President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

the next day.

When the agent came to the villa to pick him up, Liang Xiao was still paralyzed on the bed, dying in a trance.

Mr. Huo has recently settled in the various presidential suites, and it is rare to come back. It is reasonable to go back to deal with some company affairs that need to be interviewed.

The secretary asked three times cautiously, but Huo Lan still stayed there all night.After Liang Xiao woke up and had a chat with Mr. Liang after breakfast, he hurried out the door.

Duan Ming took a moment to come in, looking at the slowly withering Liang Xiao, he couldn't hold back his curiosity: "What happened?"

Liang Xiao's heart was ashamed: "I don't know..."

Duan Ming was puzzled: "Then what are you worried about?"

"It's just worrying if you don't know."

Liang Xiao's fragments were broken after drinking, and this time it took a particularly long time. He held his head and got a hangover headache: "President Huo refused to tell me."

It's alright for Mr. Huo to keep his mouth shut, but this time even the housekeeper kept his secrets. No matter how he asked, he insisted that Mr. Liang was very honest and didn't do anything all night.

Duan Ming comforted him: "Could it be that you are really honest this time..."

"I thought so too at first."

Liang Xiao sighed: "But I really can't convince myself that the row of little snowmen in the refrigerator was created by Mr. Huo playing with his pheromones."

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao only had some vague impressions of what happened last night, he vaguely remembered that Huo Lan said that it was going to snow, went out for a while, and came back with hangover soup.

When feeding him, he had an idea and poked Boss Huo's itchy flesh.

……

Liang Xiao is not quite sure whether Mr. Huo's voice is still a little hoarse this morning because of this. He is so worried that he is a little wilted, holding a water glass and sipping miserably: "Mr. Huo will not have a shadow. In the future I'm not allowed to drink anymore?"

Duan Ming's eyes widened: "Do you still want to drink?"

"I can't say for sure." Liang Xiao couldn't help thinking, and planned ahead, "In case when, I need to drink some wine to cheer up..."

Duan Ming watched him for a long time, took out the water glass from his hand, and put a thermos bottle in it.

Liang Xiao took a sip and was very happy: "Sweet, what kind of soup?"

"Lotus seeds and sweet-scented osmanthus soup, Mr. Huo is afraid that you will suffer from a hangover, so let me make it soothe you."

Duan Ming: "Drink it, wake up after drinking, and sleep again."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming patted him on the shoulder: "If you fall asleep, you will have everything in your dream."

Star Crown, President's Office.

It was rare for the president to be in the office, and all the ministers of Xingguan worked hard, and seized the opportunity to come here to make a work summary.

"...Considering traffic fluctuations comprehensively, monthly income has not been significantly affected."

The last report from the Operations Department was to hand in the report: "Affected by the "New Year's Eve", the year-on-year increase was steady."

"However, considering the acquisition of Longtao, the liquidity is still relatively insufficient." The Finance Department added, "In the first half of the year, all departments need to cooperate to increase revenue and reduce expenditure."

Director of the Marketing Department: "Mr. Huo has agreed to participate in variety shows and personally set an example for the company's open source."

The head of the public relations department also received the official letter, and was deeply impressed by the words "to get along with Mr. Liang day and night, eat and drink together", and was stunned when he heard the words: "Mr. Huo is not—"

"Not Mr. Huo." The head of the marketing department pressed him down, "All departments will respond positively, increase revenue and reduce expenditure, and try their best to gather sufficient liquidity for the company."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan pressed his forehead, interrupting the serious discussion of these people: "Okay."

He was in Jiangnan these days, and he didn't let go of the company's affairs. He knew most of the reports, and his estimation of the situation was basically accurate.

Huo Lan briefly memorized a few new additions, and put down his pen: "In the first half of this year, the workload of various departments will be high, thank you all."

"It's not hard." The Minister of Administration said, "We really want to swallow Long Tao."

The ministers of various departments were all single-handedly promoted by Huo Lan back then, and worked hard with him, and they were all deeply impressed by the situation back then.

Back then when Xingguan was in turmoil, Long Tao often took advantage of the fire to rob and eat meat. He did everything he could to poach artists and rob resources. Coupled with the constant black hands, Xingguan was almost cornered.

