Must marry: Mr. Huo has been in love for a long time

According to Mr. Huo's reaction, Huo Zexuan could almost calm down that the matter he mentioned had already made Mr. Huo suspicious.

This is exactly what he wants to achieve, to destroy Huo Yiran's trust in Mr. Huo's heart step by step.

In the next step, Huo Zexuan called Qiao Zimo. The plan this time was revealed by Qiao Zimo.

Sure enough, this method worked.

Huo Zexuan said very satisfied: "It seems that the old man has become suspicious. At this time, if we just push one more step, we can achieve our goal."

Qiao Zimo sneered: "I really don't know what Huo Yiran should do then."

The two of them imagined that scene at the same time, and couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts.

After a while, Huo Zexuan asked again: "What are you going to do next?"

Qiao Zimo laughed and said his plan: "As you wish, I will promote this matter next."

Huo Zexuan laughed lowly, "Then I wish you success in advance." He hung up the phone and walked to the dispatched city outside the French window very comfortably, and soon the Huo family really belonged to him.

Huo Zexuan's brows were full of pride.

And after Qiao Zimo hung up the phone, he remembered to look at the business card in his hand. The business card on it belonged to Mr. Huo. After so many years, he had never wanted to face it since he returned to China, but now he had to do something about it.

He must not make Huo Yiran feel better.

Qiao Zimo's eyes were heavy, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number above, and the call came quickly: "This is the assistant to the chairman of the Huo Group. Who are you and what's the matter?"

"I'm Qiao Zimo. I have something to talk to the chairman of your Huo Group. Please tell him."

The assistant was surprised when he heard his name, and replied with a random smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."

The assistant suspended the call first, and then went to knock on the door of the office, just wondering if Mr. Qiao didn't have Chairman Huo's call?Why does it have to be transferred by the office?

It's just that he didn't think about it anymore if he couldn't figure it out.

Mr. Huo was also very surprised when he received the news, especially when he heard Huo Zexuan mentioning that matter just now, he felt a little skeptical. In addition, Qiao Zimo came to him at this time. Mr. Huo had an intuition that it must be about Huo Zexuan. The matter of Yiran's biological mother.

Mr. Huo is not that kind of pedantic person. Now that the matter has come to this point, he definitely wants to figure it out.

"Zi Mo? What do you want from me?" Mr. Huo asked very kindly.

Qiao Zimo smiled lowly: "The old man is really polite. Why did I seek you? I think you should have guessed it. How about we find a place to talk about my mother?"

Mr. Huo was terrified when he heard the title "mother", and his doubts were deepened again. Mr. Huo took a deep breath without knowing the trace, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me a location."

Qiao Zimoyue's location is not considered remote. If there are newcomers, they will be able to find it here.

When Mr. Huo came, Qiao Zimo was already waiting quietly inside. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiao Zimo deliberately turned his right side of the face to Mr. Huo, and was very satisfied to hear the other party's slight gasp.

Because he knew that his right face was particularly like his mother, which was the best proof.

Mr. Huo walked over slowly, with unprecedented complexity on his face: "You look a lot like..."

"Like my mother?" Qiao Zimo smiled slightly, "Isn't there a folk saying that sons are like mothers and daughters are like fathers. My appearance should really correspond to this saying."

Mr. Huo was in a daze and didn't speak.

Qiao Zimo shrugged and didn't seem embarrassed by the situation: "I've heard my mother mention you before, and she never hides these things from me."

"My mother went abroad after she divorced you, and that's when he gave birth to me."

In fact, Mr. Huo was always suspicious when he came here. He had noticed it before, but he was old and didn't have that much thought, and these things didn't have much to do with him, so basically he didn't pay much attention to them. He just faced them directly now. He couldn't help thinking about this matter on the road, what is the relationship between Qiao Zimo and Huo Yiran and his mother?
It's just that after hearing the answer now, he was extremely surprised.

"You are……?"

Qiao Zimo laughed at himself, "You should be able to guess who I am. I don't believe in such things myself. I remember coming to you. I just want to see you. There is no other meaning. I don't intend to recognize you."

Mr. Huo was a little skeptical at first and couldn't help but believe it after hearing his words.

Qiao Zimo took her expression into his eyes calmly, bent his lips, and then said: "Uncle Huo, I told you this today because I don't want you to be used by some people. That's all I have to say, goodbye .”

Qiao Zimo knew that the more he said about this matter, the more wrong it would be, and it would attract suspicion. It is better to leave quickly, so that the other party can guess more in the past.

In the private room, Mr. Huo slowly stood up and left after a long time.

They didn't talk for too long, but Mr. Huo was very confused by this matter, so when he returned to Huo's house, he was in a state of panic.

At this time, Song Anci had received the news from Huo Zexuan, and she was excited, but if this matter could bring Huo Yiran down, the Huo family would belong to their mother and son.

Song Anci's face was very gentle, and he greeted Mr. Huo: "Mr. Huo, you don't seem to be in a good mood today?"

Mr. Huo was stunned for a while, and his tone told everything that happened before.

Song Anci immediately covered her lips in surprise, and blurted out: "No wonder Yiran doesn't look like you, and her temper is also..." Afterwards, as if she had slipped her words, she stopped talking.

However, Mr. Huo seemed to have heard some heavy news, "Do you think Yiran is not like me?"

"...It doesn't look like it." Song Anci reluctantly said this sentence, hesitating.

Mr. Huo was completely suspicious now, whether this Huo Yiran was from his family's blood, and the time Qiao Zimo told earlier was indeed the same as the situation back then, so who was Huo Yiran?Has he raised someone else's son for so many years?
Song Anci looked at his expression carefully, and his heart jumped with joy.

At the same time, Huo Yiran's cell phone received a message. Lu Chaonuan handed the phone to Huo Yiran after seeing it: "Are there any messages? Do you want to see it?"

Huo Yiran was processing the documents, and replied without raising his head: "Look."

Lu Chaonuan casually turned on the phone screen but found such a shocking thing, his face became too big, Huo Yiran felt strange and walked over, but after seeing the text clearly, his face was indifferent.