After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

Xia Wan swallowed, feeling that this matter must be explained.

But just as he was about to speak, Huo Yu suddenly appeared in front of him when he said that he would prepare two sets of agreements. He was idle, free, and confident...

I don't know how much money he has prepared to be so confident?

Xia Wan held her chin, and a balance suddenly appeared in her mind.

Sitting on the left and right sides of the scale are miniature versions of themselves, but one has "Love" written on its forehead, while the other says "Marriage".

The summer night of "marriage" was obviously heavier, because he easily pressed the "love" summer night high into the air.

If the marriage agreement is indeed a lot of money...

Xia Wan bit her lip in embarrassment.

The little person in his mind flitted around, but it was only for a moment, but it was enough for the other three to confirm their own judgments.

"Oh~~" Su Tang and Fu Ling said in unison.

Especially Fu Ling, who was full of admiration: "Okay, you, isn't the scumbag engaged? Then let's get married, and pick his brother so that he will bow his head and call sister-in-law when we meet in the future."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally he gave a passionate conclusion: "Very good, you are indeed a general in our 666 dormitory, and you are ruthless enough."

Xia Wan was moved by his appreciative tone, and couldn't bear to tell the truth for a while.

"Huo Yu is not bad, more reliable than Huo Lin." Su Tang is much more stable: "And Huo Peixue also dotes on him very much, although he is not interested in the Huo family's business, but this kind of family background can't suffer much. "

As soon as this sentence was finished, the cold-faced Hades sitting next to him burst out laughing for some reason.

"What are you laughing at? Shen Xing?" Su Tang squinted.

"It's nothing." Shen Xing said, "I just saw a joke."

"Aren't you laughing at us?" Fu Ling approached them with his head down and asked.

"Never mind him." Su Tang withdrew his gaze and lowered his voice, "Let's talk about ourselves."

Xia Wan was not in the mood to pay attention to what kind of joke Shen Xing had read, he and Su Tang got closer, and asked softly, "Your aunt said this too?"

Before Su Tang advised the original owner not to get involved with the Huo family, it seemed to come from his aunt's opinion.

"That's not true, my aunt is not so gossip." Su Tang said, "It's a conclusion I came to based on experience after careful observation."

Xia Wan nodded.

According to his judgment, Su Tang's words expressed three points of view, but the three points of view were completely wrong.

Huo Lin is no joke, so Huo Yu is crazy too.

As for Huo Yu's lack of interest in the Huo family's business, that's even more of a big mistake. People's little calculations are so loud.

There is also the fact that Huo Peixue dotes on Huo Yu very much. Although it is true on the surface, today he also saw Huo Peixue spend a lot of money on Huo Yu, which is enviable, but no matter how he thinks about it, it still doesn't feel right.

Does Huo Peixue "really dote on Huo Yu", or "want others to see that he dotes on Huo Yu"?

Xia Wan is unknown.

But judging from the conversation between Huo Lin and Huo Yu last night and Huo Lin's threatening tone, things are by no means as simple as they appear on the surface.

A family of film kings, they have fooled the "Su Tangs" like crazy.

"Wanwan worked hard yesterday," Fu Ling listened with relish, and climbed out of bed in twos and twos, "Take a good rest today, and I'll buy lunch."

"Great!" Su Tang gave Fu Ling a thumbs up with an expression touched by the roommate's affection, "I want braised pork, spicy three shreds, winter melon chicken, plus a crispy cucumber and a rice, how about you? late?"

"I want braised pork." When Xia Wan heard the braised pork, his attention was immediately attracted, "and..."

"No," Su Tang interrupted him, "You have to eat something light."

Xia Wan: ...

No, this matter still needs to be explained clearly.

"That's it..." Xia Wan slightly raised her voice.

There was silence in the dormitory, and the three pairs of eyes fixed on him again.

Xia Wan showed a warm smile like spring: "I'm not married."

"Oh~" Fu Ling was the first to react, making an expression of 'I understand everything', "Not married, you are not married."

"Yes," Su Tang continued, "You just went to Huo Yu's house to spend the night."

Yes, that's right.

Xia Wan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, Su Tang's face became serious: "Then you have to eat light food."

Xia Wan: ...

All right, let's eat.

"Hmm~" Fu Ling hesitated for a while, and finally asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, "Wan Wan, is that... good?"

Huo Yu had just come out of the covered bridge when Xia Wan's side was about to make a fuss.

There were several missed calls on the screen, most of them from Huo Peixue and his secretary.

Huo Yu looked at the group of numbers, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth. After a long time, he tapped his fingertips on the screen.

"Xiaoyu," Huo Peixue's voice was filled with kindness when the phone was connected, "Did you go to the gallery again today?"

Covered Bridge is a gallery, and Huo Yu has loved going there since he was a child.

However, although the covered bridge is still called the covered bridge, the description is quite different from before.

Since its acquisition a few years ago, Covered Bridge has developed from a small unknown gallery to a well-known chain gallery all over the world.

Not only that, but it has also become the main excavator and contracting party for emerging painters around the world.

In addition, the business involves the acquisition of ancient artworks, exhibitions and other projects, and the people behind it can be described as unfathomable.

It's just that so far, no one knows who the other party is.

"Yeah." Huo Yu responded indifferently, "It's a trivial matter that uncle has to worry about and worry about."

He just gave Huo Lin a blow yesterday, and Huo Peixue immediately returned it.

"Uncle is very happy that you love art so much." Huo Peixue said, "But since you are back, you should come home."

"Yes." Huo Yu responded lightly, "Go to the hospital to see grandpa tonight, and tomorrow I will visit you and aunt."

"Okay." Huo Peixue said, then hung up the phone.

Huo Yu laughed, lazily put the phone away, then leaned into the driver's seat and lit a cigarette.

In the misty smoke, the phone rang again.

"I just called you," Shen Yan's voice came over, "Why didn't you answer?"

"Just now in the gallery." Huo Yu said.

"Oh." Shen Yan paused, and tentatively asked, "How were you and Xia Wan last night?"

"What happened?" Huo Yu asked.

"If nothing happened, how could that kid be so bold?" Shen Yan clicked his tongue, "I have an eyeliner in the Academy of Fine Arts."

"What's wrong with him?" Huo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and while listening to Shen Yan's nagging, he re-tuned the video that Shen Yan sent to him when he was abroad.

The video was taken by Shen Yan as a joke when Xia Wan attended the banquet with Huo Lin.

The child was neatly dressed next to Huo Lin's side, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Everyone else was sitting in a stable position, but he stood up together for a while, either pouring wine for Huo Lin or lighting cigarettes for Huo Lin. Dare to resist one or two...

The video does not turn on the sound, like a silent film, it looks even more depressing.

Through the thin smoke, Huo Yu focused on Xia Wan's slightly pale face in the video.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like the kid he knew.

"He doesn't know how majestic he is today," Shen Yan said, "Humiliated Zhou Shui outside the school gate, and I wouldn't believe it wasn't because of your power."

"Oh? If I don't give him my power, who will he fight for?" Huo Yu's mouth hooked up, and the unhappiness Huo Peixue had brought was also washed away by Xia Wan, the little wild cat.

He raised his hand and squeezed out half of the cigarette between his fingers, and there was a faint smile in his voice, "There will be more in the future, please light it up."

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Give everything to my wife, including myself & 666 dormitory has three recipients

I’m going to the hospital tomorrow, I may not be able to update it, I’ll report it first, you don’t have to wait