After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

The aunt has left, and the food on the table is still warm.

The two ate together, and Xia Wan rushed to wash the dishes.

He is much more proficient now, and he looks good when he does housework, so Huo Yu doesn't argue with him.

When he came out after washing the dishes, Huo Yu had already gone upstairs, and Xia Wan was sitting on the sofa, reading a book and eating snacks.

When he saw the snack rack in the kitchen for the first time, he once complained that Huo Yu's temperament actually loves snacks.

But now he knows that Huo Yu really doesn't like snacks.

But for some reason, the aunt insisted on preparing it for him, and it turned out to be cheaper for Xia Wan.

After reading a few pages of the book, the doorbell rang.

Xia Wan walked to the door in her slippers, walked close to the cat's eyes and saw Shen Yan's face.

"Little... little sister-in-law." Shen Yan hasn't gotten used to the fact that Huo Yu is really married, especially the other party is Xia Wan.

Like most people, in Shen Yan's eyes, Xia Wan is not good enough for Huo Yu.

Not to mention anything else, only one family background, Xia Wan can't touch Huo Yu's edge.

Not to mention that he has been with Huo Lin for a while, this feeling is even more subtle.

"Hello." Xia Wan smiled politely at him, then glanced towards the stairs, "Huo Yu is upstairs."

"I'll go up and look for him." Shen Yan said hastily.

Xia Wan nodded and returned to the sofa to read a book.

If he guessed correctly, Huo Yu should be in the study on the third floor right now.

Except for the day Huo Yu took him to familiarize himself with the house the day he first moved in, Xia Wan never went up to the third floor.

After all, Huo Yu is very wary, and his identity is too sensitive.

Although the original book did not specify Huo Yu's source of income, Xia Wan also knew that he must have his own business behind him.

Otherwise, with only the Huo family's pocket money, what qualifications does he have to fight Huo Pei to the end?

For these, if Huo Yu didn't take the initiative to let him know, Xia Wan felt that it would be better to keep a respectful distance.

While reading a book, Xia Wan was holding a pen to write and draw on it, and her toes were also curled up. Just as he was sinking into it, his phone rang.

The name on the phone screen surprised Xia Wan, it was Xia Yang's mother, Zhao Chengfang.

This woman has never given the original owner a good face, and she is the culprit who indulged her sister Zhao Chengjiao's son Zhang Hao to molest the original owner.

Xia Wan frowned, but still picked it up.

"Auntie." He called out.

"Wan Wan," Zhao Chengfang smiled uncharacteristically, "Do you have no class tomorrow morning?"

Xia Wan did not have class tomorrow morning, so he let out a "huh".

"Your father is not in good health. Tomorrow I will cook a soup myself and go over to see him," Zhao Chengfang said, "Let my aunt cook some big dishes. If you don't have classes, you can come home to eat. What good can the school cafeteria do?" food?"

Xia Wan pursed her lips.

He didn't like people from the Xia family to contact Xia Chengzhang again, especially after Xia Yang threatened him with Xia Chengzhang's illness, which made him fully realize that people from the Xia family were a little bit colder than a cold poisonous snake.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

At this time, Zhao Chengfang went to visit Xia Chengzhang. Unless he had ulterior motives, he couldn't find any other reason.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and muffled conversations.

Xia Wan didn't think any more, it wasn't because he was greedy for the stutter, but because he was worried that Xia Chengzhang would be alone with those people.

Moreover, Huo Yu's place was not too far from his home, so it was very convenient to go there.

"Okay," he said, "I'll be back tomorrow."

The footsteps on the stairs paused, Xia Wan turned her head to meet Huo Yu's eyes, and Shen Yan followed behind him.

Xia Wan smiled, put away the book, and prepared to go upstairs to bed.

"Wanwan," Huo Yu called him, "Wait for me to go upstairs together."

"Heh..." Shen Yan touched his nose with his hand, and smiled meaningfully, "Then I'll go back first, so I won't delay your business."

"Go." Huo Yu said lightly.

After the door was closed, Huo Yu came to Xia Wan's side and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Go home." Xia Wan said, "Just now Xia Yang's mother said that she was going to see my father tomorrow, so I was a little worried."

