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Chapter 698: His Son

Huo Ke also sat up at this time, looking back at everything behind him. There was a bad smile on his face, and there was no smile at all.

"Go back to the compound right away."

Looking at the car in the distance, a man and a woman walked on the black car, the woman was about forty years old but still graceful, with black hair and red lips, and skin as white as snow. She has a delicate face, with extremely thin red lips, and when she purses slightly, she gives people a kind of indifference and alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

A pair of slightly squinted eyes, revealing coldness.

"Is that him?" The woman looked at the car that had gone away, and was stunned.

The man driving didn't know how to answer.

"It must be him." The woman seemed to be sure of something, and when she retracted her gaze and looked at the rocks of the landslide, her expression was indescribably hideous. "Huo Linong, this useless waste, I knew I would kill him."

"I heard that his son is very powerful, but I'm afraid I won't have a chance to do it in the future."

At the mention of his son, the woman's face was even more hateful.

Nanfei didn't sleep well all night, and as soon as she got up the next day, she heard that something had happened to the Huo family.

Wang Guixiang was busy packing up her things, preparing to visit Huo's house after dinner, when she saw Nanfei coming downstairs, she greeted her, "Nanfei, I heard that Huo Ke had a car accident last night, do you want to visit with me?" ”

After she finished speaking, she thought that Nanfei was just Huo Beijiang's doll when he was in the countryside, and it would be a little embarrassing to go now.

And looking at the appearance of the Huo family, they should not admit the existence of Nanfei.

When Nanfei heard that Huo Ke had been in a car accident, she was frightened, and hurriedly asked about the situation, and was relieved to make sure that there was no danger to her life.

"I'll go!" Nanfei pursed her lips, thinking of Huo Ke chasing after her and shouting at the little aunt, how could she not go. "Wait, I'll prepare a gift."

She didn't know what Huo Ke needed, but for her at this stage, the best thing she could do was her own paintings. So he ran to the study, Dai Jinhai was reading, and when he saw her come in, he asked happily, "You want to paint?" ”

"Yes, I want to go with Aunt Wang to see Huo Ke who was in a car accident, and I don't have anything to do, so I want to give him a painting."

"Yes, yes." Dai Jinhai gave up his position and said happily: "You come to paint, I will help you frame, and let you see my framing technique." ”

All masters of Chinese painting are proficient in mounting, not only framing, but also many for distressed, imitation, appreciation ability is first-class.

As soon as Nanfei and Dai Jinhai talked about painting, they forgot the time. When Jiang Yang was in the countryside, he used to get up early, and his biggest hobby was to walk around the village with Jiang Hui in the morning, or move a small bench to sit at the gate of the yard in a daze.

Everyone thought that Jiang Yang hadn't gotten up yet, but in fact, he was the first in the family. This will be in a daze on the bench in the compound! He suddenly thought of his eldest brother who came yesterday, and he could still remember the direction he saw when he was upstairs, so he simply got up and walked in the direction of his memory.

Jiang Yang was young, white and clean, walking on the road of the compound, people passing by couldn't help but look twice. He walked to the gate of the Wei family alone and stretched out his head to look inside. Thinking that the big brother lived here, he was curious and quietly walked in.

As soon as I went in, I met Tang Qian who was about to go out, and the enemy was very red when they met.