Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"Don't call me Young Master Huo hypocritically." Huo Ziming looked at the woman coldly, "Screaming so politely, do you think it can make up for the last time, your evil cat scratched me? Tell you, this matter But it’s not that easy.”

Ye Xiaoyu frowned slightly.

Of course she knew that Huo Ziming was scratched by Situ Moli's mi.

Because, this matter is her scheme.

When she knew that Huo Ziming was injured, Situ Moli panicked and cried like tears, she didn't know how happy she was.

But it is said that this matter has been settled by Situ Chenjue and Ye Huanyan, and Huo Ziming did not show any resentment towards Situ Moli, but he did not expect him to hold such a grudge.

It's just that Ye Huanyan was the one I wanted him to hate, but now it's her who is unlucky.

It's really... self-inflicted.

She froze for a moment, although she still kept an amiable smile on her face, there was a dark surge in the depths of her eyes.

Huo Ziming stared at her deeply, taking in the complex expression in the depths of her eyes.

But he didn't say anything, just turned his head in a daze:

"Well, Auntie, it doesn't matter if you keep hunting butterflies here, or trampling flowers to death.

Anyway, your Situ family has plenty of money, so this school can afford it.

But remember, don't be too proud when you are proud, because everyone may fall to the bottom sometimes.

At that time, everything you have done will be repaid on your own head. God is watching, and the sky will restore everything without omission, understand? "

Ye Xiaoyu's heart sank in his long-winded speech without timidity.

What does he mean?

She pretended to be confused: "Master Huo..."

"I told you not to call me Master Huo."

"Oh, then Huo Ziming, what do you mean by these words? Auntie doesn't understand."

Huo Ziming's handsome face showed a cold expression for a moment:

"Don't pretend, you can fool Situ Moli but you can't fool me, but don't worry, it's your family's business. I've never bothered to take care of other people's family affairs, but don't involve me in what I want to do in the future.

Also, don't run to my house again.

My parents are hospitable, but I don't like you, and I don't like your precious stepdaughter either.

Well, let's leave it at that, and hope we don't see each other again. "

Huo Ziming said leisurely, put his coat on his shoulders, carried his bag, and walked outside.

The sunset stretched his shadow long, and his back had a noble but frightening flavor.

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Ye Xiaoyu stood there with his chest pounding.

Huo Ziming walked forward slowly, she kept frowning, as if she had been thinking about something.

Strangely, although he had only met Situ Moli's stepmother once before, he also felt that she seemed a little different today.

When she and Situ Moli came to send invitations that time, he still had a good feeling for her, and her whole body had a very friendly aura.

Although at that time, he didn't like Situ Moli very much, but for the sake of having such a gentle and generous mistress in his family, he agreed.

Although Xiao Mi scratched herself that day, her parents said a lot of good things about Mrs. Situ's family.