"It was really difficult at that time." The Minister of Administration said with emotion: "If it weren't for the financial support of Feiyang Pharmaceutical..."

"..." Huo Lan now has a headache when he hears the word Feiyang: "It's the past, don't need to mention it again."

"If you don't mention it, we will remember it."

The Minister of Administration said with tears in his eyes: "You said at the time, let us let it go, Feiyang is our backing."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan didn't want to listen anymore, closed the computer: "The meeting is over."

Mr. Huo has never liked to listen to praises, and every time someone mentions it, he will be thrown out mercilessly.

Several ministers recalled the past of the last battle back then, and their hearts were surging. They didn't dare to let Mr. Huo hear it, so they consciously went out to chat quietly.

The head of the secretary department left a step behind: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan nodded: "Say."

Seeing that he was prepared, the head of the secretary department breathed a sigh of relief, and handed him the documents: "Longtao gave him a letter of intent for mergers and acquisitions, and the price they offered was quite different from what we expected."

Huo Lan took it over and briefly looked at it: "It doesn't matter."

"Okay." The head of the secretary department nodded, "Then...we will continue to squeeze their living space further according to our original plan, so that they have no bargaining chips."

The head of the secretary department hesitated for a while, and asked: "Do we need to step up efforts? They still have a chance, and they may not be willing to make concessions."

"No need." Huo Lan said, "Keep your sense of proportion and watch out for them to bite back."

The head of the secretary department nodded quickly: "Okay."

Huo Lan briefly read a few reports, and seeing that he still had no intention of leaving, he raised his eyes and looked over.

The head of the secretary department was shocked by his sweep, and he didn't dare to hesitate any longer: "Mr. Huo, our capital flow here... it's better to be more cautious."

"Back then we said it was a last-ditch fight, but in fact there are still others."

Head of the Secretary Department: "This time Feiyang Pharmaceutical is still in the fourth phase of clinical trials. Regardless of success or failure this time, there will be no extra funds to support us..."

Huo Lan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead: "Don't call me Quan."

The head of the secretary department was stunned: "Huh?"

The butler reminded from the side: "It's called the pharmaceutical industry."

The head of the secretary department understood, couldn't help feeling ashamed, and deeply reflected on the length of his report: "Yes."

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." The head of the secretary department made a concise speech, "After Longtao's acquisition, funds will be needed for naturalization and revitalization, and there may be a gap."

Huo Lan: "No."

The head of the secretary department was stunned for a moment: "Why? Qian Cong—"

The head of the secretary department was about to ask where the money came from, when he suddenly realized, his heart beat a little faster, and said in a low voice, "Are you... going to rectify the separation?"

When Mr. Huo was here, Huo's subordinates actually had many subsidiaries that were pocketed, and had no turnover. Instead, they tried their best to divert funds from their own family.

The situation was critical a few years ago, and it was not easy for Huo Lan to support the Huo family out of the crisis, and he couldn't spare any time to deal with it.

Recently, the division of the family has become more and more unscrupulous, and even joined forces with Long Tao to provoke troubles. It is indeed time to rectify and liquidate.

"It has nothing to do with Xingguan." Huo Lan said quietly, "I will deal with them one by one."

The head of the secretary department was completely relieved, and nodded quickly: "Okay."

Star Crown's business has always been outstanding, and the funding problem is solved, and the rest is not a problem.The head of the secretary department put away the report and left the office in peace.

Huo Lan closed his eyes, pressed his forehead, and leaned back in the chair.

"It's your own fault."

The butler closed the door, turned back and said softly, "Don't think too much."

Huo Lan put down his hand: "I know."

"If it weren't for them..."

The housekeeper still feels uncomfortable when he thinks about it now, and he doesn't want to say more to Huo Lan, so he changed the subject: "It's fortunate that you met Mr. Liang back then."

Huo Lan opened his eyes, his expression relaxed a little.

Seeing that he was in a better mood, the housekeeper couldn't help it, and cautiously inquired: "Last night...why did you ask me to lock up the diary that was supposed to be shown to Mr. Liang?"

Huo Lan: "..."

Although the butler can help him translate, he actually wants to know in his heart: "Our pharmaceutical company has such a nice name, why can't we call it—"

Huo Lan got up without looking back, and quickly walked out of the office.

