Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Huo Chiyan ignored Jiang Wanrong's yelling at all, and raised his eyelids lightly, "Is it finished?"

Jiang Wanrong was so angry that her face was distorted, and she barely maintained her elegant posture, "This matter is endless."

After finishing speaking, he left the Huo family angrily and returned home.

Huo Zichen made an appointment to play with his classmates, and when he saw Jiang Wanrong coming back in a rage, he shrank his neck subconsciously, "Mom... what's wrong with you?"

Could it be that he lost a game of cards?But even if he loses at poker, it's only a few hundred thousand yuan. As for being so angry?

Jiang Wanrong clenched her fingers, suddenly remembered something, and looked at him coldly, "Your brother gave Lan Yuxiao to Song Fanyin, do you know Song Fanyin's address?"

Huo Zichen rolled his eyes and was about to speak, but was preempted by Jiang Wanrong.

Jiang Wanrong looked like she hated iron for being weak, and poked his forehead with a finger stained with Danko, "Don't lie, or you will be deducted this month's pocket money."

Huo Zichen: "..."

Between maintaining Song Fanyin and pocket money, he chose pocket money.

"In...he lives in Lanyue."

Jiang Wanrong's face darkened slightly.

Lanyue is not cheap, Song Fanyin must have used Huo's money to live there.

She glanced at Huo Zichen who was quietly groping for the door, "You go there with me."

"Ah?" Huo Zichen reflexively remembered the whip on his body, and subconsciously refused, "Mom, I...I even made an appointment with my classmates to play ball."

Jiang Wanrong held the Kun bag and ordered the housekeeper to prepare the car. Hearing this, she gave him a cold look.

"Playing? Can you make money by playing? Huo Zichen, let me tell you, if Lan Yuxiao doesn't return to Huo's, I'll skin you."

Huo Zichen: "..."

Angry and impatient, he reluctantly followed Jiang Wanrong into the car, hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to Huo Chiyan.

Here.

After Song Fanyin left the virus hospital, he also returned to Lanyue.

Uncle Zhong and Mama Zhong were also there, helping to clean up the house, saw him come back, and greeted him.

"The young lady is back? I asked your loyal mother to make some soup. You can drink some later."

Song Fanyin: "..."

Why does he feel that the divorce is the same as the divorce?

He raised his eyelids and nodded, "I'll trouble you and my loyal mother."

Uncle Zhong waved his hand, "No trouble, no trouble, Young Madam, go wash your hands."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Uncle Zhong didn't think much about it, he walked over and opened the door, and when he saw the people outside, he was stunned.

"Ma'am, why are you here?"

Jiang Wanrong paused and frowned, "Uncle Zhong, why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, he saw Song Fanyin in the living room.

The young man stood on the second step of the stairs, with a loose posture, leaning on the handrail, his delicate and lazy eyebrows and eyes, as if carefully crafted.

Hearing her voice, he raised his eyelids and looked over lazily, "Mrs. Huo, what's the matter?"

Jiang Wanrong was condescending, with undisguised contempt in her eyes, "Of course there is something, I ask you, did you poach Lan Yuxiao? Why do you have such a thick face? Are you planning to evacuate our Huo family? Finished?"

Huo Zichen stood behind Jiang Wanrong, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this.

He also saw the trending searches on the Internet, but he never expected that Lan Yuxiao was poached by Song Fanyin.

Song Fanyin chuckled, and said in a slow tone, "Mrs. Huo is going to be the president of the Huo Corporation?"

If it wasn't for the company, why would it be her turn to take care of it?

Jiang Wanrong sneered, "I don't know how you coaxed Huo Chiyan into agreeing, but Lan Yuxiao's contract expires in one year, even if you pay liquidated damages, this matter has to go through Huo's shareholders. We agree."

She paused for a moment, smiling coldly, "If you don't want to get into trouble, I advise you to send Lan Yuxiao back."

