"What's wrong?" Feng Mi subconsciously touched her face and asked with a pretty nose.

"...No," said Huo Xingyan's fingers were placed on the edge of the steering wheel and knocked them, as if he was a little careless.

Feng Mi simply ignored him and snatched the car window and looked at the fireworks in the distance.

"Xiao Guai," Huo Xingyan spoke quietly after driving a while in peace.

"Huh?" Feng Mi was waiting for him to speak, and looked sideways, just facing Huo Xingyan's sideways. The latter's eyebrows were slightly folded, and his eyes were a little complicated.

"Did the Feng family's ancestral home be in City B, or did they relocate from another place in the early years? My uncle should not be a local, right? Sorry, although this problem is a bit abrupt."

Feng Mi was stunned for a moment and said disapprovingly: "What's wrong with this? What you should be asking about is my father!"

"You can guess this wrong. The Feng family is a real wealthy family in this city. I don't know when the ancestral home was moved here. In short, the Feng family has been in City B for half a century, otherwise how could it become one of the eight wealthy families?"

"As for my father, he is the illegitimate son of my dead grandfather, and he can be regarded as the fourth child. It is said that my father was taken back to Feng's house when he was 16 years old. As for where he was before, I heard that it was an orphanage..."

Speaking of this, Feng Mi sneered, his tone was quite sarcastic, "You can't guess that the majestic Mr. Feng Huanian, who is now a majestic Mr. Feng Huanian, actually spent his time before he was 16 years old. But for sure, he does not have the right to inherit property. According to the outside world, you should have heard of those, well, it is obviously what you heard." Everything about tonight flashed in his mind, and Feng Mi's tone was even more disdainful.

"Mimi..." Following this voice, Huo Xingyan's generous palm was covering the back of her hand. The warm temperature was enough to melt the coldness of this cold winter. Looking up, she met Huo Xingyan's worried gaze.

It turned out that at some point, the car had already driven out of the highway and stopped on the side of the wide city road. Facing the neon light outside the windshield window, Feng Mi quietly hid the wetness in her eyes, "It's okay..."

She bent her lips in difficulty, "I have long been used to it that my father will not bring me glory. Just like when I was young, my classmates always secretly talked about my father's position on my mother. Until later he became the head of the Feng family, those disharmonious voices completely disappeared."

"Xiao Guai--"

"Let me finish," Feng Mi waved Huo Xingyan's stretched out hand and took a long breath, "It is normal for him to not like you. From childhood to adulthood, he doesn't like everything I like; he has never been satisfied with everything I do."

"To me, he is a tyrant, he is autocratic, he is selfless, he is never a good father, nor a good husband. He only has the company and only business, he has always ignored his family."

Feng Mi became more and more excited as she spoke. Her pretty snow-white face almost turned red, "That's why my mother became depressed and sick! It was him who made her die so early, it was him, it was him!"

"Xiao Guai! Xiao Guai! Calm down! Calm down!" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Huo Xingyan hugged her and suppressed the irritable aura on her body.

It was not until the person in his arms slowly calmed down and returned to normal that Huo Xingyan slowly let go of her.

"I'm sorry," Feng Mi, who had relieved, grabbed her hair in annoyance, "Every time I talk about my mother, I can't control it."

"Say 'sorry' to me," Huo Xingyan corrected her face, his forehead almost pressed against her forehead. "Remember, these three words are not allowed to be told to me in the future!"

As Feng Mi raised her eyes, the dazzling neon light happened to fly by the car window. At that moment, Huo Xingyan's eyes were filled with stars, as if the lighthouse that guided passers-by back in this cold winter was bright and dazzling.

The beautiful and plump lips slightly opened, and the intoxicating words seemed to make her drown. He said: "Because, I will become the closest person in your life..."

There was a shadow pressing down on the top of her head, and the words behind her were swallowed up between each other's lips and teeth, as if countless fireworks were blooming in her eyes at that moment, in her mind, and even in her heart...

At that moment, Feng Mi suddenly realized that all the darkness in this world would pass. As long as you are willing to believe, it turns out that such a person will eventually appear in your life, giving you warmth, all the warmth that has never been touched before.

Perhaps this romance is too long, Feng Mi's brain circuit took a long time to take the opportunity, and it was not until she was about to drive back to Liuyuan that she suddenly remembered a problem that she had ignored for too long.

"Did my father say something to you before?

The headlights were turned on, and when the security guard saw the familiar license plate, he respectfully said hello to Huo Xingyan and let him go.

The black gilded carved door slowly opened, which was just a scene from one world to another.

The car body slid in, and Huo Xingyan smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

He remembered that Feng Huanian seemed to have a hidden dissatisfaction in his speech, especially when he first entered the study, the latter's unsatisfactory look.

