"Ask me something?" Huo Mo Ting looked at her and asked directly.

Jian Huan's face was slightly hot. No matter how deep her thoughts were hidden in front of him, he would see them at a glance *, and simply no longer beat around the bush. He sat up straight, turned his head and asked him, "I heard Yiwei say a lot about what happened these two days, many of which were news from the Xia family, didn't you... What did you do?"

While driving, Huo moting said lightly: "since you believe her, why do you still ask me?"

"... I didn't believe her. I just wanted to find out these things. I wanted to hear you tell me yourself, not hearsay."

"You believe everything I say?" Huo Mo Ting suddenly asked.

Jane Huan was stunned, but she nodded. The next second she heard his low voice. He said, "No."

Jane Huan doesn't know why she chose to believe him so firmly, or it's a choice that deviates from reason. As she said to Huo Yiwei, he is the man she loves. No matter what he does to others, she won't easily believe it as long as he doesn't say it himself.

At noon, I went to school to pick up Huo nianyan. A family of three ate in a nearby western restaurant and chose a window seat.

The little guy was surprised, especially when Jian Huan said that his father offered to pick him up for dinner.

Huo nianyan liked to eat meat and ordered two steaks at once. Huo moting didn't agree. He just asked the waiter to find a way to replace it with a larger steak. He also specifically explained that it was black pepper steak, ordered a set meal for himself and Jane Huan, and then returned the menu to the waiter.

The little guy stared at Huo Mo ting with a pair of round black eyes. He thought his father was abnormal again today.

Soon the steak and set meal were served.

"He didn't know what I liked to eat before!" Huo nianyan pulled Jian Huan, covered his mouth with his small hand and whispered in Jian Huan's ear.

His voice was not light, although he thought he spoke very quietly.

Huo Mo Ting looked up at his son while cutting the steak. He kept moving. He cut the steak into exquisite pieces and handed it to Huo nianyan. When Huo nianyan was ready to twist the steak with his small hand, he raised his eyelids and frowned. The faint tone contained severity: "where's the fork?"

Huo nianyan pursed his small mouth, controlled his eyes, picked up his fork again, turned his head and said to Jian Huan, "I take back what I just said."

Jane Huan couldn't help laughing. She picked up her napkin, spread it out and folded it again. Huo nianyan cooperatively opened her hands and obediently let her "do whatever she wants" on herself. Put a napkin in the collar for him. Jane Huan put a napkin on his leg and said, "OK."

Little guys eat too fast sometimes. They always stick juice on their clothes.

"I'm going to eat!" Huo nianyan was like a declaration. After shouting crisply, he immediately buried his head and began to solve the big steak.

Huo moting has finished some food in the set meal, put it into a small plate and put it in front of her.

"Thank you." Jane Huan looked at the dishes and found that they were what she usually liked to eat. Because she didn't eat onions, he skimmed the onions to the edge of the plate.

……

After dinner, I sent Huo nianyan back to school. Just when I came to the door of the restaurant, I met another group of people.

Jian Huan saw Yan Jingshen, who should have come out of a box, and couldn't help but stop. Huo moting also slowed down and looked at the people coming opposite.

Behind Yan Jingshen was a man and a woman. The man also carried a camera in his hand.

When he saw Jian Huan, Yan Jingshen looked a little bleary, but then he found the man on her side. The expression on his face was suddenly cold again.

However, when the female reporter saw Huo Mo Ting, she immediately came forward with a smile and said, "President Huo, are you eating here?"

Huo Mo Ting nodded and his eyes fell on the photographer's hand.

The female reporter took the initiative to explain: "today, I am responsible for interviewing president Yan. When can president Huo also be interviewed by our magazine?"

Huo moting doesn't like being interviewed, not only in magazines or newspapers, but also in TV programs. This is known in the circle, but there are still media trying to find him.

The female reporter's words were pure jokes. Unexpectedly, Huo moting nodded: "specifically, reporter Qin, you can go and finalize the time with my secretary."

What made the female reporter more excited was that Huo moting actually knew her last name.

"The year before last, I attended the annual meeting as a shareholder. Reporter Qin went and stood up and asked President Ling at that time, if I remember correctly."

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