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

Huo Shen received a call from Song Chuchen, and he came back not long after.

When Huo Shen came back, Song Chuchen was watering the sunflowers in the small flower bed in the yard.

Hearing that the servant said that Huo Shen was back, Song Chuchen immediately handed over the watering tools in his hand to Uncle Huanong, and ran back to the house by himself.

As soon as Huo Shen entered the door, he saw him in such a hurry, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "How old are you, and you're still so reckless?"

Song Chuchen knelt down and put his arms around Huo Shen's neck without saying a word, "Ah Shen, I miss you."

Song Chuchen hugged him too hard, and Huo Shen was a little out of breath. He reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, "Let go of me first."

Song Chuchen reluctantly let go of his hand and stood up straight, only to realize that Huo Shen was following the housekeeper.

"Uncle Li, why are you back?"

Butler Li glanced at him and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Young Master Song."

Song Chuchen looked at him, nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

"Let's go into the house first." Huo Shen said.

"Hey!"

Song Chuchen volunteered to help Huo Shen push the wheelchair inside.

But instead of going to the living room, he took the elevator directly to the second floor with Huo Shen.

Huo Shen didn't ask why he brought him to the second floor, and he could almost guess it in his heart.

Sure enough, after going upstairs, Song Chuchen hurriedly pushed him back to the bedroom, put his arms around his neck and kissed him at the door.

With Song Chuchen's enthusiasm, Huo Shen didn't want to pretend to be arrogant, so he reached out and pinched the back of his head, regaining the initiative and deepening the kiss.

— After the kiss, Song Chuchen panted slightly and hooked Huo Shen's wet lips with his fingers, feeling a little emotional.

Huo Shen swept over him and said, "I won't help you."

Annoyed, Song Chuchen tore his clothes and walked around the room twice, thinking to himself: Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

Seeing his stupid look, Huo Shen couldn't help but want to laugh. Fortunately, Huo Shen was worried that he would be embarrassed to meet him, so he held back his smile.

After walking around for a few laps, Song Chuchen's fiery heart gradually calmed down.

He walked back to Huo Shen's side, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him again.

Huo Shen didn't let him kiss this time, and stretched out his hand to push him, saying, "Don't make trouble, the fire will be lit again later, no one will put it out for you."

Song Chuchen sat down on the carpet, looked at him with his elbows on his knees and his chin, and said, "Huo Shenshen, why are you okay?"

Huo Shen smiled and said nothing, Song Chuchen said again, "Is it because I'm not attractive enough?"

Huo Shen ignored his question, but pointed to his hair and said, "Didn't you say to cut your hair? Why didn't you cut it?"

Song Chuchen raised his hand to touch his hair, and jumped up immediately, "Damn it! I fucking forgot!"

Huo Shen frowned and said, "Be careful with your words."

Song Chuchen touched his mouth and said obediently, "Oh."

Huo Shen said, "If you don't cut it, don't cut it."

Song Chuchen explained, "It's not that I don't want to cut it, it's because I forgot, I just want to come back to see you, I miss you so much.

Huo Shen was a little happy when he was coaxed by his words. He knew that Song Chuchen said it on purpose to make him happy, so he couldn't take it seriously.

"Huo Shenshen, I think I can't do without you, will you take me with you wherever you go in the future?"

Huo Shen raised his eyebrows, and Song Chuchen continued, "I miss you every second I leave you."

Huo Shen finally couldn't listen anymore, and said, "Don't exaggerate."

"Oh." Song Chuchen smiled, "But I didn't lie to you, I really miss you."

Huo Shen unconsciously licked his lips numb from his kiss just now, nodded, "Got it."

Song Chuchen smiled badly and said, "Ah Shen, can you tell me what I did today?"

Huo Shen was stunned for a moment, and said, "In the future, if you want to know anything, just ask me, and you don't have to make such a big circle."

"That can't be done, the love that should be expressed to you cannot be less."

"I went to the hospital. Grandpa is in the hospital."

"What happened to Grandpa?" Song Chuchen was a little surprised, "Didn't you be fine yesterday? What's going on?"

"People are fine now. The old man is old and has many physical problems. Don't worry, it's fine."

Song Chuchen thought about Huo Shen's appearance when he went out today, and couldn't help but said, "You should tell me, I'll go with you."

"You don't have something to do, don't you?"

Song Chuchen obviously disagreed, "Originally, the old man looked down on me, and now he looks down on me even more."

"Don't worry, it's alright."

"Is Yu Zhi there?"

"En." Huo Shen tasted something, and said, "It's impossible between me and Yu Zhi, if you want to be jealous, don't eat her."

After being exposed, Song Chuchen blushed a little, "Whoever said it was wrong to eat is someone like Yu Zhi, ha ha."

Huo Shen didn't like to mention Yu Zhi's name, so he didn't say anything.

Song Chuchen said, "Ah Shen, do you know why Yu Zhi returned to China?"

"why?"

"Forget it, nothing."

