Dressed as a female supporting role in an abusive novel, she was spoiled by the male lead

Chapter 138 The Past 2
"Uncle Huo, do you have a good relationship with my mother?" Little Song Li looked up at the other party whose eyes were full of nostalgia, and tilted his head. Those eyes, which were exactly the same as her mother's, looked at her suspiciously. For Uncle Huo's man.

Huo Shaoting knelt down, brushed her eyes with his hand, and smiled lightly: "We have a very good relationship, we used to be lovers."

"Master Huo, the young master is back." The man in the housekeeper's uniform hurried over, saw little Song Li, and showed her a smile, very kind and approachable.

He bent down slightly, and said enthusiastically: "This is the eldest lady, right? I am the housekeeper of the Huo family. Just call me Uncle Wang. You can find me if you need anything in the future."

For the person Huo Ye likes, he was born with several layers of filters, and he was happy when he saw it.

What's more, this little girl looks exquisite, innocent, beautiful and cute, who doesn't like it?

Little Song Li had a cute expression: "Hello, Uncle Wang."

"Let's go, little Ali, I'll take you to meet my son."

Huo Shaoting got up and took Xiao Song Li's hand.

The Huo family's living room is very large. The boy standing on the spiral staircase is obviously only ten years old, but he is gloomy and indifferent. Looking down from a high position, it is very difficult to get along with him with a gloomy expression.

Blind that pretty face for nothing.

He has extremely beautiful eyes, and the most beautiful gems are more than a ten-thousandth of the brilliance of these eyes. His glance seems to be looking at bugs in the mud, which makes people feel unfavorable.

Even though there was a considerable distance, little Song Li did not miss the superior indifference and disgust in his eyes.

This man is disgusting.

This thought flashed through Xiao Song Li's mind.

"Little Ali, you will live here from now on. This is your brother, Huo Siyuan." Huo Shaoting lowered his head, touched Little Song Li's head, with a gentle and loving smile, and raised his head to look at the person on the stairs, his eyes wide open. There is only indifference left.

"Come down."

There was not a single extra word, and the tone revealed an irresistible order.

Huo Siyuan sneered, the still immature boy was not at all subdued by his father's intimidation, instead of walking down, he turned around and went straight up.

"Nizi!" Huo Shaoting frowned in disgust, his eyes were full of annoyance.

Little Song Li was startled by the sudden strong and ruthless aura on his body, his shoulders shivered, and he bit his lip.

Huo Shaoting quickly restrained himself, and looked at Xiao Song Li back to his gentle, kind, tolerant and loving appearance: "Little Ali, don't be afraid, you will be the little princess of the Huo family from now on, if you don't like him, the Huo family still has Lots of boys to choose from."

Little Song Li was more intelligent than her peers, she was taken aback for a moment, "Uncle Huo, what do you mean?"

"Little Ali, let's marry into the Huo family when he grows up." Huo Shaoting tenderly looked at this face, which was almost exactly the same as his lover's, but a little more immature.

Little Song Li: "..."

Little Song Li has become the little princess of the Huo family, and her life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Luxuriously furnished rooms like a palace, gorgeous clothes, various expensive toys, delicious food, and even because she specially built a private playground in the backyard of the Huo family.

Even Huo Shaoting's only son, Huo Siyuan, the eldest son of the Huo family, did not receive such treatment.

Huo Shaoting seems to regard her as a child bride-in-law, it should be said that she is the child bride-in-law of the Huo family's nephews.This man made no secret of his purpose, to make Song Li marry his son or nephew when he grows up.

Probably mentally ill.

Little Song Li knew from the first meeting that this Uncle Huo, who seemed to treat him very well and regarded him like a jewel in his palm, was sick, and it was not serious.

Ordinary people get sick when they are sick, and the scourge is only themselves and their families.

Rich and powerful people are sick, and there is more than one scourge.

Although Huo Shaoting has only one son, he has more than a dozen nephews who are close relatives, and these nephews were all integrated into the Huo family.

There is only one purpose and purpose, to please Xiao Song Li.

Who would please little Song Li more, Huo Shaoting has made no secret of his preference for him.

Xiao Song Li looked at this group of chattering boys who were trying to curry favor with her, and there was only one thought in her mind, that Huo Shaoting was really sick.

Song Li lived smoothly in the Huo family, the only downside was that the Huo family's nephews were too noisy.

And Huo Siyuan is really annoying.

Huo Siyuan was gloomy, indifferent and withdrawn in front of outsiders, as if he had autism, and in front of her, it was as if his mouth had been smeared with poison, and he wanted to cut off his tongue when he spoke.

