Chapter 79 (1/2)

”Tell me how she fell.”

“……” After a pause, the man tapped the table with his fingertips, and lifted his eyes as if he remembered that the little guy had been covered with ink, and his eyes flashed with astonishing coolness, ”and the red marks on her clothes and forehead.”

He repressed the anger in the tone and stared at Huo Chenyu with a smile, ”you'd better give me an explanation.”

Huo Yao had never loved a child so much before.

In his eyes, natural selection, survival of the fittest.

If she is bullied, she is useless.

When he mentioned the dirty ink on the little girl's body and the cut on her forehead, Huo Chenyu's drooping fingertips tightened slightly, until a tingling sensation came from the palm of his hand, which made him recover slightly.

The little boy's lips curved, as if thinking of Ye sang being bullied. His eyes flashed cold and said, ”it should be in the kindergarten and those children had a conflict.”

As for how to fall

Huo Chenyu was not sure of the man's mind for the time being, so he collected his face, slightly straightened his back, and his tone was particularly calm. He told the whole story once and for all.

……

After hearing Huo Chenyu say that the little girl fell into this way because of protecting her brother, Huo Yao's cold look fainted slightly and was obviously stunned.

He tapped the table with his fingertips. His voice was cool and he repeated it slowly. His tone was slightly prolonged, with a little gloomy meaning: ”Zhao family?”

The man sneered slightly, the tone of cold without a bit of ups and downs has a sense of chill.

Huo Chenyu knew that this man was the most uncertain, so he did not talk much, but looked at the other side's facial expression quietly.

He knew more about Huo Yao's unfeeling degree than anyone else.

The other party's interests are more important than children's, and whether they will be angry with Ye sang because of problems in cooperation with Zhao's family, Huo Chenyu is not sure.

”You broke the hand of Zhao's little son?”

In the end, Huo Yao's gloomy and cold expression sank slightly. He looked down at the smelly boy in front of him. He could not hear any ups and downs in his light tone.

But Huo Chenyu obviously felt that he was not worried.