Second Master, your daughter-in-law has run away

Huo Shen didn't really bother with him either.

He could see that Song Chuchen's expression became a little worried because of his words. He pointed to his desk and said, "Go and get that white diary."

This time Song Chuchen didn't do anything, and didn't dare to say anything, so he walked over obediently and took the diary.

Huo Shen glanced at him and said, "Open it, and write another two thousand words."

"what?"

Song Chuchen thought he heard it wrong at first, and looked at him in disbelief, with a bitter face, "Don't do it, or you can punish me with something else."

"Other?"

"Yes, for example, let me give you a shoulder massage, squeeze your legs, or a warm water bag when you fall asleep at night."

Huo Shen put on a straight face, and said, "Let's write, and you are not allowed to eat if you can't finish writing."

Song Chuchen was still about to say something when Huo Shen's cell phone rang suddenly.

Huo Shen took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then said to him, "I'll come over to check later."

After speaking, he turned the wheelchair and left the study.

Song Chuchen looked at his back and thought, what a broken phone, it's so important that he couldn't even answer it in front of him.

Song Chuchen lay down on the table with resentment and continued to write the damn "reserved" resignedly.

After Huo Shen went out, he didn't answer the phone, but called the housekeeper and asked him to put it through.

The call is from abroad, and the only person who can make this call from abroad is the old man.

Since Uncle Huo's death, there has been a wall between Huo Shen and the old man.

So Huo Shen usually wouldn't answer the calls in person, but he wouldn't refuse to answer them either.

The main thing is that I am worried that something is really going on with the old man.

After hanging up the phone, the housekeeper handed the phone to Huo Shen and said, "Second Lord."

After Huo Shen took it, he asked casually, "What did you say on the other end of the phone?"

The housekeeper was silent for a while, and said, "This call is not from the old man, but..."

"Who?"

"Miss Yuzhi."

Hearing this, Huo Shen frowned tightly and said, "What is she calling for?"

The housekeeper knew that he was not very happy, but he didn't dare to hide it, "Miss Yu Zhi said that she will return to China soon."

"Call her now and tell her not to come back." Huo Shen said with a gloomy expression, "No one came back when my brother died. What are you doing now?"

"Maybe...Miss Yu Zhi is homesick and wants to come back and have a look."

"Homesick?" Huo Shen sneered and said, "What kind of home? Is there still his home here?"

The butler lowered his head deeply, not daring to speak anymore.

That's right, for their second master, the place where the uncle is is considered home, and now the uncle is gone...

Otherwise, their second master wouldn't have moved out of the Huo family's old house so much.

The housekeeper sighed slightly, and said, "I'll make a call right away."

Huo Shen handed him the phone again, and said, "Just call here."

The butler hurriedly picked it up and dialed the number, but the phone rang for a long time and did not answer.

"Second Master, no one answered."

The housekeeper didn't dare to say, maybe Ms. Yu Zhi had already guessed his attitude, so she might have already boarded the plane when she called.

What the housekeeper could think of, of course Huo Shen could think of it too.

Even though his complexion became very bad, he still said to the housekeeper, "Go and find out what kind of flight she was on, and ask someone to pick her up after landing."

Hearing this, the housekeeper immediately responded, "I'll do it right away."

"Besides, let her live in the old house and don't bother me."

The housekeeper was a little hesitant, because no one in the Huo family knew about Miss Yu Zhi's stubbornness and arrogance, and no one could stop her from doing things she didn't want to.

Huo Shen probably saw his embarrassment, and said, "After receiving the plane, send her there directly. If she wants to find me, you have someone tell her that I'm not available."

Yu Zhi grew up in Huo's family, and was a granddaughter of the Huo family's old man when he was a young friend.

Because both of his parents died when he was young, and he had no one to trust, he was taken back to Huo's house by Mr. Huo.

With the favor of the old man, the members of the Huo family really treat her as a young lady, the adopted daughter of the Huo family.

Yu Zhi liked Huo Shen since she was a child, but Huo Shen only regarded her as his younger sister.

Two years ago, because of some incidents, Yu Zhi was forcibly sent out of the country by Huo Shen to accompany the old man.

Although Huo Shen told her at the time that she was not allowed to return to China without his permission, but it has only been two years since she came back.

The housekeeper understood what Huo Shen meant, Young Master Song still lives here, if Miss Yu Zhi comes, maybe something will happen.

After all, these two were the protagonists in the "scandal" that year.

When Huo Shen returned to the study, Song Chuchen had already written a lot.

Seeing him so obedient, Huo Shen felt a little distressed.

He turned the wheelchair over, and Song Chuchen suddenly raised his head to meet his gaze, and said with a smile, "Ah Shen, you're back."

"kindness."

"Look, I've written so much."

Huo Shen glanced at it and said, "En."

Song Chuchen was very sensitive when it came to dealing with Huo Shen. He could tell right away that Huo Shen was unhappy.

He put down the pen in his hand, squatted down, looked at him, and asked, "Ah Shen, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"

Huo Shen shook his head lightly, "No."

"But I can see that you are a little unhappy."

"Not really."

"Okay, do you want to write with me, I'm so bored by myself."

Huo Shen smiled lightly, "You must be serious about writing."

"I'll be serious, but I want you to accompany me." Song Chuchen shook his hand and said coquettishly like a child, "All right?"

Huo Shen looked at his hand that was tightly held by him, but he didn't even shake it off.

"it is good."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Chuchen didn't want to push further, stood up obediently and went back to his seat to write.

Song Chuchen was a little tired halfway through the writing, and he couldn't help raising his hand and shaking it because of the pain in his wrist.

Huo Shen sat in the distance, but still caught his unconscious movement at a glance.

Huo Shen said softly, "Come here."

Song Chuchen was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him, "Ah Shen, did you call me?"

"Well, come here."

Song Chuchen was rarely serious, "I haven't finished writing yet."

"No need to write, come here first today, and make up for it next time if you make a mistake."

Hearing this, Song Chuchen was overjoyed and asked, "Ah Shen, are you softening your heart towards me?"

Huo Shen's face froze, and he said, "If you want to continue writing, it's up to you."

Song Chuchen immediately threw away the pen and rushed to him, whoever wants to write is a fool.

Probably he was so happy that he didn't stop the car all of a sudden, went up and hugged Huo Shen, held Huo Shen's head, and patted his forehead several times in a row.

Song Chuchen let him go, and before he was happy for a few seconds, Huo Shen's complexion darkened, and his voice was as cold as air, "Continue to add [-] words, and don't sleep if you can't finish writing."

After finishing speaking, Huo Shen turned his wheelchair and left.

Song Chuchen was left standing there, crying bitterly.