Help, Mr. Huo's little silly wife is teasing again

Hearing this sound, Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up, and he called anxiously, "Grandpa! Zhou Zhou is here!"

As soon as Mr. Huo raised his head, his heart throbbed in pain, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Zhouzhou, you, why are you so thin?"

Zhou Zhou bit his lip, looked at Lin Zhongshu fearfully, and drooped his face: "I made grandma angry."

So you put him in such a miserable state?

Huo Lao's face darkened, his cloudy eyes burst out with a cold light, and he shot towards Lin Zhongshu, an invisible aura instantly pressed hard on everyone's hearts.

The air was eerily still.

Lin Zhongshu didn't dare to take a breath, so he stood aside.

Huo Lao is the one and only character of the Huo family, or in other words, the entire imperial capital, an existence that almost no one dares to provoke.

Except for the grandson he brought up, Huo Shiyu.

Unfortunately, he is dead.

Steward Song broke the silence at the right time, and said hesitantly, "Master, look at the young master's face, isn't it a little abnormal?"

His face was flushed, and his lips were so chapped that he could faintly see bloodshot eyes.

Mr. Huo finally noticed, and hurriedly raised his hand to touch Zhouzhou's forehead, shook his hand, and shouted angrily:

"Zhouzhou has a fever, doctor, call the doctor!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at Lin Zhongshu, the deep meaning in it was self-evident.

Huo Lao was angry.

Lin Zhongshu's body trembled, and he wanted to go forward to coax Zhouzhou Bobo to like him, but he saw that he had already hugged Gu Sangsang's neck, and said softly and coquettishly, "Mommy, hug."

Only then did Mr. Huo discover Gu Sangsang's existence, and when he saw the wedding dress on her body, he frowned.

But nothing was said.

Since Zhou Zhou is clinging to her, he naturally won't disappoint the fun.

Today is the day of Huo Shiyu's funeral. Mr. Huo is the head of the family, so he has no choice but to let Butler Song lead Gu Sangsang to Zhou Zhou's room.

The Huo family's family doctor lives in the manor, and will arrive in a few minutes.

He gave Zhouzhou an injection, fed him antipyretics, and cleaned the wound on his hand.

Steward Song watched from the side, his sharp eyes sharpened.

He has no children and has always regarded Zhou Zhou as his grandson.

Ma'am this time... her heart is too ruthless.

After the family doctor finished everything, Steward Song left with him.

Before leaving, he nodded and said, "Eldest young mistress, I will arrange for someone to bring you clothes for washing later."

Gu Sangsang scratched her head and smirked: "Sangsang wants the most beautiful clothes!"

The door is closed.

Gu Sangsang breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to guard Zhouzhou by the bed.

"Mommy, why are you pretending to be a fool?"

Zhouzhou's fever has subsided a lot, and there is a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and his face is still weak.

Although he is small, he knows a lot.

I can see at a glance that Mommy is pretending to be stupid.

Gu Sangsang was dumbfounded. She wanted to save the little bun, but forgot to hide her identity.

Still, he's pretty smart.

Gu Sangsang pinched her soft face, and said seriously: "Zhouzhou, can you promise me one thing?"

"what's up?"

"Don't tell others that I'm not a fool, let's pull the hook."

Gu Sangsang stretched out her little finger, and a cold handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind, and she added: "Your father is not good either."

"it is good."

Zhouzhou replied heavily, hooked her finger, and felt a little depressed: "Daddy is dead."

Unless it is Ching Ming Festival, when offering incense and burning paper money to Daddy, I can only tell him.

Grandpa said that only then can the dead hear what people say and receive paper money.

Ugh.

In the future, he will burn more paper money for Daddy!

Huo Shiyu: ...My dear boy.

Gu Sangsang was blocked again, and no one in the Huo family seemed to know that Huo Shiyu was still alive.

"Ahem, I can't say it anyway."