Little Song Li once tried to build a good relationship with him.

"Hello, brother, I'm Ali." The little girl's voice was sweet and delicate. After experiencing the death of her parents and being mistreated by her relatives, the once sunny and domineering little girl also learned to carefully please others.

As a newcomer, at first she didn't know that Huo Shaoting and Huo Siyuan, father and son, were really enemies, they hated each other.From her point of view, she is just a nominal adopted daughter who has no blood relationship. Huo Shaoting is publicly hating this son, and they are all blood relatives, subconsciously wanting to please him.

"Who's your brother, you're so ugly." Huo Siyuan's beautiful eyes swept over him, disgusted and indifferent, with contempt.

Ugly?
Xiao Song Li was stunned.

"The ugly monster with missing teeth, it's ugly when it smiles."

Little Song Li covered his mouth and stared at him angrily, "You are ugly, I hate you!"

Her teeth were knocked out in a fight with a cousin. Obviously that cousin bullied her, but the aunt beat her hard and starved her for a day.

This front tooth is the sore spot of little Song Li.

After scolding angrily, Xiao Song Li turned around and was about to run away

As if he had stabbed Huo Siyuan's sore foot, he sneered, and strode up to Xiao Song Li to stop her, without saying a word, he directly cupped her face with both hands and squeezed it softly, "Say it again, who do you hate?"

"I hate mud..." Little Song Li forcefully opened his hand, his big round and beautiful eyes were full of anger.

Huo Siyuan stared closely at her big eyes covered with mist and tears, the roiling anger inside was like the blooming roses in his garden, it was so beautiful.

While he was in a trance, Xiao Song Li broke away from his hand, and ran away quickly holding the hem of his skirt.

The skin was delicate and tender, Huo Siyuan didn't show mercy when he grabbed it, his cheeks were reddened a lot, it didn't hurt, it looked a little scary.

"Sister Ali, what happened to your face?"

"Did Huo Siyuan bully you again?"

"It's too much, I'm going to tell my uncle and let him punish him!"

The Huo family's nephew, Legion, stared at little Song Li almost all the time, saw the marks on little Song Li's face with sharp eyes, immediately yelled, and ran to complain if he was a little smarter.

Xiao Song Li hesitated to speak, the words he wanted to stop turned around in the end, and swallowed back.

In Huo Shaoting's mind, is it important that she, the adopted daughter of her first love life, or Huo Siyuan, the real son, is more important?

Just right, you can test it.

It was beyond her expectations, and within her expectations.

Huo Shaoting valued her as an adopted daughter more.

He glanced at the marks on little Song Li's face that were so pale that they could hardly be seen, comforted her a few words, and immediately turned around and ordered someone to bring Huo Siyuan over.

The thick whip fell on Huo Siyuan's body mercilessly, but after a few whips, his clothes were soaked in blood.

The boy who was whipped looked indifferent and said nothing, as if he wasn't the one who was beaten. He looked at Xiao Song Li who was rushing over, but his eyes were fierce and cruel, cold and piercing.

Little Song Li coquettishly begged for mercy, and Huo Siyuan, who was half beaten, was sent back to his room.

Before leaving, Huo Siyuan looked at little Song Li with a guilty conscience.

But it was fleeting and soon disappeared.

At night, little Song Li, who was sleeping in a daze, felt oppressed like suffocation, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a dark figure on her body, and she couldn't help screaming.

"To shut up!"

The opponent's hand was faster and blocked her mouth before she could yell.

"Hmm..." Xiao Song Li was terrified, a gust of night wind happened to come in through the half-open window, and the curtains were lifted, and the soft moonlight outside the window took the opportunity to spill in.

Xiao Song Li saw clearly the person pressing on him.

With thin shoulders and fierce eyes, he is obviously a half-grown boy, but he is full of hostility.The moonlight shone on his face, half-lit, half-asleep, half-hidden in darkness, his dark and deep eyes became more and more sinister.

"Shut up, if you dare to yell, I'll strangle you to death." The young man who will take revenge and hold revenge viciously threatened.

Little Song Li twisted and struggled desperately, stared at him, and wanted to say something.

"I'll let go now. If you dare to scream, you're going to die. Do you hear me?" Huo Siyuan covered her mouth with one hand, and slipped his other hand onto her delicate neck.

Little Song Li nodded.

Huo Siyuan let go of his hand, pinching the soft flesh on her cheek, "I was beaten today, are you happy?"

Obviously he was beaten into a blood gourd tomorrow, but now the boy looks like a normal person, except that his face is a little pale.