In the next few days, Mr. Huo strictly demanded that the report be streamlined, and strictly prohibited anyone from mentioning the name of Huo's pharmaceutical company.

Mr. Liang went back to the set and insisted on going to the college entrance examination question bank every day to brush up [-] questions between filming.

"Emotional."

Duan Ming helped him keep an eye on the progress of the set, and couldn't help feeling: "If you had to be so motivated, could you improve your college entrance examination scores?"

"I can't lift it anymore." Liang Xiao immersed himself in fighting with trigonometric functions, "I copied all the workbooks I could find."

Duan Ming was curious: "How much did you copy?"

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "Dozens of catties."

Duan Ming was stunned, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Liang Xiao was very serious, nodded: "Really."

The exercise books are all bought by the catty by recycling old books. It costs two cents a catty, which doesn't cost much.

The person who can talk about the questions is no longer around. I can't understand the questions and memorize them, so I can only copy them over and over again.

Xiao Liangxiao copied the exercise books back then, so he saved money and bought a calendar, and marked the day of the college entrance examination with a huge cross, so he lived day by day and counted the days.

I don't know how many pens I have used up, I dare not write consecutive characters, and I can't finish copying while crying.

Duan Ming felt sad when he heard it: "And you still want to get a score of [-]..."

Liang Xiao became angry from embarrassment, sobered up from his memory, and coldly snatched the yellow peach yogurt from the manager's hand.

"Does Mr. Liang have any plans for the evening?"

The butler just came over with Liang Xiao's lunch, and smiled and filled him with a straw: "There is a physical examination, and the doctor will come over there."

Liang Xiao came back to his senses, touched his phone and wrote a memo: "I'll go back early."

During this period of time, he made up for it carefully, and the weather was getting warmer every day. Liang Xiao felt that his health had improved a lot: "Actually, you don't need to work so hard, Mr. Huo is too nervous."

Not only the inspection, the last time he returned to the imperial capital, Huo Lan brought the chef back together, and cooperated with the nutrition team to fully regulate his body and supplement nutrition.

In order to correct Mr. Liang's problem of not being able to take care of eating when he is busy, the housekeeper will personally come and deliver it every day.

"Be more diligent." The housekeeper attaches great importance to it, "Everyone hopes that you will take good care of your health as soon as possible."

As soon as Liang Xiao was reminded by him, some images of being drunk that day popped up in his mind inexplicably, his ears became hot, and he coughed lightly to thank him.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, the housekeeper was concerned: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Liang Xiao greeted the housekeeper with a sincere expression, with a clear mind and eyesight, and severely condemned his unhealthy thoughts, "I will definitely exercise actively and cooperate with treatment."

The butler felt relieved, happily agreed, and sent a text message to the captain of the bodyguard, leaving behind the box of specially prepared protective equipment.

After Liang Xiao had dinner, thinking about the business, he couldn't help asking the housekeeper: "By the way, has Mr. Huo encountered any difficulties recently?"

Although the misunderstanding has been resolved, Mr. Huo has been reclusive in recent days. Liang Xiao came back from the play, and Huo Lan was still working in the master bedroom.

During this period of time, the filming progress was very dense, Liang Xiao copied the script for three days with a strong sense of self-management, and fell asleep for three days.

They didn't know when Mr. Huo sneaked into the side sleeper and replaced the pillow he was holding.

"It doesn't count." The housekeeper smiled and shook his head, "You don't have to worry, it's just that you have more work and haven't encountered any problems."

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "Isn't it about Xingguan?"

The butler was a little surprised and nodded: "Yes, it's the branch."

Mr. Huo said that it is necessary to prepare for Mr. Liang to accept the past step by step.The butler pondered for a while, then pulled out his chair and sat down: "When Mr. Huo was 12 years old..."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming has heard about Mr. Huo's 15-year-old in the past few days, picked up the remaining lunch boxes, and made a decisive decision: "I'll go find Xiaogong."

Liang Xiao was listening seriously, and was taken aback by him: "Bring a box of yogurt."

Duan Ming came back in a hurry, picked up a box of strawberry yogurt, and left in a hurry.

Liang Xiao barely supported the snack box, and smiled apologetically at the butler: "Don't worry...you say it."

