuanxin raised her head, changed her position and rested her head on Huo Beixiao's arm, "but what?"

Huo Beixiao paused, thinking of Murong An who was lying on his bed that morning, covered in bruises.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally told Xia Nuanxin about it: "It's An An... When I woke up, it was An An who was lying beside me."

Xia Nuanxin was taken aback for a moment, but within a moment, she immediately figured out the key point.

No wonder Huo Beixiao never came to look for her, nor did he suspect who Chenchen's father was.It turned out that he had always thought that the person who slept with him that night was Murong An.