Chapter 28: Calamity

Seeing Huo Simeng's appearance, Huo Sixi pursed his lips and muttered coldly, "Pretend." ”

Huo Jun sighed, today was originally a moment of double happiness, but it was just bitter for Huo Simeng.

The appearance has also been ruined, the reputation has been shattered, and now the two marriages are yellow, how can Huo Simeng live.

Wang Shiyun smiled awkwardly, "Master, since Meng'er is in a bad mood, let's celebrate together, and I'll send Meng'er some food and use it later." ”

"You can't treat Meng'er badly."

"Sir, don't worry, I know what to do."

Seeing Wang Shiyun's confident appearance, Huo Jun no longer bothered about anything.

Huo Simeng returned to the hut, and Bilian placed a bag of pastries on the table.

"Miss, this is the osmanthus cake you asked me to buy."

Huo Simeng glanced at it and thought calmly.

She hasn't gained a firm foothold yet, and she is not so likable in front of Huo Jun, just Huo Jun's guilt towards the fourth aunt can't wholeheartedly let Huo Simeng get protection.

Moreover, Wang Shiyun always blows the pillow wind in Huo Jun's ears, which will seriously interfere with Huo Jun's judgment.

But today's family banquet seems a little embarrassing, after all, the four daughters of the Huo family, the eldest and the third, are all over, and the second and fourth are still idle.

It is understandable to say that Huo Simeng is idle, but as the daughter of the second aunt, Huo Siqi, the second lady of the Huo family, was not married, which is a bit unbelievable.

Huo Simeng took out the handwriting that Xuanyuan Ming saw just now, the font is square, and it is very popular with everyone, but this font is also best imitated.

If you want to completely separate the relationship between Wang Shiyun and her second aunt Liu Yunyan, you have to start with Huo Siqi.

"Bilian, you will send this bag of osmanthus cake to your father to the study later."

Bi Lian was stunned, "Miss, don't you go by yourself?" ”

"No, I'm going to the temple, and when the master asks you, you will say that I have already packed my things."

Bilian was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Of course, Bi Lian knew in her heart that this was all a trick.

It is nothing more than to let Huo Jun know that his fourth daughter cares about him the most, and for the sake of the reputation of the Huo family, the fourth daughter chooses to go to the temple, of course, Huo Simeng can't be let go at this time.

I'm afraid it's a gamble.

At nightfall, Bilian saw the light in the study and walked over.

"Who's out there?"

"Master, I'm the fourth lady's maid Bilian."

"Come in."

Bilian gently pushed open the door and placed the osmanthus cake on the desk.

"What does it smell like?"

"Master, this is what Miss ordered to send to you, Miss doesn't have much silver, so it may not be very good to buy."

Huo Jun picked up this bag of things, and when he smelled it, he knew that it was osmanthus cake.

"Hey, Meng'er has a heart."

"Master, then Bilian retreated."

"Wait," Huo Jun looked sad, "How is Meng'er?" ”

"Miss, she ......"

Seeing that Bilian was struggling, Huo Jun frowned, "What's wrong with Meng'er?" ”

"The young lady is packing up her things and planning to live in the temple."

"What?"

Huo Junteng stood up, hurriedly walked out of the study, and walked towards Huo Simeng's courtyard.

Huo Simeng simply packed up a package, estimated that the time was about the same, and hurriedly walked out of the yard with the package on his back.

just bumped into Huo Jun, who was hurrying over.

"Daddy? What are you doing here? ”

Huo Jun saw Huo Simeng's body, this was not a joke, it was not a joke, it was not a joke, but he was really ready to leave quietly.

"Meng'er, why are you so stupid."

Huo Simeng's nose was sour, and he sobbed.

"Dad, don't stop me, I am the disaster star of the Huo family, I am an ominous person, you just let me live in the temple and practice."

Huo Jun hugged Huo Simeng in his arms, "Silly boy, how can you be a disaster star, you are not allowed to say such things in the future." ”

Huo Simeng nestled in Huo Jun's arms, nodding his head vigorously, his nose was still sobbing, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.