The housekeeper poured him a cup of hot tea and nodded: "When Mr. Huo was 12 years old, the branch family applied for a large sum of money with the family on the grounds of nutrition and education expenses."

Liang Xiao vaguely guessed what was going on, frowned and said nothing.

The housekeeper deliberately reminded him, and carefully worded: "Nutrition expenses...not a single cent was spent on Mr. Huo."

Liang Xiao was not surprised, and nodded: "I can guess."

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Huo was growing up at the time, and lived outside alone, and the nanny he found for the branch family was not very competent, and he was very thin."

Liang Xiao's heart ached when he heard that, and he almost couldn't help wanting to go back and hug Huo Lan: "Let's not talk about this now."

The butler tried his best: "So thin that an omega can be knocked down with one hand..."

Liang Xiao: "..."

housekeeper:"……"

Liang Xiao pressed his forehead: "Can I go back and hug Mr. Huo now?"

Butler: "Huh?"

"I'm going for a run." Liang Xiao was so full of Huo Lan that he didn't have time to think about anything else, so he frowned, "Come back from running."

The butler was taken aback by him: "No, no, no."

The housekeeper quickly made amends: "After the division, Mr. Huo's body has improved a lot, and now he can lift you up with one hand."

Liang Xiao had already stood up, and walked halfway: "..."

"After that, the separation tasted the sweetness."

The housekeeper cautiously persuaded him to sit down, and continued to say: "Mr. doesn't like to do business, and the company is entrusted to the agent to take charge of it. During those years when the family was separated, they have been borrowing funds from Huo's under various names."

The housekeeper: "After going back and forth, the Huo family has almost been emptied."

Liang Xiao had just been poked on the sore spot by him, and sat back on his knees, his heart sank slightly after hearing it.

"But the size of the head office was still there after all."

The butler sighed: "Until... Mrs. Madam's plane crashed."

The accident happened a week before Huo Lan became an adult. Although it couldn't be human-made, but when the situation became chaotic, someone naturally started to think wildly.

Looking back now, the housekeeper still has lingering fears: "At that time, Mr. Huo was really in trouble. The company of the family is just an empty shell, and each family has its own thoughts, and they are all planning for themselves."

Liang Xiao could figure it out, and clenched his fists: "I know."

"At that time, I couldn't take care of the liquidation, so I had to get through the crisis first."

The housekeeper said, "Now I've breathed a sigh of relief... Naturally, all the accounts that should be settled must be settled."

The butler looked at Liang Xiao and smiled: "It's also because of you."

Liang Xiao was slightly startled: "What does it have to do with me?"

"It has a lot to do with you." The housekeeper said to him patiently, "It wasn't until I met you that Mr. Huo really had a home."

The former family had plots against Huo Lan. Although he gradually figured out the attitude of the husband later, he was quite lazy and slack, but at the beginning, he still had caring and greetings.

The butler still remembered that when Xiao Huo Lan, who was only a few years old, left the villa, he was held by the elders of the separated family and walked out the door step by step.

Huo Lang wouldn't be soft-hearted because of this, but how tolerant he has been to the separation these years may not be due to the extremely thin kinship back then.

Liang Xiao's heart and lungs ached from being poked by him, and he smiled wryly: "You make me want to go back now."

"No." The housekeeper quickly shook his head, "Mr. Huo will never allow us to delay your work, and we shouldn't have told you these things in the first place."

Liang Xiao also wanted to get it, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for Xiao Huo Lan who was being dragged away step by step, so he took a deep breath and let it out, and nodded.

The housekeeper probed: "You—"

Liang Xiao came back to his senses: "What?"

"What about you?" the butler asked, "How did you grow up?"

The butler was ordered to guide Mr. Liang step by step, and guided him with extreme caution, abruptly swallowing "When you were growing up, did you ever meet a young alpha who didn't have enough nutrition?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a while, then smiled: "I didn't have such ups and downs, I grew up by accident."

housekeeper:"……"

Liang Xiao was curious: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." The butler rubbed his forehead, took the serving chopsticks and helped him serve the dishes, "What you said...was very detailed."

Liang Xiao heard his strange words, thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Huo asked you to trick me?"

The butler felt guilty and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"There's nothing to say..."

