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When the promotional video for the first act of "Phoenix Snow" came out, Huo Xiao took me back to the main house.

The old man got very angry, and scolded me for doing something wrong, insisting on becoming an actor, which embarrasses him completely.

Not only scolded me, even Huo Xiao scolded me too.

This has nothing to do with Huo Xiao at all, I want to refute for Huo Xiao, he turned his back and held my hand.

He stood in front of me and apologized to the old man: "I'm sorry, Grandpa."

The old man was still angry, and he slammed his cane on the ground, "Huo Chun is young and ignorant, you, the big brother, just watch him mess around!"

"Dad," the uncle who had been silent by the side frowned, "you scold whoever made a mistake, and why are you making trouble for Huo Xiao?"

He spoke for Huo Xiao, but he didn't take me seriously in his words.

My father was also there, sitting on the sofa in silence, neither speaking nor looking at me.

"Grandpa, Dad," Huo Xiao said calmly, "I did something wrong in this matter, and I will take care of it."

"Process, hum, process."

The old man tapped his cane again, "What should I do? Who in Jinjiang doesn't know that my grandson Huo Fengyao is back, now it's all right, let's all come and see the joke."

He stared at me, "If it wasn't for the daughter of the old Feng family, I wouldn't even know this happened!"

I don't know where I lost his face, it's just inexplicable.The two of us were separated by Huo Xiao, he glared at me, and I glared at him not to be outdone.

The old man slammed the table, stood up, and pointed at me: "You, you still stare at me!"

He was panting heavily, his chest was heaving, I was really afraid that he would gasp and convulse.Uncle walked over to help him sit down, put his hand on his back to let him breathe, and he still yelled at me: "It's really inappropriate!"

"Huo Chun."

My father, who had been silent since I entered the door, suddenly said, "Apologize to your grandpa."

He said it for granted, as if I was wrong in the first place.

I stared at him blankly, the palms held by Huo Xiao were a little cold, and a layer of sticky sweat broke out.

I looked at my father and wanted to tell him that I was not wrong, why should I apologize?

But I couldn't speak when the words came to my mouth, so I could only open my mouth slightly and look at him sadly.

Huo Xiao turned around and looked at me, his reassuring eyes were lowered, and his voice was a little tired: "Xiaoxue, apologize to Grandpa."

I looked at him and stopped breathing for a moment.

When I came to the main house with him, it was a little late, and the sky was getting dark. The family servants came out and turned on the lights, and then quietly retreated.

I confronted the people in the room silently, and the chandelier above my head turned on, shaking my eyes.

My eyes were a little dry, I blinked vigorously, and lowered my head, like a big rooster that has been defeated before participating in a duel, and the feathers symbolizing pride also drooped.

"I'm sorry," I heard my voice choked up, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

The old man snorted, and when he was about to speak, I raised my tearful eyes and stared at him, "You want to hear this, don't you?"

"Impossible, I don't apologize, I'm not wrong, I don't apologize."

I blinked, and tears slid out of my eye sockets and flowed wetly onto my face.When I was crying last time, the words Huo Xiao said to me were still ringing in my ears. He was right, no one in this house would soften because of my tears, because there was no one on my side at all.

I wiped the tears off my face vigorously, and the place where my sleeve brushed was burning. I looked at the old man and said in a nasal voice that I was going back to Xining.

"Snapped!"

Huo Xiao raised his hand and slapped me, he gave me a gloomy look, "willful."

Then he stood in front of me and apologized to Mr. Huo, saying that he would definitely take me back and discipline me.

Huo Xiao's slap on me just sounded loud, but it didn't hurt, but I still yelled wronged: "How did you hit me, I did nothing wrong! Why did you hit me!"

"Nonsense! What nonsense!"

Mr. Huo's face turned pale, "Shut him upstairs for self-reflection! Don't let him out without my will!"

Huo Xiao's expression changed drastically, and he took a step forward, "Grandpa!"

Almost at the same time, the two iron towers I saw when I entered the door rushed in like bodyguards and grabbed my arms. Of course I refused to let them touch me, and I was caught up in the air by one of the bodyguards. on the shoulders.

"Young master, offended."

I struggled on his shoulder, called Huo Xiao's name, and called my father: "No, no, brother, brother, help me, dad, dad!"

It was useless, no one came to help me, the bodyguard's hands were like iron clamps, he firmly clasped me on his shoulder, sent me to the room the old man said, and forcibly confiscated my mobile phone.

When I used to watch TV dramas, I always felt that those rich ladies and young masters who were imprisoned in confinement were all sick. What's the use of beating the door and crying loudly? Crying can't solve any problems.

But when this kind of disaster happened to me, I found that there seemed to be no other way but to cry.

Tears are just catharsis, not cowardice or compromise, let alone hope.

I begged Huo Xiao to help me, but even he was indifferent.

The room had beds and looked like a guest room.

I had a terrible sore throat, and stayed by the bed for a while, then ran to the window to see if I could jump out.

The main house of the Huo family is a relatively classical old villa. The window in my room is large, and the outside is sealed with a rusty carved anti-theft window, which is covered with an unknown green plant.

Jumping out the window to escape was out of the question, and I sat back on the bed and sulked.

The part of my face where Huo Xiao hit me was still hot, I covered my face with my hands, thinking about what to do for tomorrow's rehearsal.

All the mobile phones were confiscated, and I was worried that Xia Liang would call me before I could wait, and then be picked up by the old man or someone else.

No matter who answers my call, as long as it's someone in this house, it's annoying to think about it.

There was no light in the room, and I was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, so angry that I couldn't sleep.

When it was time for dinner, someone knocked on the door to deliver food. I wanted to take the opportunity to run out, but I got up and saw that it was the iron tower bodyguard who resisted me in with a pair of iron arms, and then lay back resentfully.

The bodyguard turned on the light, closed the door, and put the dinner plate on the table beside him, "Master, eat."

I originally wanted to show my temper and go on a hunger strike, but the smell of the food was really delicious. If I get angry, I don’t want to be angry with my stomach. So I got up from the bed, went to the table with bare feet and sat down.

After wolfing down a meal, I wiped my mouth, wiped my hands with a wet paper towel, climbed onto the bed and lay down again, and covered myself with a quilt with my back to the door.

"..."

It seems that I didn't expect me to cooperate so much. The bodyguard must have endured it for a long time, and finally asked me: "Aren't you running?"

Did you, the iron-armed Astro Boy, run with me?What a fool, I don't bother to talk to him about what nonsense he is asking.

The bouncer waited for a while, got no response, packed up the dinner plate, closed the door and left.

As soon as he left, I threw myself on the door and grabbed the handle, only to find that he hadn't forgotten to lock the door.

I kicked the door and got a little annoyed.

After eating and drinking enough and having nothing to do, I walked around the room twice, and went to the bathroom to use the toilet.

Because the mobile phone was taken away, I don't know the time now, so I can only sit in a daze.

If I had known that I would be imprisoned if I came here, I wouldn't have come back with Huo Xiao even if I was killed.

Thinking of this, I am a little irritable, I don't know how the old man will deal with me, and I don't know if he will trouble Chu Yanting's studio.

This sense of powerlessness of not knowing anything and being unable to do anything was so hopeless, I glanced at the window and decided to give it a try.

It’s best to smash it open, I’ll just jump out of the window and run, if it doesn’t work, I’ll be scolded at worst.