Not long after Wen Tingxue left, Huo Shichuan's cell phone rang.

He looked at the name displayed on the phone screen, his eyes darkened, and he slid and refused with a cold and weary expression.

"Miss Tang, do you think it's okay to change your career here? Does it have any impact on your usual painting?"

Ju Yi led the designer to stand at the door of the room assigned to Tang Suiwan as a studio, and asked softly.

Tang Suiwan looked inside.

Like the living room, this room is equipped with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, warm white curtains hang quietly on both sides, and the overall decoration style is also biased towards cream tones.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the Wetland Park and the built-in ring river in Kyoto. Tang Suiwan fell in love with it at a glance, and pointed to that spot, "I want to put my easel over there."

"I don't like turning on the lights when painting during the day, so the brightness of the windows cannot be blocked, and the light source at night is best not to be shifted..."

The little girl is usually obedient, but when it comes to painting, she is unexpectedly strict and serious.

Huo Shichuan tilted his head to listen, and the phone on his lap vibrated frequently again.

He lowered his eyebrows impatiently, stood up, and walked to the entrance far away from the living room to answer.

"I have something to talk about." As soon as the connection was made, Huo Shichuan said coldly, with a short and forceful tone, and forcibly suppressed all the words on the other end.

After a few seconds of silence, a man's voice pretending to be majestic, with annoyance, raised his voice very high, "Huo Shichuan, where did you find this woman?"

Huo Shichuan leaned lazily against the wall, his arms moved slightly, and the string of bodhi beads fell naturally into his palm.

He didn't bother to speak, so that the man over there had a chance to play.

"Do you know who you are now? Don't you look at so many girls from wealthy families, where did you find a dubious woman from a small place..."

"Huo Cheng, guess why Huo Shiguang can live a better life than you." Huo Shichuan interrupted Huo Cheng abruptly.

Huo Cheng subconsciously followed Huo Shichuan's question, "Huo Shiguang? Isn't it because he has no face and no skin? The entire Huo family's face is almost lost by him."

"No, it's because he knows what to say and what not to say."

The beads made a soft sound, and Huo Shichuan's voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be tainted with blood, treacherous and hoarse, "Let me hear such words again, don't want your tongue-chewing wife's tongue, I'll help you!" If you cut it, you can add another dish at night."

"I'm your father!" Huo Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately became furious.

Huo Shichuan moved his fingertips and hovered over the red hang up button.

He smiled lazily and licked the teeth with the tip of his tongue, bringing a slight tingling pain.

"I've done a lot of things, and I'm not bad at killing my father."

The phone hangs up.

Huo Shichuan closed his eyes, and his heart was full of violence and rampage, which made his hand holding the bodhi bead string tense with blue veins.

The profound scriptures are densely imprinted on the fingertips, trying to use the pain to wake himself up.

As if returning to that rainy night with lightning and thunder, he watched his mother stumbled and dragged into the car, Huo Cheng got out of the car with a grim face, and watched the black car drive away.

And he used all his strength to hit the locked door, his body was covered in bruises, and he only got the wanton ridicule of the woman at the door and that bastard.

"... Huo Shichuan!"

The clear voice was like a ray of sky breaking the curtain, pulling Huo Shichuan's thoughts away from that rainy night.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, the veins on his neck were slightly protruding, and his eyes revealed a beast-like bloodthirsty ferocity.

Tang Suiwan looked straight into those cold and heartless eyes.

Her fingertips on the man's arm trembled slightly, instead of stepping back, she took a step forward.

There is complete worry in the clear eyes, and the voice is soft, for fear of frightening him, "Are you okay?"

Huo Shichuan closed his eyes.

He rolled his Adam's apple, not wanting Tang Suwan to see him in such a mess, turned his palms around and pulled the little girl into his arms.

Tang Suiwan bumped into Huo Shichuan's arms only up to the man's chin, her back was clasped tightly by the man's palm, through a thin layer of shirt, the heat from his palm made her shiver.

Huo Shichuan lowered his head and touched Tang Suiwan's shoulder.

He was tall, so such an aggrieved bend should have been uncomfortable.