Liang Xiao just felt sorry for Huo Lan once, and he didn't want Huo Lan to come back and feel sorry for him again: "I should have been able to find out all the years I was in Longtao."

Liang Xiao had just been reminded by Duan Ming of the nightmarish sprint for the college entrance examination, and it was rare to feel a little emotional. Looking back on the past: "The years in college were not bad, with student loans, and being able to meet audiences to fill the audience, and those who have MOKA can also connect to planes. photography."

Liang Xiao University is actually very nourishing. He rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "The asking price for mannequins at the Academy of Fine Arts is also very high..."

housekeeper:"?!"

"I didn't take it." Liang Xiao coughed, "At that time, I was a little tempted... They wanted to practice the body structure, so they wore too few clothes."

The butler followed the roller coaster ride in his mind, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Yes."

Liang Xiao wanted to try his best to give Huo Lan some sweets in his resume, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't find anything to say.

After all, I can't tell Mr. Huo the story of Jiang Nanye A.

It is also impossible to say which bridge hole is sheltered from the wind and which street is easy to sleep, and what technical points are needed to ensure that the wall is smooth.

"Others... that's all."

Liang Xiao went over vaguely, and smiled: "You just tell Mr. Huo that I was better than him when I was young, and someone rushed to take me back to live and take care of the food."

The housekeeper vaguely understood, and felt uncomfortable, so he didn't say any more: "Okay."

"Boss Huo these days—"

Liang Xiao looked at the housekeeper's trouble, and asked guessingly, "Are you in a bad mood?"

The butler sighed: "Yes."

Mr. Huo was not sure about Mr. Liang's reaction after he learned the truth, but he met Mr. Liang after a week of appointment on the day of the reception, and had not been able to sleep well for several nights.

The last time the housekeeper went to check, the stock of walnuts was obviously less than half than before.

Liang Xiao went in without knowing it, thinking that Huo Lan was sad because he had to deal with the division of the family by himself, and thought for a while: "I'm going to coax Mr. Huo tonight."

The housekeeper was slightly startled: "How to coax?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Liang Xiao's ears were a little hot, and he coughed, "I have a solution."

The steward drew on past experience and reminded him in a low voice: "I can't put you in a sack anymore..."

Liang Xiao waved his hand: "Don't worry."

The housekeeper was actually not at ease, seeing Liang Xiao's confident posture, hesitated for a while, packed up his things and left quietly.

……

That night, Liang Xiao spent a long time with Director Jin before returning from the play.

Director Jin was so annoyed that he asked the assistant director to find the props crew, brought a bag of things into his hand, and threw him out of the set.

Hotel master bedroom.

Huo Lang closed the computer, closed his eyes and pressed the space between his eyebrows.

Over the years, the family divisions have been intertwined. It is not easy to clean up thoroughly, but it is not impossible.

Long Tao is dead but not stiff, and sooner or later he will take action against Liang Xiao, and adding a branch to help add chaos, both of them will inevitably be hindered.

It is better to start early and remove them one by one.

"Mr. Liang's medical examination results are very good."

The butler answered the call in good time and helped him tidy up the table: "In addition to the glands, we must also take care of them carefully. With a little bit of recovery, the body will be fine after another month or two."

Huo Lan didn't speak, but listened to him read it intently, finally relaxed a little, and nodded.

Just as the butler was about to say more, Huo Lan's cell phone on the table suddenly buzzed twice.

Fenjia has been vaguely aware of the pressure these days, and often comes to cry and show weakness.Huo Lan ignored it, let the phone vibrate one after another, raised his hand to touch the small folded paper umbrella at the corner of the table, and changed the direction a little.

The butler took a look and was stunned for a moment: "It's Mr. Liang's news."

Huo Lan was slightly startled, took a look at the phone, got up suddenly, and walked quickly to the window.

It's already early spring, and the nights are still a bit cold.The cold night wind blows in, instantly awakening people a lot.

Liang Xiao was tightly wrapped, standing downstairs and waving at him vigorously.

The housekeeper remembered what happened during the day, and was vaguely worried: "Mr. Liang said—that he wants to make you happy."

Huo Lan frowned: "Who told Mr. Liang that I'm unhappy?"

The butler quickly fell silent.

"You don't have to talk about this with Mr. Liang in the future."

