Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Sun Qiaoran cried and shook his head.

Huo Yanzhao smiled coldly and personally dialed the number for her. Not long after, the call was connected, but a strange male voice answered the phone: Hello.

Hearing this voice, Huo Yanzhao's expression became even more determined. He said slowly: Give her brother the phone.

The other party also recognized Huo Yanzhao's voice and responded respectfully. Soon, Sun Qiaoran heard his brother's cry: Sister, what's going on? A stranger suddenly came to the house and said... Said... said you were selling... working as a young lady... Sister, is that true? Please come back. I don't want to treat illnesses or study. I would rather die! Ugh...

The boy's voice was still hoarse, and he also had a sensitive self-esteem unique to children of this age.

Knowing that his life-saving money came from the sale of his sister's body, this fact almost made him collapse!

Sun Qiaoran's face changed drastically, and she desperately grabbed the phone and shouted, No, it's not like that! Yu Ran, listen to me, that person is a liar! Sister... I will go back to see you in two days!

After saying that, she hung up the phone tremblingly, her whole body shaking like chaff.

Huo Yanzhao smiled faintly: Miss Sun, are you willing to say it now?

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Wanhe Qianfeng Garden.

Although Su Zhixi had the guts to reject He Jingyao's call, her mood did not get any better.

On the contrary... I became even more depressed.

She knew that she was being petty, that is, the legendary... work.

I really didn't expect that I would be here today, and it seemed that He Jingyao had no intention of spoiling her. After receiving the signal that she was angry, he never called her again throughout the morning.

Su Zhixi wanted to bite the corners of her quilt in depression.

When she was even more depressed, during lunch, Uncle Li answered the phone.

Master...yes, Madam is already having dinner.

Su Zhixi knew who was calling as soon as she heard it, so she poked a meatball fiercely and her ears stood up uncontrollably.

Uncle Li looked up at her and replied to He Jingyao with a smile: Yes, the young lady has a good appetite. You don't have to worry.

Su Zhixi was about to stuff the meatballs into her mouth. When she heard Uncle Li's words, she had to swallow the meatballs depressedly.

She pricked her ears, expecting Uncle Li to hand the phone to her. Unfortunately, Uncle Li hung up the phone after saying hmm.

Su Zhixi was even more depressed.

She had no choice but to take out the meatballs to vent her anger and smash them into pieces with chopsticks.

Uncle Li laughed: Young madam, don't you like this dish?

...No. Su Zhixi sighed and picked up another meatball.

Forget it, since He Jingyao thinks she is angry, let's continue to think so. Anyway... she was really angry anyway!

You have to be angry for at least twenty-four hours... Su Zhixi thought.

After lunch, Uncle Li asked her if she wanted to go out for a walk. Su Zhixi only hesitated for a second and nodded quickly: Okay!

It has been three days since she arrived in Yangdong City and she has not been anywhere except the hospital.

Li Bo smiled and said, I'll make arrangements right away.

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Su Zhixi was very tacky and like most tourists, she first ran to the famous Changning Street to take a look at the Presidential Palace.

The Presidential Palace looks like a castle from a distance, all white, and all previous presidents and their families have lived here.