He said: "Your Si Shao, you have a noble status. As long as you are the girl you want, you will not be able to find it? Our Mimi has always been naughty and I am afraid that you can't reach your Huo family. It's not that you, Mr. Si Shao, are not worthy of our Mimi, but that our Feng family cannot afford to you, Mr. Si Shao."

With his eyebrows slightly folded, Huo Xingyan broke out and smiled and replied: "Uncle seems to be a little prejudiced against me, maybe it's because I snatched his daughter?"

"Really!" Feng Mi was a little suspicious. She remembered that Feng Huanian's attitude towards him seemed to be more than just prejudice.

"Well, who made our little guy so outstanding!"

"Are you sarcasticating me?" Feng Mi's eyes looked resentful.

"... Then I won't praise you anymore."

"Dare you dare!" Feng Mi was so angry that she was in the car, regardless of whether she was in the car, and she was about to step forward and bit him hard!

"Well, this is in the car!" Huo Xingyan pretended to be embarrassed and dodged Feng Mi's biting, and Feng Huanian's complicated and merciless words seemed to appear in his ears.

"I only have Mimi, a daughter. Although she has always been prejudice against me, since her mother entrusts her to me before she goes, I am her father, and I have the right to decide who she can marry! It's not that my father has to break up her daughter's happiness, but that you are really not suitable for you. A high-gate courtyard like the Huo family is not suitable for Mimi..."

The lights and wine are green, the neon lights are shining, and the colorful night scenes of the city attract a group of people who are immersed in the nightlife.

Perhaps modern life has entered a fast-food atmosphere. When people enjoy the fast pace of modern cities, it turns out that at some point, those young innocence have long left us, when you have never been prepared for it—

Following Chu Mo all the way to the outside of the Red Hall, Zhong Xianwen stopped the blue Masarati, and after Chu Mo, who was walking out of the car in a messy manner, threw the car keys to the doorman, quickly paid the car money to the driver and got out of the car.

In the Red Hall, the nightingale is singing classic old songs with a charming charm. The nightingale wearing a peony red cheongsam has a blood-red lips, but the sound is gentle, like the melodious lark on the summer tree.

Walking through the narrow passage that only two people passed by, Zhong Xianwen's eyes hidden behind his glasses stared at the figure walking in front of him without blinking, and even a drunkard accidentally hit her and ignored her.

"You are crazy!" The drunkard was dissatisfied and hugged a slim girl and insulted her stern voice. The bright golden necklace on her neck became more and more dazzling under the light above her head.

Dead nouveau riche! Zhong Xianwen cursed in her heart and still ignored her. At this moment, she only had the Chu Mo who was not very excited.

Under the light, Zhong Xianwen's serious face wearing a rigorous black evening dress and black-framed glasses also attracted the other party's attention, followed by a cold sound, accompanied by a drunken drunken speech.

"Huh? It turns out he is an old virgin!"

"Oh! Mr. Huang, how do you know that he is, that?" The girl with heavy makeup snuggled close to the nouveau riche next to her suddenly laughed constantly. When she said that word, she pretended to be embarrassed and pretended to be embarrassed, but there was a strong sense of evil in her eyes.

"Why? It's up to me, Lao Huang, to countless people!" As soon as the nouveau riche spoke, his stomach trembled, his huge beer belly, and circles of fat followed by the subcutaneous fat under his black tights.

The girl was obviously disgusted, but she still smiled and leaned towards the nouveau riche, "Oh, Mr. Huang—"

Because these two people were blocking in front of him, Zhong Xianwen watched Chu Mo disappear at a corner of a walkway, and a trace of evil spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Baby, you're better off behaved, come and kiss me!"

The two of them were still disgusting in front of her. With a loud "bar squirting" in the air, the thick lips of the nouveau riche were heavily blocked against the girl's flower-like lips.

"Yeah—" The girl hummed twice, and then she enjoyed the passionate kiss with the fat pig in front of her.

Zhong Xianwen was about to push away the two people in front of her, and a slightly surprised voice rang behind her, "Sister Zhong!"

A female face wearing black-framed glasses appeared behind her, with a unified black uniform, the manager of the Red Hall.

"A Zheng," Zhong Xianwen felt a little relieved when he saw the visitor.

When the nouveau riche named "President Huang" saw A Zheng, he almost widened his eyes as big as a bean. He often stayed in the Red House. As a nouveau riche, he often took pride in the Red House to spend. He often boasted that he knew the manager of the Red House. The eldest brother under the cover behind was his eldest brother, so he naturally knew A Zheng.

Just as he was about to push away the girl who was climbing on her body, he came forward to say hello to A Zheng, "Sister Zheng..."
Chapter completed!