This seems to be the first time Song Canran has heard him mention his father.

From the old man's mouth, she vaguely understood the story of Huo Zizhao's parents.

Huo's father likes a woman, but he was beaten by the old man, but he never forgot this woman, and he did not hesitate to abandon his wife and children for her in the end.

Huo Zizhao grew up with his grandfather, and his mother, whom he often meets, is not close, let alone his father who has not been by his side for a long time?

It is also human nature that he does not like this irresponsible father.

Song Canran thought that Huo Zizhao didn't want to see his father so he wouldn't go back for the New Year, but later realized that this was not entirely the case.

Huo Zizhao didn't want to talk about it, and took her on the yacht together.

"Yes."

An Keke jumped over happily, and the boat was almost full of Huo Zizhao's group of fox friends and dogs.

"You're finally here, just waiting for you to go to sea."

It's now more than eight o'clock in the evening, New Year's Eve at sea, which sounds pretty good.

The cruise ship sails in the vast night.

The night outside was cold, and the cabin was as warm as spring, Huo Zizhao hugged her to the dining table, picked up the plate and fetched some food for her.

"I didn't eat enough just now."

She smiled and took it, she really didn't have much appetite for those people in the Song family just now.

"You eat some too."

On the other side of the cabin was a card table, and a group of people gathered together, more people watching the cards than playing them.

Seeing that they were sticky feeding each other there, Jiang Ruliu shouted loudly: "Hey, it's good to be a good person, you eat fragrant and drink spicy, but you stuff dog food for us." ”

Stuffed dog food?

Huo Zizhao raised his eyebrows, didn't know what to think, and hugged her and walked over.

"Zhaozhao, do you want to play two?" Fu Chen was decisive and flattering.

Seeing Huo Zizhao nodding, he quickly gave up his position.

This position is too back, I haven't won a set in one night, and now I'm finally letting it out.

Huo Zizhao didn't do that wrong, turned around and helped Song Canran up.

"You play whatever you want, if you win, yours if you lose, if you lose, theirs."

“……”

The three around him glared at him angrily.

Can they disagree?

Of course not.

Huo Zizhao pulled a chair and sat down against Song Canran, holding a dinner plate in his hand, and stuffing something into her mouth from time to time.

"Open your mouth, slow down, this won't work."

Someone, who had already seen a few cards, put food into her mouth without blushing and heartbeat, and then threw a card out for her.

“……”

Everyone who had been abused to doubt their lives turned their faces and glared at Fu Chen angrily.

Fu Chen folded his hands, leaned on the back of the chair like an uncle, and smiled very unkindly.

Deserve it, who let you guys win a small amount of money.

Under this wave of operations, Song Canran was simply possessed by the God of Gambling, killing all sides, and winning couldn't stop.

"Give money to money!" Huo Zizhao was more proud than he won, and as soon as he folded his account, he counted it well, and then quickly asked for the account.

"Xiao Ranran, you are too ruthless, you have won all my New Year's money." Jiang Ruliu watched as the last steel jump in front of her turned into hers.

"Then it's better to lose your wife, you can't marry a wife anyway."

Someone who was stabbed in the heart again: "......"

The first sentence is forgotten, and the latter sentence is strongly unconvinced.

"Coco, you're on!" He rushed to the crown and pushed Ankeke, who was watching the excitement, to his throne: "If you lose, it's yours." ”

"Huh?" An Keke was confused: "I can't play." ”

"You need someone like you who can't play," Jiang Ruliu said bitterly: "Those who drown are all water-savvy, and those who can't play have the best luck." ”