Huo Yu had never met Xia Chengzhang, and Xia Wan had never mentioned Xia Chengzhang's situation to him.

In his impression, the other party should be the most capable age right now.

"Why is your father so worried about such a big living person?" He asked, "She told you to go back. I don't know what kind of bad idea you have."

"Maybe something good will happen?" When they said this, they had just reached the second floor, Xia Wan turned around, walked backwards, raised her face and gave Huo Yu a mischievous smile, "Maybe she will take the money humiliate me?"

"If that's the case," he tilted his head and leaned against his bedroom door, pretending to be imagining the future, "then I don't mind letting her humiliate her a few more times."

It's obviously a bad thing, but Xia Wan said it very briskly.

However, Huo Yu didn't laugh this time.

Xia Wan wrinkled her nose, turned and opened the door: "Good night, young master."

The next moment, a jade-like hand pressed against his door, preventing him from closing the door.

Xia Wan raised her face in surprise in the gap left.

Through the crack of the door, Huo Yu's voice sounded very low: "I heard that Zhao Chengfang has been playing cards with Huo Lin's mother recently, and lost a lot of money to her, and Huo Lin's project gave Xia Yang a little corner .”

Xia Wan realized that the reason why Zhao Chengfang came to this move was probably to speak out for the Huo family.

"I see," he said.

Huo Yu's gaze was hidden in the dark, very deep and deep, and after a while he said, "Good night."

Huo Yu's bed is big and soft, much more comfortable than Xia Wan's own home and school.

From electronic products to toothpaste and toothbrush in the room, Huo Yu prepared everything for him. There was also a treadmill by the window. If Xia Wan wanted to, he could watch the scenery outside the window while running.

Xia Wan is not a mindful person, except for the first night where she didn't feel comfortable sleeping here, the rest of the time she sleeps darkly until dawn.

When I went downstairs in the early morning, my aunt had already prepared breakfast and cleaned up, and was about to leave.

"Aunt Qin," Huo Yu's voice came from a distance, very soft, but somehow warm, "Let's have breakfast together."

Xia Wan paused on the stairs, bent slightly to look down.

Huo Yu was standing sideways at the door of the kitchen, wearing a pair of black jeans on his legs. From this angle, his legs were even more slender and straight

Huo Yu is quite human, Xia Wan couldn't help but think.

"No," Aunt Qin wiped her hands and said with a smile, "The old man has cooked dinner."

Huo Yu was no longer polite, but handed the package to Auntie.

"Yo." Auntie smiled, "Young Master, thank you again."

"Morning, Aunt Qin." Xia Wan ran downstairs.

"Mr. Xiao is also up." Aunt Qin smiled, "Hurry up and eat, it will get cold later."

"Thank you, Aunt Qin." Xia Wan said sweetly.

Aunt Qin's cooking skills are very good, and the dishes are also scientifically and healthily matched. There are four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, and a plate of nut preserves and a plate of fruit.

However, most of the candied nuts and fruits went into Xia Wan's stomach, and Huo Yu rarely moved.

During half a month of living here, Xia Wan discovered many violations.

For example, Huo Yu is indifferent to everyone, but respects Aunt Qin very much.

For another example, Huo Yu seems to have no interest in candied nuts, but Aunt Qin prepares every meal,

Including the snack rack in the kitchen, the same is true.

While Huo Yu was washing his hands, Xia Wan was already pinching and biting the pecan nuts.

He seems to like this kind of crispy and fragrant one very much, and he will eat less pistachio nuts that are harder.

Huo Yu tapped the table lightly with his finger: "Eat alone?"

Xia Wan raised her face, with bits of nuts on the corner of her mouth: "You don't want to eat it."

"Who says I won't eat it?" Huo Yu gave him a flat look, squeezed a big almond and threw it into his mouth.

"Hey, Huo Yu," Xia Wan and Huo Yu have been together for a long time, and the names are becoming more and more fluent, "Is Aunt Qin your relative?"

Huo Yu was puzzled: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Xia Wan picked up the chopsticks and smeared the tip of the liver, salty, sweet and delicious: "Because she loves you very much, she is not like an ordinary aunt."

