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Chapter 276 It's Better Than Before

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    The man was wearing tight sportswear, sweat coated his cold white skin with a layer of honey, his slightly bulging muscles exuded male hormones, and his heavy breathing was very oppressive.

    Gu Wanyan involuntarily took a step back, nodded without looking away, then walked down the stairs, passing him by.

    Huo Hanting's original movement of wiping his hair paused, but he turned his head to look at Gu Wanyan's back, his brows furrowed, and his eyes darkened slightly.

    Gu Wanyan had something hidden in her heart, and she was absent-minded when eating. Even though she wanted to shift her attention to the old man whom she was going to meet later, she still couldn't get rid of the sense of loss.

    Huo Hanting had already tidied up and sat across from her. The dining table was filled with delicacies and delicacies. He held the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't do anything for a long time.

    Finally, he asked in a deep voice, "Breakfast is not to your liking?"

    Gu Wanyan was stunned for a moment, realizing that her emotional leakage was too obvious, she shook her head: "No, it's delicious."

    As she spoke, she picked up a small steamed bun and put it on the plate, lowering her head and chewing carefully.

    Huo Hanting stared at the hair on the top of her head for a while, and finally compromised: "Whatever you want to eat, I can make it for you."

    He originally wanted to say "it can be arranged", but remembering that she said she liked to eat what he made last night, he couldn't help changing his words.

    But it's okay if he didn't say it, once he said it, Gu Wanyan remembered the phrase "I will never let you eat instant noodles again" that he said last night.

    Who is eating instant noodles?

    Who is he learning this cooking skill for?

    Gu Wanyan didn't know what to do, she was in a panic, she wanted to ask him, but she was afraid that it would be too hasty.  What if that person is the white moonlight in his heart, and he feels offended by her?

    If you don't choose to face it, you can only be a coward.

    Gu Wanyan shook her head and put down her chopsticks: "I'm full, I'm going upstairs to change my clothes."

    Huo Hanting gave a low "hmm", but the people on the other side were empty, and he didn't even have the appetite to look at the breakfast on the table.

    Whether she was going to meet the legendary elder of the Huo family or not, Gu Wanyan put away her depressed emotions and chose a decent casual dress with flared sleeves, a skirt that fell above the knees, and a collar that buckled her neck to cover her eyes.  With the blue pinch marks, she was carrying a small bag with pearl buckles. She looked like a young lady who had returned from studying abroad in the Republic of China. Her gestures and gestures were elegant and demure, but she did not look rigid.

    After tidying up, she went downstairs and followed Huo Hanting into the car. It wasn't until this time that she became a little nervous.

    "Don't worry, Grandpa" Huo Hanting couldn't say that Mr. Huo was easy to talk against his will, so he paused and said, "I will help you."

    Gu Wanyan nodded, but she also knew that the old man had almost worn out her patience by calling herself sick at home for several years, and she didn't know what would happen this time.

    The buildings around the car gradually decreased, and the goal was a lush mountain forest.

    Mr. Huo's health is not very good, and he has been raised on Qinglan Mountain. When winding up the winding mountain road, he can vaguely see the white building on the top of the mountain through the sparse branches and leaves.

    I heard that this is also the base camp of the Huo family in the imperial capital, and it was located here before they moved to the south.

    Finally reached the top, the heavy iron gate was slowly opened, the car drove in and parked in the open space in the backyard, Huo Hanting got out of the car, and he saw a kind face.

    "The young master has worked hard all the way."

    "Uncle Huo." Huo Hanting nodded at him, then turned around and stretched out his hand into the car.

    The manager of the Huo family, known as Uncle Huo, was a little puzzled, and then saw a hand as white as jade resting on Huo Hanting's hand. The latter held it and carefully protected him to get out of the car.

    The wind blew up the girl's skirt, and her beautiful appearance added a bit of brilliance to the solemn Huo family mansion.

    Gu Wanyan showed a faint smile, and she bowed slightly to the head of the Huo family: "Uncle Huo."

    Manager Huo finally came to his senses, and immediately returned a salute, making the etiquette impeccable: "I have seen the young mistress, I didn't expect you to come back with the young master, the master will be very happy to know."

    "I haven't seen Grandpa for a long time, and I miss him very much."

    The expression on Gu Wanyan's face remained the same, but she sighed in her heart. Through the image of Mr. Huo, she also figured out a bit of Mr. Huo's temper, knowing that the other party probably takes rules very seriously, and her negligence in the past five years is nothing.  Will be attacked by the other party today to settle the ledger!

    Regarding Gu Wanyan's remarks, Manager Huo's face remained unchanged, and he still kept a smile, leading the two of them through the path to the Huo family's main housego.

    The Huo family's main house is located in the center, surrounded by other small single-family buildings. Usually few people live in it, but it becomes lively every Chinese New Year.

    Passing through the path, the field of vision suddenly opens up. The gurgling water bypasses the house, the stone bridge is built on it, and the trees and rockeries are lush and lush.

    The servant who was tending the flowers and plants stopped to say hello to Huo Hanting, his gaze passed over her in surprise, but he didn't dare to look any further.

    The old man was fishing in a pond in the back garden. The old god was sitting on the chair on the ground, dozing off with his eyes closed, his silver hair shining brightly in the sun. It was obviously a very lazy moment, but the old man was dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, solemn and rigorous.

    Hearing footsteps, his eyelids moved, and a muffled voice came out of his throat: "Come?"

    Huo Hanting calmly took a step forward before Director Huo: "Grandpa, Wan Wan and I will come to visit you together."

    The old man who was just about to respond opened his eyes instantly when he heard it. He turned his head to look at his grandson, paused on him, and then turned to the woman beside him.

    Gu Wanyan only felt a tightness in her heart, and her whole body tensed up involuntarily, and she instinctively felt a sense of oppression.

    When Mr. Huo was young, he took a gun and went to the battlefield. Even though he was old, he still had an iron and blood killing spirit on his body.  But time has washed those eyes so that they become more and more bottomless. When staring at a person, he will not be angry and pretentious, and even the richest kid in the imperial capital will be obedient in front of him.

    Gu Wanyan always felt that he was a little familiar, but now that he looked at him like this, she remembered it.

    Rather than saying that Huo Hanting is similar to Huo Shengying, it is better to say that he seems to be of the same vein as this old man.

    The same bottomless depth, the same decisive killing.

    "Grandpa." She lowered her head meekly, knowing that the best way to face this old man is to put away all her sharp edges and self-righteous cleverness.

    Huo Hanting turned sideways, and went over to mention the small iron bucket beside Mr. Huo: "It's getting colder outside, Grandpa, let's go in. I just want to talk to you about something."

    He brought up the topic in a calm manner, but Huo Shaoyuan couldn't see the protective meaning of the grandson he cultivated, and stood up with a cold snort: "You are very protective, I didn't say a word! But¡ª¡ª  "

    He glanced at Gu Wanyan: "It's a little bit better than before." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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