Huo Yuqian looked at the two people on the ground with a dark face, withdrew his gun, and strode forward to pull Fu Jiu up.

Fu Jiu struggled very resistantly, and in the next second, he was hugged by Huo Yuqian and walked to the military vehicle.

Fu Jiu was stuffed into the car by him, and then he also sat in, "Go home." ”

Fu Jiu shook off his hand and said angrily: "Huo Yuqian, I really didn't expect you to be such a person!" ”

"Why are you shooting!" Fu Jiu glared at him angrily and asked.

"Hmph, do I still need to explain to you in Jiangcheng!!" Huo Yuqian snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"You!" Fu Jiu looked at him with an unreasonable expression, then turned his face away, and stopped talking, worried about Han Luoshu's situation in his heart.

When he arrived at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, Fu Jiu opened the door and jumped out of the car without waiting for the driver to get out of the car, and went straight to the car without looking back.

Huo Yuqian looked through the car glass and looked at her back deeply.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was particularly gloomy, and Fu Jiu felt as if he was being pressed under a stone, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

After the meal, the old lady kept Fu Jiu, and Huo Dashuai called Huo Yuqian to the study in a cold voice when he went out.

"Bastard!" Huo Dashuai slammed the teacup and scolded angrily.

Huo Yuqian stood straight, lowered his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"It's getting worse and worse! You and the second child of the Han family are both people with heads and faces, let's not talk about him, let's just say that you are in Jiangcheng in the name of Young Marshal Huo Jun, and shoot in a street brawl, is this a serious matter! Huo Dashuai threw off his robe and sat on the chair, glaring at him and roaring.

"Father, I was impulsive." Huo Yuqian said in a calm tone.

"Impulsive...... Impulsive, so many people are present, not to mention fighting with your bare hands, you even shoot, do you know how Jiang Cheng is commenting on you now! Huo Dashuai's face was angry. Red.

Huo Yuqian's mouth pursed into a straight line, and the dark eyes that drooped down were surging.

"People say that Young Marshal Huo Jun is a person who is untrustworthy, and he will make a villain deceive and use power for his life! If this continues, Huo Jun will lose the hearts of the people! Huo Dashuai hated to look at him with iron and steel, and the matter had come to this point, and he had nothing to say.

"It was he who provoked me first" Huo Yuqian explained, but was interrupted by Huo Dashuai: "Shut up, no matter who it is, you seem to be too impetuous for a while." ”

Hearing this, Huo Yuqian bit his tongue, what his father said was true, but he gradually felt that his emotions were uncontrollable, and he thought that it was August and it was the height of summer, and it was inevitable that he would be anxious.

"Han Junna, I'll negotiate, from today onwards, except for the barracks, you are not allowed to go anywhere, go to the ancestral hall to receive the family law!" Huo Dashuai has experienced the battlefield for many years, and his words have a deterrent effect.

The old lady and Mrs. Huo kept Fu Jiu, they had already heard about what was happening on the street today, and they were afraid that it would be on the news tomorrow.

"Girl, tell me what's going on." The old lady said in a kind tone.

Fu Jiu bit his lip and glanced at the old lady and Mrs. Huo very apologetically.

"Today, because of the matter of the winery, I made an appointment with Mr. Han to discuss at the Dajiang Hotel, and later, the young marshal appeared and wanted to take me away."

Then Mr. Han stopped, and the two of them said that they wanted to have a game, and then they ......, "Fu Jiu didn't say any more, and if there was anything to win, he wasn't allowed to pester her, and he didn't say anything."

"Alas, Qionglou is really confused!" Mrs. Huo complained with a crying voice, "I'm afraid that I have already arrived at the ancestral hall to receive the family law at this time." ”

The old lady sighed after hearing this, and she said slowly: "I don't know what my grandson is thinking, I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm afraid Qiong Lou doesn't want to let you go." ”

When Fu Jiu heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and looked at the old lady with frightened eyes.

"Girl, let me ask you, would you like to be a little little for Qionglou?" The old lady's eyes were sincere, and her tone was tentative.

Fu Jiu only felt a pain in his throat, "I ......"