Second Master, your daughter-in-law has run away

Seeing that Huo Shen didn't speak, Song Chuchen couldn't help muttering in his heart, why is God so weak, he didn't cooperate at all when it was supposed to thunder and rain.

As soon as he finished muttering, he heard a bang outside, thunder and lightning exploded from the roof.

Song Chuchen immediately covered his ears and got into Huo Shen's bed, moaning, "Chenchen is scared to death, I need Huo Shen's hug."

Huo Shen stretched out his hand helplessly and hugged him into his arms, with a very shallow smile on his face.

After this day, Song Chuchen would take a shower and come to sleep every night, and Huo Shen never drove him out.

Two people seem to acquiesce to this way of life.

Although sometimes Song Chuchen couldn't help making Huo Shen angry, and Huo Shen would punish him, but everyone could see that they lived happily every day because they had each other.

If nothing happened later, maybe they would have been so happy forever.

In a blink of an eye, it was October, and he had been back to Huo's house for three months, and the weather was getting colder.

Huo Shen's legs were not good, and when it was cold, the pain in his legs intensified.

Ever since returning to Huo's house, Song Chuchen never asked Huo Shen about his leg injury, nor did he ask if his legs would be fine in the future.

According to Song Chuchen's understanding of Huo Shen, such a proud person like him must not like people asking such questions, so Song Chuchen kept these thoughts in his heart all the time.

Anyway, no matter what Huo Shen became, Song Chuchen would love him as always.

During these three months of getting along, the two people's living habits have been completely reorganized into one.

After Song Chuchen returned to Huo's house, he never worked again.

In fact, during the two years since he left, he never went out to work because he needed medical treatment.

If anything, his job was to write fiction.

Of course, these things are his own secrets, except for Lu Cheng, no one knows that he is the popular writer "Chen Shen" on the Internet.

If he doesn't go out to work, Huo Shen certainly won't dislike him, after all, Huo Shen rarely goes to the group.

On weekdays, the important documents are arranged and delivered from the group by a special person, and if there are meetings, the video conference is held at home.

Huo Shen usually doesn't go to the company unless necessary.

But Song Chuchen didn't know about it at the beginning, because Huo Shen would disappear two days a week, and he would disappear early in the morning on Monday and Wednesday.

Huo Shen disappeared, including the butler.

—At first Song Chuchen thought that Huo Shen had gone to work in the group.

Later, he vaguely inquired from the servant that Huo Shen would go to the hospital on time every week for follow-up rehabilitation training.

So Song Chuchen thought that Huo Shen went to rehabilitation training every Monday and Wednesday.

Because Huo Shen didn't take the initiative to tell him about it, Song Chuchen pretended not to know.

But it was later that Song Chuchen realized that Huo Shen's regular disappearance days every week were not just for rehabilitation training.

He was going to meet someone, someone who was very important to him.

No matter what big things happen, Huo Shen will put down and meet someone, rain or shine.

Of course, Song Chuchen didn't know all this until later.

On this day, Song Chuchen got up late.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Huo Shen fully dressed and about to go out with the housekeeper.

Song Chuchen hurried over and asked, "Are you going out?"

Huo Shen smiled at him, "Yes, I'll be back at noon, remember to have breakfast."

Song Chuchen thought about it. Today is neither Wednesday nor Monday. It should not be to see people and do rehabilitation training. He thought it was something in the group.

"Go to the group?"

The butler also smiled and answered for Huo Shen, "Go and pick up someone."

Before he had time to ask, the butler left with Huo Shen.

Song Chuchen looked out the window with doubts, and really couldn't think of who it was that Huo Shen could take the initiative to pick up.

When he turned to go to breakfast, he found that all the servants were planting fresh white roses in their hands.

Song Chuchen was allergic to white rose pollen, so he sneezed repeatedly.

When the servant heard the movement, he was concerned immediately, and said, "Young Master Song, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?"

"Who told you to put so many white roses in the room?"

The servant threw the flower in his hand in front of him and said, "Does Young Master Song also like white roses? These were just airlifted from France this morning.

Song Chuchen was choked by the pollen and sneezed several times in a row, tears streaming down his face.

He covered his nose, frowned, pointed to the white rose in the servant's hand and said, "Hurry up and get the flowers away from me!"

The servant quickly took a few steps back in fright, "Young Master Song... did I say something wrong?"

Song Chuchen rubbed his nose and said, "Who asked you to get these flowers?"

The servant said, "Second Master, Second Master is going to pick up an important person today, who prefers white roses."

Song Chuchen couldn't help but "giggled" in his heart, feeling a faint sense of discomfort.

Even the servants knew that Huo Shen was going to pick up an important person today.

"You all know?"

The servant smiled and said, "That's right, Steward Li has already told us to clean up the house today, fill the house with fresh white roses, and welcome..."

"Welcome to that important guest?" Song Chuchen interrupted directly, "Do you know who this person is?"

The servant continued, "I know, it's Mr. Hua Qi, the godson of Steward Li."

"Steward Li's godson?" Song Chuchen looked puzzled, "Why didn't I know that Steward Li had a godson?"

Only then did the servant realize that he might be talking too much, so he immediately fell silent.

Song Chuchen looked at the busy servants in the room, and those who didn't know thought it was the Chinese New Year.

It seems that during his absence for the past two years, some changes have indeed taken place in the family that he is not aware of.

"Okay, go get busy."

Song Chuchen looked at the flowers in her hand and couldn't help but sneezed, and then said to the servants in the room, "Just put these flowers on the first floor, don't go to the second floor."

As he said that, Song Chuchen went upstairs sneezing all the way, without even eating breakfast.

Song Chuchen not only lost his appetite due to shortness of breath caused by pollen allergies, but also became a little depressed.

To be honest, he felt a little uneasy about this upcoming young master Hua Qi.

It's not that Huo Shen didn't know that he was allergic to white rose pollen, but he still let servants fill every corner of the room, and the air was filled with the scent of this flower.

It seems that this person is really important to Huo Shen, so important that he doesn't seem to care much about his body in front of this.

Song Chuchen was a little sad.