His thin lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his father's face, one could imagine how handsome he would be when he grew up, which would captivate thousands of young girls.

There is a little bit, but I can't admit it.

Little Song Li tried his best to make himself look more innocent and pitiful, trying to reason with him: "It was someone else who sued, Uncle Huo hit you, and you pinched my face first, so why do you bully me? Let me help you I begged Uncle Huo..."

"You don't need to beg for mercy!" The young Huo Siyuan interrupted her roughly, pinching her face with his fingers hard, the pain caused little Song Li to bark his teeth.

"Also, I just like to bully you. Who made you the old man's heart?"

Moreover, I have seen him in the most embarrassing appearance, and said he was ugly as soon as we met.

It's really disgusting.

The young Huo Siyuan pulled her cheeks left and right.

However, this little fat face is still very comfortable to pinch.

"Well...I want...to tell Uncle Huo..."

The young Huo Siyuan was full of malice, "Want to sue? Hehe, do you think the old man really loves you? That old man is a pervert. If it wasn't for him failing, he might raise you up and marry you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiao Song Li with a satisfied face and his face became ugly.

The next day, Xiao Songli went to Huo Shaoting to complain without hesitation.

"Uncle Huo, Huo Siyuan ran into my room last night to bully me."

Huo Siyuan was beaten again.

The rift between the two became deeper and deeper.

Xiao Song Li hated Huo Siyuan, and after confirming that he would not affect his identity, he avoided him.

However, Huo Siyuan bullied her like an addict, knowing that he would be punished, he still provoked her tirelessly.

How can there be such a person?
I'm so bored!
The older he got, the more Song Li hated him.

This distaste even surpassed the combined disgust value of Huo's nephew Legion and Hua Rongrong who were like buzzing flies.

Hua Rongrong is Song Li's only best friend.

Of course, the only and best is defined by Hua Rongrong herself.

When Song Li was at a relative's house, Hua Rongrong once gave her half a bowl of leftovers after she had been hungry for two days. Although it was a little outrageous, it was a delicacy for Song Li at that time.

Even though he knew that the leftovers were going to be dumped into the trash can, Song Li still tolerated Hua Rongrong's self-proclaimed good friend as her savior, going in and out of Huo's house openly, and through her getting in touch with ordinary people. circle touched.

Except for the half bowl of leftovers, the main reason is that Hua Rongrong is especially welcomed by the group of nephews who are like flies. Every time she comes, the group of nephews of the Huo family will circle around her.

Song Li breathed a sigh of relief.

So she especially welcomes Hua Rongrong to come to Huo's house to find her.

In the eyes of outsiders, Hua Rongrong and the little princess of the Huo family have a very good relationship, because Song Li doesn't like to socialize and doesn't like to go out. Outsiders want to please this adopted daughter who is loved by Huo Shaoting, the head of the Huo family. .

Hua Rongrong seems to have a strange charm, which can easily attract the love and pursuit of the opposite sex.

Compared with Song Li, the stunningly beautiful adopted daughter of the Huo family, those men are even more infatuated with the delicate and artificial beauty.

Song Li watched with cold eyes Hua Rongrong stalking the Huo family's nephew, Legion, this was the best way, as she didn't want to marry someone from the Huo family at all.

In Song Li's time, Huo Shaoting held a grand coming-of-age banquet for her at Huo's house, where countless dignitaries and celebrities gathered.

This formation and scale all revealed how favored this adopted daughter of the Huo family was.

"An adopted daughter's coming-of-age banquet is held so grandly. If I didn't know, I thought this adopted daughter was Master Huo's own daughter."

"Hehe, even if it's not his own, it's better than his own. Who doesn't know that Master Huo loves this adopted daughter far more than his own son?"

"Who will let the adopted daughter of the Huo family have a good life and a good mother? Her biological mother, but..." The person who said this purposely raised his head and looked around to make sure no one noticed him before whispering to his companion Out of that name.

The companion's eyes widened, "It's that one, so it's no wonder... Wait, didn't you hear that that one eloped with another man?" He subconsciously lowered his voice.

"No, the adopted daughter of the Huo family is the daughter of the elopement."

The companion took a deep breath, "Isn't that... Master Huo is really generous. The one who put on such a big green hat for him, this adopted daughter is the living proof. Master Huo didn't kill her, but put her Adoption, like a jewel like a treasure, treats it as one's own, it's really not like the rumors..."

Song Li stood indifferently in the corner, holding his wine glass and listening to the group of people whispering.

Her hearing power has always been better than that of ordinary people, even if the voice is lowered, it can still be heard clearly in her ears.

So Song Li has always disliked such occasions.

(End of this chapter)