Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

"Giggle~ That's right! I feel much better when I think about it this way." Xiaobao's laughter kept coming, followed by Qin Xiang's echoing voice: "That's right! Young Master should smile more, you He has a handsome smile and many girls will like him."

"My young master has always been so good-looking that everyone likes him. Flowers bloom when flowers bloom, birds become dazed when birds see him, and fish wag their tails when fish see him. It's normal for girls to like him."

"Young master, you really can't tell that you are still a girl killer! Amazing, amazing!"

"Yes, I am the girl's dream lover, especially mothers. They love me and are happy for me. My godmother often says that I am a killer of young women."

"Young woman killer, hehe~ Yes, yes, yes, indeed." Qin Xiang wanted to say, young master, you are quite narcissistic, but suddenly he remembered that there were two men listening behind him. If he said this, it would be equivalent to offending Huo. Three men, no, four men, immediately changed their words.

Although the two figures disappeared from everyone's sight, their voices could still be vaguely transmitted to their ears.

Everyone was calm on the surface, but inside they were turbulent and had different thoughts.

Huo Liancheng's temples jumped when he heard his son's words.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly and she stared at Mu Yi'an sadly, "Young woman killer? He came up with this title when he was young. Is this how you usually teach your children?"

It seems that I really can't teach her any more in the future. To teach a self-righteous chatterbox at less than five years old now, and in the future, he may teach a swinger brother. It is simply misleading the children, and his good genes are flaunted.

When Mu Yi'an heard Xiaobao's words, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily. On weekdays, when she was not around, Tang Xing taught Xiaobao something.

Young Woman Killer, this name is really not very good.

However, Qin Xiang is worthy of being Huo Liancheng's special assistant, and his head is better than someone else's. Look, not only did he make Xiaobao happy, but he also made Mr. Huo smile happily.

Hearing Huo Liancheng's somewhat reproachful words, his tone was not very good either.

"What's wrong with the young murderer? Xiaobao is what others call a child. It's just around the corner to win the hearts of mothers all over the world. This means that my son follows me. He is beautiful and has a kind heart, and is loved by everyone."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Huo Liancheng's lips, and he sneered: "Hmph! Who did I say his stinky beauty was for? It turns out it was for you."

"That's what you said, my son, if he doesn't follow me, I can still follow you." Mu Yi'an gave him a blank look and shouted back angrily.

"You..." Huo Liancheng wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Mrs. Huo in time, "Okay, don't make any noise, I think Xiaobao will follow me, hahaha..."

Xiaobao's cute appearance and innocent words brought back old memories of Mr. Huo for many years, as if he was talking to himself or to the two people in front of him.

"I remember when I was in elementary school, I was the only boy with excellent grades and the most handsome appearance in the class. I was very popular with teachers and girls. They often asked me for help, wiping the blackboard, pouring water, doing duty, and going to the office to get homework. Ben, send me the homework..."

"Grandpa, are you sure those people like you and are not looking for a free errand boy?" Mu Yi'an suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, blinked his big round eyes, and asked the intoxicated old Mrs. Huo.

She finally understands now, where does Xiaobao's bad smell come from? It turns out that it is all caused by genes, and it is simply a perfect inheritance from one generation to the next.

Isn’t it just that the time between generations is a bit long?

It stands to reason that it would be passed down to Huo Liancheng's generation, but who would have thought that it could be passed down to his own son.

commit a sin!

What a sin!

She had a bad choice back then, so why did she choose Huo Liancheng, a bastard? He cheated his own son in vain.

"Hey~ How can you understand this? Only when a girl likes you will she give you a chance, want you to do things for her, and command you to do this and that." Mr. Huo looked determined.

"Grandpa, do all boys think this way?" Mu Yian asked again calmly.

"That's for sure. Men like to be relied on. It makes them look powerful and omnipotent. If you don't believe it, ask Acheng. He is also a man. He must know it in his heart." Mr. Huo said and pulled his grandson out, hoping to He helped himself to say something.

"I see." Mu Yian glanced at Huo Liancheng thoughtfully, his face full of mockery.

A man with great self-esteem must find a sense of presence in a woman. The more you rely on him, the more he will feel his own ability. To put it bluntly, it is vanity.

It is said that when he was deeply in love with Liang Jingyi seven years ago, he liked to do things for her and was ordered around.

To this day, she often fulfills some of her requests, such as helping her father's company survive the crisis, asking him to invest, calling him when she was drunk in a bar to beg him to find her, and send her home...

Men are like this, being used and manipulated, and yet they think they are loved, how mean!

Huo Liancheng panicked when he saw Mu Yi'an's expression, and approached her step by step, staring closely at her face.

He opened his thin lips lightly, clearly answering Mr. Huo's words, but actually implying that everything he did for Mu Yi'an was an expression of his love for her.

"Grandpa, you're wrong. When a man truly loves a woman, he will take the initiative to do things for her, put down his dignity and make soup, and willingly marry her as his wife.

He will be happy when he sees her smiling; he will feel uncomfortable when he sees her crying; and if he cannot find her, he will live like a zombie, and life would be worse than death. "

When Mu Yi'an saw Huo Liancheng approaching, he was a little frightened by his sharp eyes, and moved his feet quietly towards Mr. Huo.

"Grandpa, you must be tired after being here for so long? How about letting Acheng take you home to rest?" She wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Huo Liancheng and make him disappear from her eyes.

Mr. Huo lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. "I'm not tired, I'm not tired. I have to go to an appointment with Xiaobao later. I don't need him to send me there. There are a lot of things in the company. If Acheng is fine, let's go back to the company first!"

Today I made an appointment with the old men from three other families to go fishing at Longquan Villa. There is still half an hour before the agreed time, so I can rush there in time.

Huo Liancheng reached out and held her hand tightly with an evil smile on his lips, "Since grandpa still has something to do, let's go first!"

He finally saw that this woman was deliberately trying to get rid of him, no way!

Mu Yi'an struggled a few times, but was unable to break free from Huo Liancheng's grasp. He gritted his teeth in anger and glared at him, "Grandpa, we will send you and Xiaobao there."

She didn't want to be alone with Huo Liancheng, not even for a second.

"We are a gathering of old people and children. Why are you young people messing around? Just go and do what you have to do!" Mrs. Huo pretended not to notice the little argument between the two, stood up and walked outside.