The beloved one of the rich brother

Time passed by minute by minute, and Wen Yiyou remained silent.

Huo Yongan began to look impatient, "Why? It's just a number, but you have to spend so much time thinking about it?"

Wen Yiyou shook his head gently, "No, I'm wondering, uncle, will you lose more than you gain?"

Huo Yongan was stunned, "What do you mean by that?"

"Because I want to take your money again." Wen Yiyou said honestly, "I don't want to leave Brother Chengluo either!"

Hearing this, Huo Yongan flew into a rage. He widened his eyes and shouted angrily: "You..."

Wen Yiyou noticed his anger, looked at him timidly, and said in an understanding tone, "Well, how about I take a step back and just give a little bit?"

"You little girl, how dare you pretend to be so pretentious and play tricks on me?" Huo Yongan was so angry that he pointed his finger at Wen Yiyu and shouted angrily.

"No, uncle!" Wen Yiyou jumped up anxiously and emphasized, "I really want both the money and Brother Chengluo!"

After a pause, Wen Yiyou seemed to compromise and said in a low voice: "If you are angry, I will just not take your money! I will just accept Brother Luo!"

"This is absolutely ridiculous!" Huo Yongan glared at her angrily, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

Facing Huo Yongan's anger, Wen Yiyou acted cautiously and asked for advice: "Or, wait for Brother Chengluo to come back, and then we can talk about it?"

When Huo Yongan heard this, he sneered, with undisguised sarcasm in his voice, "It seems that I underestimated you. You are really unwilling and not simple. You know how to transfer the pressure to Chengluo."

Wen Yiyu secretly curled his lips, his face expressionless, but he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Of course not, this kind of thing must be handled by him.

Is it possible that having a boyfriend is just for show?

Huo Yongan's face was extremely gloomy. "Okay, then I'll wait and see when Cheng Luo can see through your true colors!"

After a pause, he stared at Wen Yiyou and warned her harshly, "Don't let the two sides fail to reach a conclusion, and then regret it again. I'm not as easy to talk to as I am today!"

After saying these harsh words, Huo Yongan turned around and strode away.

"Uncle, take care! Goodbye!" Wen Yiyu followed him to the door, with a bright smile on his face, and said attentively.

Secretary Jiang, who had been standing outside the door waiting for a long time, was frightened when he saw Huo Yongan's gloomy face.

She didn't dare to stay any longer. After exchanging a quick glance with Wen Yiyu, she hurriedly followed Huo Yongan.

Wen Yiyou watched them leave before slowly closing the door.

Thinking back to what Huo Yongan had just said, she couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.

In her cognition, she has never thought that she is worse than others, let alone feel that she is inferior.

Even though Wei Jinlu sternly mentioned the difference between Cinderella and the prince last night, she didn't take it to heart at all.

Because she knew clearly that she had shining points that Huo Chengluo liked. Moreover, she chose to be with Huo Chengluo not because of his status or wealth.

What confused her now was that Huo Chengluo's father obviously had a deep-rooted concept of family status.

This is really puzzling. After all, with Huo Chengluo's talent, he doesn't need to rely on a woman of equal status to improve his status or gain benefits, right?

And from the conversation just now, Huo Yongan seemed to have some misunderstanding about her, but she couldn't explain what the misunderstanding was.

As she thought about it, she sighed softly. Just as she was considering whether she should take the initiative to contact Huo Chengluo, the cell phone on the sofa suddenly rang.

Wen Yiyu's eyes lit up, and a hint of anticipation surged in her heart, thinking that it was a call from Huo Chengluo.

She happily ran over and picked up the phone, but when she saw the caller ID, her originally excited expression froze.

It turned out that the person who called was Murong Ye.

"Hello..." Wen Yiyu sat lazily on the sofa, and his voice was weak.

Murong Ye on the other end of the phone seemed stunned for a moment, then said jokingly: "Sister, such a small thing makes you frown? You don't sound very energetic. Do you want your brother to help you?"

Wen Yiyou was confused and asked puzzledly: "What are you talking about?"

"Tsk, I know everything, don't be so stubborn!" Murong Ye, who was always unrestrained, rarely looked serious. "It doesn't matter. With me here, all problems are not problems. By the way, what is the attitude of that Huo guy now? Are you two not having a quarrel?"

"No, what on earth are you talking about?" Wen Yiyu became more and more confused the more he listened.

Murong Ye ignored him and continued to talk: "If you just let me know about those nasty things on the Internet, I will find someone to help you solve them."

After a short pause, his tone became somewhat hesitant and tentative, "You are just too naughty this time. How come you got involved with another man after just a short while out last night? Who is that man?"

Wen Yiyu barely managed to grasp the key information from Murong Ye's nonsensical words, "What kind of shit is going on on the Internet? How did you know that I was involved with someone last night?"

"Don't you know about the shit that broke out on the Internet?" Murong Ye asked back.

Wen Yiyou, who had just dealt with Huo Yongan, was now confused and annoyed, and urged impatiently: "Alright, alright, big brother, please stop nagging, just be quick and explain it to me clearly at once."

"Everything we did at Jue Se last night was exposed online." Murong Ye no longer hesitated and explained concisely, "Now you are caught in a storm of public opinion."

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility of taking things out of context, for example, they were clearly a group of three, but they only captured the picture of her and him in the same frame.

After hearing this, Wen Yiyou's pupils shrank suddenly, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he blurted out: "Exposed?"

Before she could finish her words, she quickly opened the Internet. As Murong Ye said, the headlines of major websites and various social media platforms were full of topics about her and Huo Chengluo.

She quickly and roughly browsed through the information and finally figured out what was going on.

After a long while, Wen Yiyou didn't speak, so Murong Ye guessed what she was doing at the moment, so he asked, "How is it? Do you need me to help you with this?"

Wen Yiyou was flustered and asked absentmindedly, "How else can we deal with it?"

Murong Ye replied casually, "It's just a matter of one sentence. I can have people remove all hot topics and topics first."