For Huo's to become a leading enterprise in Huaguo, it is impossible for the Huo's family to be the only shareholder, as well as other figures, and it is impossible for those people to watch Lan Yuxiao, a cash cow, leave.

At that time, Song Fanyin, who took over Lan Yuxiao, would naturally be in big trouble.

Even with Huo Chiyan's protection, Song Fanyin wouldn't be able to survive. It would be a trivial matter to close down his company, and it would make Song Fanyin unable to get along.

Song Fanyin pulled the corner of his lips lightly, "Really?"

When Jiang Wanrong saw that Song Fan couldn't drink oil and salt, her frowning brows tightened again, and she said softly, "I've said what I have to say, and you can decide how to do it yourself, otherwise you will only be the one who suffers."

After finishing speaking, he took Huo Zichen and walked away.

Huo Zichen glanced at Song Fanyin, then quickly looked away.

How should I put it, he felt that his mother was a little too imposing, so he dared to make such a trip just to flirt?

Falling in price, too cheap.

When Huo Chiyan drove back, he saw the back of Jiang Wanrong and Huo Zichen leaving in a hurry.

He narrowed his eyes, got out of the car, and went straight into Song Fanyin's villa. Seeing that Song Fanyin was intact, his back that had been tense was relaxed, and he turned his eyes to Uncle Zhong.

"Madam has come?"

Uncle Zhong nodded, "Just left." After a pause, he was a little dissatisfied, "Young master, you are really serious, can you show some demeanor of the president of the Huo Group, what is the matter that always asks the wife to find the young lady?"

Huo Chi said: "..."

This loyal uncle is so eccentric.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, looked at Song Fanyin, "What did my mother say?"

Song Fanyin had just cleaned his hands, and sat at the dining table to drink soup. The white porcelain bowl was pinched by his fingers, making it look as expensive as an antique.

He raised his eyelids, thought for a while, "Come to speak harshly?"

Huo Chi said: "..."

He was speechless for a while, and then he took a long leg and sat down opposite Song Fanyin, saying in a deep voice, "I will take care of Lan Yuxiao's matter, and I won't cause you any trouble."

Zhong Ma winked, and brought another bowl of soup to Huo Chiyan, "Young Master, you have just made it, try it."

Huo Chiyan nodded slightly, but did not move, looking at Song Fanyin with eyes like the deep sea.

Waiting for his answer.

Song Fanyin leaned against the back of the chair, "Mr. Huo is really generous, so...thank you?"

Satisfied, Huo Chiyan lowered his eyes, held the spoon and began to drink the soup, "Dinner is at your place."

It means to let Song Fanyin cook.

Song Fanyin lazily put down the bowl, feeling a little irritable.

They were originally divorced, but why did the relationship between the two continue to cut.

Uncle Zhong and Mama Zhong also looked at him expectantly.

Song Fanyin suppressed the irritability in his heart, "Let's eat hot pot, loyal mother, please prepare an order."

Zhong Ma nodded happily.

Hot pot is easy to make, just prepare the ingredients, prepare the dishes, throw them in the pot, and cook directly.

Song Fanyin finished the soup, went back upstairs, took out the medicine given by She Yuqing, looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and brought Xiao Hei over, asking him to send the medicine to Chenguang's own laboratory.

After listening to Xiao Hei's report, Chen Lu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took the potion to the laboratory equipment to analyze the ingredients.

In the evening, after the ingredients were analyzed, he sent a message to Song Fanyin.

Song Fanyin was cooking, and the hot pot ingredients on the market were not very tasty, so he wanted to re-boil the soup base.

Add various ingredients such as chili, Chinese prickly ash, bay leaves, butter, etc., and stir-fry with oil, and the smell of numbness spreads all over the house, making the mouth watering.

Uncle Zhong swallowed his saliva while looking at Song Fanyin adoringly, "Young madam, your craftsmanship is really good, and this base material smells really good."