"You've only been here for a few days, and you can tell that others love me?" Huo Yu asked with a half-smile.

"He prepares nuts and fruit plates for you, and also prepares snacks for you." Xia Wan has a reason.

"Just because of this?" Huo Yu looked at him, as if a little funny, and then said, "Just know how to eat."

Xia Wan didn't want to talk to Huo Yu anymore, he lowered his eyes and ate with puffed cheeks.

After a while, Huo Yu suddenly said softly: "In the past, Aunt Qin took care of my parents."

Xia Wan raised her eyes and even slowed down her chewing speed.

He pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask."

"It's nothing." Huo Yu's expression was very calm. He was quiet for a while, as if he was recalling the past, "It's been a long time, so long that I can't remember many things clearly."

When Huo Peifeng and Yanwei had an accident, Huo Yu was only five years old and was in the middle class of kindergarten.

After they went out that day, when they met again, there were two black and white portraits. He was guided by the adults to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the two portraits.

Since then, his life seems to have become black and white.

For many years to come, he tried hard to remember those sporadic warm memories and magnificent colors before he was five years old, but as time went by, even though he deliberately deepened them over and over again, they were still getting farther and farther away from him.

Now the only thing left is Aunt Qin and this old house.

Aunt Qin is also getting old, almost 60 years old, but she is in good health.

Huo Yu wanted to let her enjoy her old age peacefully, but Aunt Qin was not at ease. As long as he was in the country these years, the old man would take the responsibility of taking care of him spontaneously.

Nuts and snacks are all his childhood habits.

He has stopped eating these years, but Aunt Qin still insists on preparing it for him.

Xia Wan saw Huo Yu eating with his eyes downcast, the tails of his long eyes were slightly lifted up, and the sharp lines that were usually sharp showed a trace of loneliness at this moment.

He rested his chin and felt that the food on the table was not fragrant.

"You still have your uncle. When the old man comes over, you will still be accompanied by relatives." Xia Wan wrapped her hands around the soup bowl, letting it circle silently in her palm.

Huo Yu raised his eyes and glanced at him, the meaning was unclear.

Huo Yu never mentioned Yan Rui's matter to him, and he really let go of his hanging heart only after seeing Yan Rui's official transfer order.

He didn't want to bring it up, but he was going to the Huo family's banquet tonight, so he couldn't pretend he didn't know about such things.

"I heard that your uncle is going to be transferred to work." Xia Wan took a sip of the soup slowly.

Huo Yu hooked the corner of his mouth, and looked at him sharply: "Who told you?"

"Su Tang." Xia Wan blamed Su Tang without hesitation, and asked again, "Is it true?"

Huo Yu lowered his eyes.

Sometimes he thinks that Xia Wan is innocent and innocent, and he is the simplest kind of person, but sometimes, he feels that he is a little unfathomable.

This feeling is a bit funny, but also a bit incredible.

"You kind of care about me," he said.

Xia Wan heard it, the words came from bad people.

"Of course I should care about you," he twirled the soup bowl in his hand, "We are husband and wife, so we should care about you from hair to toe."

Huo Yu looked at him quietly for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the loneliness and guard between his brows and eyes gradually dissipated.

He put down the tableware, leaned back against his body, and looked at Xia Wan with a half-smile.

He really should have told Xia Wan about Yan Rui. If Xia Wan didn't even know about it, then the relationship between them would be intriguing in the eyes of outsiders.

The reason why he didn't say anything until the transfer order came down was because he wanted to see when Xia Wan would lose his composure.

In Huo Yu's eyes, what Xia Wan said in the hot pot restaurant that day was always too coincidental.

Even though he knew that he had no malice towards him, after that incident that year, his vigilance has never been lowered.

"If we don't communicate with each other," Xia Wan held the soup bowl to cover half of her face, "it will be bad if you show your feet at your uncle's house at night."

"Well," Huo Yu's lips curled up slightly and he hooked his fingers towards Xia Wan, "Come on, let's chat with each other."

Xia Wan pursed her lips and looked at him warily.

"Exchanging information from hair strands to toes." Huo Yu added.

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