Xu Lan fell silent. She knew that Huo Jiabao's woman had a good relationship with his. He was ranked number one in the Y city's Playboy Ranking every year and had been associated with a couple of women for who knows how many years.
How could he worry about women?
Qian Jun grinned when he heard this, but didn't say anything.
Xu Lan knew what she had to do, so she bid Qian Jun farewell and walked towards the room with her feet raised.
Inside the room, after Qian Jun left, Huo Jiabao angrily knocked the things on the tea table to the floor.
Huo Jiabao was still fuming as he yelled at the door, "Who is it?"
"Brother Jiabao, it's me." Xu Lan said from outside the door.
Hearing Xu Lan's voice, Huo Jiu got up impatiently. He walked to the door and opened it. Without even looking at her, he turned around and walked over to the sofa to sit down.
Xu Lan entered the door, saw the mess on the floor, and knew that Qian Jun was right, he was indeed in a bad mood, so he quietly walked to the coffee table, without saying a word, he bent down and started picking up the scattered documents on the floor, along with his phone and teacup.
Huo Jiabao saw the situation, and said in a displeased tone, "What are you looking for me for?"
"You were really a dutiful spy for my mom." Huo Jiabao mocked.
Xu Feng seemed to be used to his attitude and didn't mind. She only smiled and said, "Aunt cares about you, and I care about you too."
"She's my mom, it's okay to care about me, but why are you?" Huojiao looked at her coldly and asked.
After packing up, Xu Lan saw Huo Jiu's gloomy face and thought that he was just worrying about a woman's matter. She said, "Jian-ge, today my aunt called me and told me something interesting. Do you want to hear it?"
Seeing that he did not say anything, Xu Lan assumed that he had tacitly agreed, walked to his side and sat down, saying, "It's like this, aunt she has a friend, a few days ago she found out that her husband had another woman outside, that that woman was pestering him to death, and that her husband was unable to do anything but ask her aunt's friend for help. Her aunt's friend found out about her husband's cheating and went to find the third party to negotiate with them.
"…" After listening to her story, Huo Jiabao only had one thought in his head, "Boring."
Seeing Huo Jiu didn't have any reaction, Xu Lan thought he was thinking about something, so she continued, "Actually, against persistent women, women are often more useful than men."
If not for Xu Lan following him to New York this time, he would have barely noticed her.
Now that he heard her talk to him about such unnutritious things, he only felt that his mother was truly frightening.
He had turned a young girl, who should have been lively and cute, into a long-mouthed woman who liked to gossip about other people's private lives.
Xu Lan didn't know what Huo Jiu thought of her, but from the way he spoke, she knew that she didn't seem to be too happy. Her heart slightly trembled, but she smiled and said, "No, I just occasionally hear my aunt talk about this."
"Don't say these things in front of me in the future, I don't like to hear them!" Huo Jiabao said in an ice-cold tone.
This time, Xu Lan understood that what she said just now had indeed made him unhappy. Her face instantly became at a loss of what to do.
"Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, let's go. I need to rest. " Huo Jiabao asked as he saw her sitting dumbly beside him. His gaze swept over her.
Huo Jiu didn't say anything. He only watched her leave before impatiently picking up his phone and dialing Qiu Ye's number.
As soon as the call connected, he immediately asked, "Did you run into Xu Lan at the door just now?"
"What did you tell her?" Huo Jiabao asked again.
"It's nothing. She asked if you were in the room. I said you were."
"That's it?"
"But she still came."
"I'm sorry, CEO. I should have stopped her."
"En…" What did she tell you? " Qian Jun was extremely curious.
"You want to know?"
"A little." In fact, he really wanted to know.
"…" Qian Jun heard the roar and held his phone far away from him.
Huo Jiabao hung up the phone. With a stern expression, he threw his phone onto the sofa.
City Y.
On Friday night, Huo Xiwen was at home dressing up. She was dressed in a long, white fish-tailed dress, and had loose, curly hair that fell to her shoulders.
Huo XIwen received the call, picked up his handbag, and quickly went downstairs. After bidding farewell to his mother, he went out and got into Fu Mujun's car.
After getting on the car, Fu Mujun didn't hurry to drive, instead, he carefully observed Huo XIwen's face for a few seconds.
Huo XIwen felt somewhat uncomfortable under the scorching gaze, and asked with a heated face: "What are you looking at? Is there dirt on my face? "