Song Fanyin added water to the pot, threw a few scallions into it, and signaled Uncle Zhong to take it out, "You can make whatever you want."

Uncle Zhong suddenly remembered something and paused for a while, "Young Madam, Young Master doesn't eat spicy food."

Song Fanyin's brows became irritated by drinking, and he found a pot to make a pot of water, and boiled it directly, without adding any seasoning.

Uncle Zhong looked at the pot of boiled water, and in his heart lit a piece of wax for Huo Chiyan.

It's also the young master's fault, let's live a good life, but why divorce?You should give him plain water.

Zhong's mother has already prepared the dishes and the induction cooker. After Zhong Bo brought out the soup base, the pot will be boiled.

Huo Chiyan was sitting on the sofa, holding his mobile phone to deal with business, his eyes turned slightly, he glanced at the dining table, and walked over slowly.

After seeing the two pots on the table, he fixed his eyes on the one with only white water.

Song Fanyin is planning to give him plain water?

He paused, looked at Uncle Zhong, "Is there anything else?"

Uncle Zhong didn't sympathize with Huo Chiyan at all. Not only did he not sympathize, he also stabbed him in the heart, "Master, you are so old, and you are still the president of the Huo Corporation, so you don't have any self-knowledge? With your ex-husband's identity, you are still What motorcycle do you want?"

Huo Chi said: "..."

He couldn't hold back, and almost crushed the phone in his hand.

Song Fan drank from the tray, brought out the food bowls, and divided one for each person, "Eat."

Huo Chiyan couldn't help looking at his bowl again.

empty.

Nothing at all.

Look at Song Fanyin and Zhongbo Zhongma's. There is no shortage of sesame paste, ground peanuts, and beef cubes.

He pursed his lips hard, exuding coldness all over his body, and sat down at the dining table.

Two pots, Uncle Zhong Zhongma Song Fan drinks the hot pot, and Huo Chiyan eats the pot of boiled water.

No matter how you look at it, how pitiful it is.

After all, Zhong Ma couldn't bear it, and looked at Huo Chiyan, "Master, how about I get you some soy sauce, so you can eat it with it?"

Huo Chiyan's cold eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly, "No need."

As he said that, he suddenly reached out and exchanged his own bowl with Song Fanyin's. Not only did they exchange, but he also ate the beef balls that Song Fanyin put in the bowl.

Song Fanyin looked at the empty bowl in front of him, his phoenix eyes narrowed in displeasure, "Huo Chiyan!"

Grab his bowl? !That's all his saliva, don't you think it's disgusting?

Huo Chiyan put the meatballs into his mouth gracefully, and looked at his loyal mother slowly, "Go and get a bowl of soy sauce for the young lady."

Song Fanyin: "..."

Zhongbo and Zhongma couldn't help laughing.

With a cold face, Song Fanyin pushed the empty bowl aside, and went to make another bowl himself.

Huo Chiyan glanced at the red hot pot beside him, paused, reached in with his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and bit it.

It is indeed a bit spicy, but not too spicy, with the slight numbness of pepper, it is very enjoyable to eat.

He glanced at the boiled vegetables in white water in front of him, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and joined the ranks of spicy pots.

Song Fanyin raised his phoenix eyes when he saw him eating spicy pot, and was too lazy to make a sound.

After a meal, the meal was fairly peaceful.

Uncle Zhong and Mama Zhong rarely had the chance to taste Song Fanyin's handicrafts, and they couldn't be satisfied.

Huo Chiyan ate a lot of hot pot, and his sexy thin lips were reddish from the heat. He poured a glass of water, threw a few pieces of ice into it, and looked at Song Fanyin after a little slowing down.

"The one with chili is also delicious. Next time, reduce the chili."

It was too hot for him.

Song Fanyin: "..."

He raised his eyelids, "Well, next time I will put a pot of chili."

Huo Chi said: "..."

His wife is so difficult.