Song Chuchen almost said that Huo Yun's death might have something to do with Yu Zhi.

But he doesn't have any evidence now, so Huo Shen might not believe it.

Seeing that Song Chuchen hesitated to speak, Huo Shen knew that he didn't want to speak, so he didn't follow up with the question.

Had dinner in the evening.

The housekeeper answered a phone call, and then said to Huo Shen, "Second Master, the old man is going to be discharged from the hospital."

Huo Shen nodded slightly, and said, "As long as he thinks there is no problem, then go out."

The butler continued, "The old man said that he wanted to live here after he was discharged from the hospital, and he also said that... let Young Master Song come and serve him personally."

Song Chuchen, who was nominated by the old man, froze for a moment, and said, "Okay, grandson should serve grandpa."

Butler, "Second Master, what do you think?"

"Just do as he says."

"Yes, I'm going to call his old man back now."

After the housekeeper walked away, Huo Shen said to Song Chuchen, "It's right that the old man wants to live here, but if he wants to make things difficult for you, just ignore it."

Song Chuchen was not stupid, of course he knew.

"Well, don't worry, he can't bully me."

Huo Shen touched his head and said, "Well, it's okay. I'll support you."

After the two discussed the matter, the old man moved in the next day, and Yu Zhi was also there.

Song Chuchen didn't know what sorcery Yu Zhi had done to the old man to make him trust him so much.

When he first came, the old man really didn't feel sorry for Song Chuchen, but Song Chuchen was still happy and at ease.

But one day when Yu Zhi wasn't around and Huo Shen wasn't around, the old man began to enslave Song Chuchen.

First let Song Chuchen go to the kitchen to cook for him.

Song Chuchen grew up in Huo's family, and Huo's family has always treated him as a young master in terms of daily life.

Since growing up, Song Chuchen has entered the kitchen very few times.

In order to prevent the old man from hating him even more with the dark dishes he made, Song Chuchen said, "Grandpa, I don't know how to cook, what do you want to eat?"

Well, I'll let my aunt do it for you. "

Of course the old man knew he couldn't do it. The reason why he did this was to make things difficult for him.

"Aren't you going to be with Xiaoshen? You can't even cook a meal, how will you take care of him in the future?"

Song Chuchen rolled his eyes and thought, the servants all over the yard have a chef certificate, so there is no need for him, okay?

Of course you can't say this, otherwise the old man will be furious.

Song Chuchen held the attitude that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and said, "Then you keep waiting, and I will do it for you. What do you want to eat?"

The old man closed his eyes and said, "I won't make it difficult for you, just have four dishes and one soup for lunch. You can start making it now, and it should be fine before twelve o'clock."

Song Chuchen looked at his watch. It was already ten o'clock, and there were two hours left.

That's more than enough time for the servants at home, or anyone who can cook.

But Song Chuchen is like an idiot when it comes to cooking.

Even so, Song Chuchen plunged into the kitchen, looking for menus on his mobile phone, and asking the servants.

But as soon as he asked a few words, the old man called out all the servants, maybe helping Song Chuchen.

Song Chuchen had no choice but to rely on himself.

Fortunately, he is not that clumsy yet, he can actually stir-fry a plate of vegetables, but he is the only one who can fry the vegetables.

After tossing around for noon, it was almost one o'clock before Song Chuchen finished the meal.

He also specially steamed rice, but because of the wrong ratio of rice and water, the rice grains were somewhat raw.

He brought it out and put it on the dining table, looking at the oily blisters on his hands and arms, he couldn't help but bite his teeth.

He didn't care about treating the wound, turned around and went upstairs to ask the old man to come down for dinner, but as soon as he entered the old man's room, he could smell the smell of rice.

He knocked on the door and walked in. The old man had already asked the servant to bring out the leftovers.

Song Chuchen's eyes widened, a little angry, "Have you finished eating, old man?"

The old man said confidently, "If you don't check what time it is, I will wait for you to make it and I will starve to death."

There was indeed nothing wrong with the words, Song Chuchen nodded and was about to leave.

After all, the thing he made couldn't be eaten, so he simply threw it away.

He came downstairs to throw away the food, but the old man followed him and said, "Since I didn't eat it, you should eat it, don't waste food."

Song Chuchen grimaced, pulled out the chair, sat down, and ate.

He regretted it as soon as he took a bite. If he had known that the old man would do such a trick, he would have to make it taste better, otherwise he would be the one who made it difficult.

Song Chuchen swore that he would never eat the food he cooked for the second time in his life, it was so unpalatable that he wanted to die.

The old man was like a monitor, staring at him with those cloudy eyes, and said, "Don't waste it, it's all gone."

After Song Chuchen gritted his teeth and finished eating, the old man walked away very satisfied.

Song Chuchen ran into the bathroom and vomited before he could clean up the dishes.

When Huo Shen came back, it was already night.

Song Chuchen's stomach ached terribly because he ate badly. He was lying on the bed and rolling over and over again. It was very serious at first glance.