"Auntie, don't say it, I have now admitted that I did it, what is the president going to do with me?" Chunhua lowered her head and wiped her tears, at noon, she had already let people take away the money, and there was no news in the bank card.

This is the last thing she can do for her husband, even if she leaves endless regrets, it will not be a hurried end.

"Hey!" The older servant sighed deeply.

Huo Yunting glanced at Chunhua, and then at Mrs. Huo, who didn't know when she was standing in the stairwell, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Leave it to the police to deal with." ”

Then get up and leave.

Huo Mingwei stayed to deal with it, and Huo Qiuze drove Huo Yunting back.

It wasn't until the door slammed shut that Song Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, that Chunhua didn't betray her, the money was lost, Chunhua needed money, and she wouldn't talk nonsense.

In the car, Huo Qiuze was very angry.

"President, this time things are not so simple, just Chunhua alone, she can't do such a thing." He was angry that he didn't find out who was behind it.

Back then, he was personally selected by the old lady to grow up with the president, which did not have any loss for him, but with the support of the old lady, he fulfilled his dream.

Without the old lady and the president, he would not have been able to study abroad at all.

Mom's health is not good enough to afford his millions of tuition.

He has always been grateful for the old lady's support.

Huo Yunting sat expressionlessly, looking at the dark and gloomy road outside the window, his heart was also very heavy, and he said hoarsely: "It's okay, I will show my feet in the future, you work hard during this time, find a quieter villa again, a courtyard villa on the first floor, and wait for the old lady to move in after she is discharged from the hospital, let her move in and bring Aunt Huo and a few other trustworthy people with her." ”

"President, I see."

After returning to the villa, Huo Yunting felt very tired, and after bathing, he lay heavily on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, and his fatigue was much lighter.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, and unlike last time, this time the fragrance was completely orange-scented, not very strong, and after a while, it was a bit like a lily.

It's so light that it's not annoying at all, but obsessively want to smell more.

Huo Yunting closed his eyes obsessively, the faint fragrance was like the warm voice of a small thing, when he was nervous, when he was shy, the voice was soft and lustful, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

Huo Yunting thought about it, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his originally tired body gradually relaxed.

Today was a surprise and an accident for him.

He suddenly remembered his son, took the mobile phone on the side, clicked on WeChat, and sent a message to his son.

(Did you sleep)

Qiao Zhiyu: (No, eat cake and listen to my mother chanting.) ）

Huo Yunting: (Boy, how do you speak?) ）

Qiao Zhiyu: (I stole snacks, littered, and was trained by my mother)

Huo Yunting: (You admit it's quite refreshing)

Qiao Zhiyu: (The garbage is in my room, can I not admit it?) ）

Huo Yunting: "." You can do it, you really can!

Huo Yunting: (Rest early, don't let your mother worry.) ）

Qiao Zhiyu: (Don't worry, my mother never worries about me.) ）

Huo Yunting felt that he couldn't talk about it this day, this encounter was inherited from a small thing, his mouth was like a river, and his teeth were sharp.

Qiao Zhiyu: (My mother went back to accompany my brother, and my ears are relaxed.) ）

Huo Yunting: (Is your brother home alone every day?) ）

Qiao Zhiyu: (Yes, I feel sorry for my brother, or do you think it is not easy for my mother to raise our three brothers and sisters?) ）

Huo Yunting suddenly remembered that at noon a few days, he drove away from the company as soon as it was time to eat, and it turned out that he was going back to make lunch for Niannian.

Huo Yunting: (Hmm!) Dad feels sorry for you, and he feels sorry for your mother. ）

But he didn't think his son was "poor" at all.

Qiao Zhiyu: (My mother said that we are from the Internet.) ）

Huo Yunting: (With your cleverness, do you believe it too?) ）

Qiao Zhiyu: (I don't believe it, but I still have to believe my mother, otherwise she will be nervous and sad, my brother can beat her chest in distress while she is lying down.) ）

(If you had shown up earlier, my mother might not have had to work so hard, my mother's blood type and my brother's matching were not successful, you must be able to do it, for this, my mother paid a lot.) ）

Huo Yunting looked at this news, his heart was very heavy, and it was not necessarily okay for him to appear.

Nian Nian is the son of Yanzhi, although he doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world, but it is such a coincidence.

Huo Yunting: (It's Dad's fault.) ）

Qiao Zhiyu: (Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great, good night!) ）

Huo Yunting smiled and put down his phone, he also felt a little sleepy.

The next day at work, Qiao Anmu's spirit was much better.

After the morning meeting today, there was not much work, so Qiao Anmu sat in the office area to sort out other things.

After tidying up, she picked up her phone to check the time, and suddenly saw the video sent to her by Qin Huaiyu.

She turned off her voice and clicked on it to take a look, and it was actually a poppy painting.

[Mu Mu, look, is this the true work of the poppy?] At the end, there is also an excited emoji.

Qiao Anmu carefully identified two of them, and one of "Sijun" was actually real.

The other two were actually copied, and they were very well copied.

Even she was surprised by the other party's technique, it was so similar.

But the technique is exactly the same as the last time it appeared at auction.

So, is this guy going to show up?

Qiao Anmu immediately sent a message to ask Qin Huaiyu: ["Sijun" is genuine, the other two are fake, where did you buy these three paintings?] ］

Qin Huaiyu quickly replied to her message: [Mu Mu, I knew you would be interested, you also know the roots of Yu Meiren's paintings, you see that this "Sijun" is simply amazing and lifelike, I want to hang it in my bedroom and enjoy it every day. ］

Qiao Anmu: "......" this painting idiot, is this what she is asking?

Qiao Anmu: [Young Master, I'm asking where you bought this painting?] ］

Qin Huaiyu replied: [Mu Mu, are you also happy to see it?] It's just a pity that the other two pairs are fake, and if I had taken you with me at that time, I wouldn't have bought the fake. ］

Qiao Anmu: "......" instantly doubted the IQ of this eldest young master.

Qiao Anmu: [Answer my question, thank you!] ］

Qin Huaiyu: [Mu Mu, [Sijun] If you like it, I'm willing to give it to you. ］

Qiao Anmu: "......" This person was born with a cucumber like this, and he undershoots.

Qiao Anmu: [A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, Young Master Qin, I just want to know where you bought the painting?] ］

Qin Huaiyu: [Mu Mu, Secretary Gu took me to buy it, and she also likes the poppy paintings, very much.] ］