Outrageous! The vicious female supporting character in the book was trapped as a canary

Huo Yang hung up the phone and got out of the car.

In front of you is a mansion with blue bricks and black tiles, which has the atmosphere of a Jiangnan water town. The rockery and flowing water present an elegant scenery. The main hall is around the rockery.

Two rows of black bodyguards stood next to the main hall, and behind Huo Yang followed a group of people. The men had serious expressions and did not smile.

It rains a lot in the south, and the weather is gloomy. The quiet and secluded house exudes solemnity everywhere. This is the ancestral home of the Huo family. It has been passed down for a hundred years and is the only private cultural heritage house in China.

It was once rated as the representative of southern Chinese architecture, and both its landscaping and well-arranged houses are included in textbooks.

At this moment, dozens of black luxury cars were parked in front of the old house. Huo Yang walked in front with an expressionless face and steady steps.

Everyone who passes by calls him "Young Master".

Entering the main room, an old man in a Zhongshan suit was sitting at the antique octagonal table. He was the patriarch of the Huo family, Huo Qiutian, who had led the Huo family to carve out a business empire on the mainland.

Huo Yang went in, and Huo Qiutian raised his eyes slightly. Even though he did nothing, his aura was so majestic that people couldn't help but bend down.

The people sitting or standing around were all elders of the Huo family who had a say, but Huo Yang didn't even glance at them.

He sat directly opposite Huo Qiutian. Huo Qiutian raised his eyelids and looked at him without saying anything.

Huo Hongfeng: "Father, look at him, he doesn't look like the heir of the Huo family at all."

Huo Yang took a sip of tea and said nothing.

Huo Qiutian has been fighting all the way, and now he has reached a position that everyone respects. He is also an expert at sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight. He did not speak at this moment.

Huo Hongfeng had just had one of his hands chopped off by Huo Yang. Even after it was reattached, he couldn't use it normally, especially on rainy days. It was very painful. Today was no exception. The pain in his wrist made him hate Huo Yang to the core.

Huo Hongfeng's son Huo Huaizhen coughed a few times and said, "My brother smells a bit like a prostitute."

Huo Yang smiled, a little ruffian-like, "You are envious, but you don't have a healthy body to sleep with a woman. Look how jealous you are."

"you……"

His eyes widened. It was because of him that he became such a weakling. How could he have the nerve to say that?

When Huo Huaizhen got excited, he coughed even more violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

Huo Honghe said: "We all know about the farce between you and the daughter of the Yu family in Yanjing."

Huo Yang put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Farce? Third uncle, I stand up for my woman and call it a farce? You want me to be as cowardly and afraid of death as you are and bring shame to the Huo family."

"you……"

"That's enough," the old man said. Huo Qiutian looked at his grandson. "I have no objection to you playing with Miss Yu, but you should know who your future wife is."

It’s not a big deal for a man to have several women, but he should also know that his future wife will be helpful to the Huo family.

Huo Yang turned the cup around without saying a word. The hostility in his body seemed to have adapted to this place of struggle and it showed no sign of abating at this moment.

In the past two years, he has become more and more outstanding, and has become more and more ruthless in doing things, quite like his father Huo Hongshan in the past. Unfortunately, his father lost his health due to missing his wife who passed away young, and passed away four years ago.

In addition to this, Huo Qiutian felt that his eldest son was impeccable and outstanding, so he focused on training Hongshan's children. In addition, Huo Yang's grandfather was from a prominent family in Yanjing, so Huo Yang was the undisputed heir to the Huo family.

But he cannot have any weaknesses. If he is like his father, Huo Qiutian doesn't mind solving it for him.

Huo Yang turned the teacup around, but didn't refute in the end. Now was not the right time. The Huo family's assets had not yet been completely taken over by him, so he couldn't fall out with them.

Huo Yang stood up and said, "I'm leaving first. I'll be back tomorrow to pay respect to our ancestors."

Huo Huaizhen's weak voice came: "We still have to eat tonight, Chengheng doesn't want to eat?"

Huo Yang stood up and said, "No, I don't want to eat anymore. I have no appetite after smelling this medicine bottle of yours."

After saying this, he left and the room returned to silence.

Huo Hongfeng felt a little aggrieved, "Dad, look at him, he is so unruly."

Huo Qiutian glanced at him and said, "That's enough. You always quarrel. How old are you? You still argue with your nephew."

Huo Hongfeng was unwilling to shut up. Hatred flashed in Huo Huaizhen's eyes. Grandpa was too partial.

Huo Huaizhen's illness was tuberculosis caused by water entering his lungs after he was kicked into the river by Huo Yang when he was a child and was not treated in time. Because of his poor health, he was kicked out of the family as a candidate for heir.

From then on, he and Huo Yang were cousins ​​in name only, but enemies in private.

In other words, in the Huo family, there is no family affection, only partners with similar interests and hostile enemies with conflicting interests.

He returned to the room, coughed a few times, and said to his assistant, "Go check on Miss Yu in Yanjing."

"Yes."

The housekeeper followed Huo Yang out, "Master, the old man just told you to go meet the daughter of the Shen family."

Huo Yang stood in the corridor with his hands in his pockets, looking at the gloomy sky outside and smelling the damp smell of rotten wood.

Huo Yang frowned in annoyance. Ah Xian's home was still better. Even the smell of the compound was better than this.

The rotten wood here is soaked not in water, but in human blood.

What’s even more ironic is that Huo Yang hates this place, but it perfectly matches the ruthlessness in his heart, so he doesn’t need to disguise himself too much.

“If you want that woman to return to the Shen family alive, don’t let me see her.”

The butler bent his waist slightly, but his attitude was not giving in at all, "Uncle Lin, just because I call you uncle doesn't mean I really treat you as my uncle."

Huo Yang turned around and just stepped down the stairs when he heard the other party say, "Miss Shen is related to Madam."

Huo Yang stopped and turned around to look. Raindrops were falling. A waiter came forward, opened an umbrella and held it over Huo Yang's head to block the dripping rain.

The man was wearing a suit but no tie. His facial features were deep and his face was cold and hard, so cold that it penetrated into his bones. He was ruthless and cruel in nature. He stared at people without saying a word, which made Butler Lin feel frightened. He had only experienced this feeling of having his skin tense and being stared at by a ferocious beast when he was young.

No wonder the old man is most satisfied with him.

Steward Lin was even more respectful, bowing his waist: "She has your mother's suicide note."