But smelling the faint smell of body wash on the little girl's body with the tip of his nose, Huo Shichuan took a deep breath, and slowly relaxed his overly tense body.

"Let me give you a hug, just a hug."

Huo Shichuan murmured hoarsely, his arms tightened, as if he wanted to rub Tang Suwan's whole body into his body.

He suddenly let go of his strength again, afraid that Tang Suiwan would feel uncomfortable, so he unconsciously ran his palm along her back, as if to comfort her.

The ferocious beast bent its body, lowered its ears, and quietly dropped its tail behind it, as if it wanted to use this method to show its harmlessness - I won't hurt you, don't be afraid of me.

Tang Suiwan lowered her eyes, slowly raised her arms, and wrapped them around Huo Shichuan's waist.

She responded with her own strength, telling Huo Shichuan that she was here.

Ju Yi's hand that was planning to call the hospital stopped.

He stood far away, watching the scene of the two embracing each other, and laughed silently.

At first, when Tang Suiwan was about to pass, he stopped her, for fear that Huo Shichuan, who was furious, would hurt her.

But Tang Suiwan persisted and trotted over.

Ju Yi watched helplessly as the man who needed a sedative to calm down was easily soothed by the little girl's embrace, speechless and relieved.

He smiled at the shivering designer who was stuck in the room, his attitude was very gentle, but also completely tough, "Let's discuss it for a while inside."

Seeing the door of the room being closed, the designer tried hard to maintain a smile, "...Okay."

The Huo family, a wealthy family at the top of the dignified Beijing circle, wouldn't be able to do anything to him as a designer... right?

……

Huo Shichuan calmed down very quickly, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against Tang Suiwan's smooth neck, and his lips seemed to touch.

"You probably don't bring much clothes, I'll take you to buy a few tomorrow."

Tang Suiwan was still thinking about it.

In his previous life, Huo Shichuan also suffered from emotional breakdowns twice, so it would be fine if he sat on his lap with his whole body hugged, why did it take so long this time.

Hearing that the man was caught off guard, the topic was completely off topic.

She knew that Huo Shichuan didn't want to say it, so she nodded, "Okay. But it doesn't need too much, I have a lot of clothes in school."

She didn't say that the school was okay, but when she said that, the man suddenly raised his head and realized something.

"Your vacation is over, do you want to go back to live in school?"

Tang Suiwan is studying oil painting at the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, and this time he returned to Jincheng for the [-]th holiday.

It's just that I didn't expect so many things to happen in just seven days of vacation.

In her previous life, because she was blind to see a doctor, Huo Shichuan directly took her to apply for a suspension from school, but this time she has normal eyesight, so there is no reason not to go to school.

The little girl nodded, and Huo Shichuan became visibly agitated.

With a gloomy look in his eyes that didn't fade away in time, he lowered his voice, sounding inexplicably aggrieved.

"Can I sleep out?"

Tang Suiwan frowned in confusion, "Our college is very strict. Generally, there are no special circumstances to prevent people from staying out. We have to go to bed every week for spot checks."

It is said that the Academy of Physical Education and Fine Arts is prone to scumbags. There was a senior in the oil painting major who stepped on a few boats to play with the feelings of girls, but was stabbed by the girl at night.

This has strengthened the control over students.

"Special circumstances?" Huo Shichuan asked.

He could use his identity as the Patriarch of the Huo family to put pressure on the school to make the school agree to issue a live-out certificate to Tang Suiwan, and Ju Yi could order someone to do it without him even needing to come forward.

But this will inevitably lead to Tang Suiwan leaving a bad impression on the college professors.

Huo Shichuan took him home because he wanted to pamper him well and never do anything that would harm the little girl.

Tang Suiwan thought about it, "For example, if you have a house locally, you need to seek medical treatment for a long time if your physical condition is not good, your relatives have physical problems and need to be taken care of, and you get married to form a family... I heard that too."

Huo Shichuan was already prepared and planned to buy a house directly under Tang Suiwan's name, so he could be regarded as having a house locally.

Until he heard the last word, his eyes moved and suddenly deepened.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Huo Shichuan spoke in a flat tone.

"Okay, let's get married tomorrow."

Tang Suiwan: ...?

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