Huo Lan ordered in a deep voice: "Mr. Liang has worked hard enough filming the film. This film is not funded by Xingguan, and the crew is strict—"

In the middle of speaking, Huo Lan's voice suddenly paused.

Holding something in his hands, Liang Xiao drew a few extraordinarily large circles with dazzling bright colors in the dark night.

The floor is too high, in fact, it is already hard to see clearly.But the stream was shining brightly, and the sparks scattered along the night wind, reflecting the figures in the middle of the night, almost eye-catching.

"It's a kind of fireworks that children often play with."

The butler saw it, guessed what Mr. Liang was going to do, and couldn't help laughing: "It's cheap, it doesn't hurt anyone, and you can hold it in your hand...it's only going to spark like this."

The butler thought for a while: "It should be Mr. Liang from—"

...It came out of the strict crew who were going to film the little master stealing fireworks.

The housekeeper coughed, swallowed back the words in time, and quietly stood aside.

Liang Xiao took several at a time, lit them together, and swayed towards him from afar.

Huo Lan's chest heaved, he held onto the railing outside the window, and couldn't help leaning out a little.

Holding up the bright streamer, Liang Xiao tapped two dots for him, and then swung his arms to draw a large arc.

Huo Lan didn't quite understand these codes, and was worried that he would be disappointed if he didn't understand them, so he hurriedly turned around and asked the housekeeper in a low voice: "What are colons and parentheses?"

housekeeper:"……"

The housekeeper doesn't understand two circles and one point, but this time, he thinks that Mr. Huo may be thinking too much: "Mr. Liang may not have given you a password."

Huo Lan frowned: "What?"

"Look." The housekeeper pointed to show him the bright light marks that Mr. Liang had tirelessly painted in the night, "Mr. Liang is just smiling at you."

Huo Lan was startled, leaned on the window, and looked down carefully.

……

Liang Xiao was still standing on tiptoes and raised his head upwards trying to draw a smiling face. When he noticed the sound of footsteps, he quickly and skillfully explained: "I know, I know, if I stay here soon, there will be no fire hazard. After I finish this point, I will—"

Liang Xiao was picked up completely, it became natural after getting used to it, and subconsciously wrapped it around Mr. Huo proficiently: "... let's go."

Huo Lan didn't wait for the elevator, panting lightly, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his gaze was fixed on his eyes.

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, his ears were a little hot, he smiled at Huo Lan, and stuffed the last one into his hand.

Huo Lan had never tried these things before, so he took them in a daze: "What is it?"

"It should be able to fly, the kind that looks really good."

Liang Xiao grinded all afternoon from Director Jin, and in total he grinded ten yuan of fairy sticks and one of these. He coughed: "It's for you."

After all, Fairy Wand is not suitable for their domineering Mr. Huo.

At least it should be able to shine brightly in the night sky.

Liang Xiao straightened Huo Lan's collar, worried that he wouldn't dare to put it on, so he jumped down to get the lighter: "Don't be afraid, it's very fun."

Before the ten yuan sparks were released, Huo Lan's eyes fell on Liang Xiao's eyebrows reflected by the fireworks, and he raised the corner of his mouth to him, and nodded.

Liang Xiao held his hand, lit the cannon together, and stared at Mars: "One, two, three, let go—"

Huo Lan let go of his hands together with him, watching the fireworks go up to the sky with a whoosh.

Huo Lan lowered his head and asked softly, "Will it look good?"

He has also seen fireworks festivals, if it is the kind of gorgeous sparks blooming in the night sky, he should bow his head and kiss Mr. Liang.

As soon as Huo Lan closed his eyes, it was the smiling face that Liang Xiao had drawn for him, his chest was still hot, and he instinctively didn't want to miss such a rare warmth, so he hugged him tightly.

"It should have been."

Liang Xiao raised his head and muttered: "Flying a little fast..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden earth-shattering sound above their heads.

Huo Lan didn't know much about the classification of fireworks, so he raised his head subconsciously, but Liang Xiao rushed forward and covered his ears.

Two seconds later, there was an even more earth-shattering bang above his head.

Yin Yin used a telescope to stare at the housekeeper who was developing downstairs and quickly backed away, watching the window of Mr. Huo's bedroom shake, and was blown to pieces tenderly by the second kicker.