"Knock knock knock ......" Huo Yunting in the dream was like hearing a voice like a talisman.

"Mom, will you let me out? I'm going to be very good in the future, Mom......"

The boy's heart-rending voice banged on the door, he was afraid of the dark, he didn't want to stay in a dark place.

He kept banging on the door, and his fragile and young heart sought a little comfort in the sound of this urgent knocking on the door.

It was too dark, and there was a terrible aura everywhere, and a terrible feeling of suffocation swept through the body.

Loneliness, fear, despair, all tore at his young heart.

The screen switches, and the child has grown into a ten-year-old boy, wearing a white shirt, lying weakly in the night.

"It's all you, it's all because of you, it's all because of you that your father refuses to come back to me, it's because of you that your father was hooked by that vixen ......" A heart-rending torture exploded in his ears like thunder.

"Hurt...... "The whole body hurts, what is a vixen? Why didn't his dad come home?

No, Dad comes home every day, why does Mom say this about Dad, he doesn't understand.

"Big brother, are you alright?"

"Who ......" was a beautiful voice, and the boy in the darkness was redeemed.

He opened his eyes vigorously, and against the light, a cute little girl walked towards him.

Light...... Such a beautiful light, the boy smiled weakly, and instantly lost consciousness.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Whew......" Huo Yunting sat up from the bed suddenly.

He was a little dazed, not knowing if it was a dream or reality.

It's been a long time since I've dreamed, and some of the fragments in the dream are what he has personally experienced, but why would she say something like that?

Who is the vixen?

Mrs. Huo is by no means the vixen she calls her.

Who the hell is she talking about? For so many years, the mystery has not been solved.

"Knock knock ......" came again, and Huo Yunting was pulled to reality, he turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, and glanced out the window, the dazzling sunlight was very bright.

He looked at his bedroom for a moment.

He actually slept until dawn, and really woke up to dawn.

It was that terrible dream again, but luckily his little thing appeared in the end.

In the air, there is also that faint sweet smell, this little thing will really warm people's hearts.

Huo Yunting pressed his eyebrows, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The knock on the door is so urgent, that little thing has made breakfast.

"Come in." Huo Yunting's voice carried the hoarseness that he had just woken up, and he deliberately pulled open his loose nightgown.

Early in the morning, give little things some benefits as a reward.

Huo Qiuze quickly pushed the door in, and saw his president leaning against the head of the bed in an extremely sassy posture.

In the warm sunlight, he is like a domineering prince in the comics, looking at the door with elegant eyes, when the eyes collide.

Huo Qiuze: "......" heart is beating so fast?

The smooth abs were honey-colored, revealing a fatal temptation.

Oh buy ga, I really want to be an omega, and the president is his Alpha.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to say it.

Huo Yunting quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself, and the sharp aura floated to Huo Qiuze at the fastest speed.

"Get out!"

Huo Qiuze almost crawled out of the door.

Huo Yunting took a deep breath, why wasn't that little thing coming in.

He must win over that sissy, although Jiang Shuyan is very beautiful, he Huo Yunting is also very charming.

Huo Yunting got up and went to bathe.

The bathroom is spacious and luxurious, the water temperature is just right, he closed his eyes comfortably, and slept until he woke up naturally, this feeling has not appeared for more than ten years, he is very greedy.

Huo Qiuze stumbled to the first floor, just in time to be seen by Qiao Anmu.

"Assistant Huo, you were chased by a ghost early in the morning."

Huo Qiuze broke out in a cold sweat on his head, "Secretary Qiao, it's more terrifying than a ghost, you don't have to prepare my breakfast, I'll go clean the office for you first, and you and the president will come over later." ”

After Huo Qiuze finished speaking, without waiting for Qiao Anmu to speak, the person ran towards the door.

Qiao Anmu: Does "......" feel like he has been sold?

She glanced upstairs sullenly, but there was no movement.

Puzzled for a while, she turned around and went to the kitchen again, she didn't take long to make egg rolls today.

But her egg roll was ready, and Huo Yunting didn't come down, she could only put it in the incubator and go up to call Huo Yunting.

Huo Yunting was angry, and he didn't take a change of clothes when he went into the bathroom.

Looking at the nightgown that he had left on the ground not far away, he was a little depressed.

I wanted to call Huo Qiuze, but I found that I didn't bring a phone in.

"President, it's time for breakfast." Qiao Anmu knocked on the door, but no one answered, so she pushed the door in by herself. But there was no one in the room.

When Huo Yunting heard this, he smiled darkly, it was a small thing.

"Secretary Joe, on the left side of the cloakroom, help me bring in a set of clothes."

Qiao Anmu was sure that her ears were good, what did she hear?

Huo Yunting asked her to send her clothes in.

How could she be worse than a nanny?

No, she has a bad ear and doesn't hear anything.

Qiao Anmu quietly turned around and was about to leave.

Huo Yunting seemed to know her cunning character, and when Qiao Anmu turned around and took two small steps, Huo Yunting's deep voice suddenly came out.

"Secretary Joe."

The deep voice successfully stopped Qiao Anmu's steps.

Qiao Anmu glanced at the direction of the bathroom again, no, no, no, my sister didn't hear it.

My sister is autistic.

"Secretary Joe, I repeat, bring in my clothes."

Qiao Anmu: "......" I didn't hear or see.

"Secretary Qiao, if you dare to walk out of this door, I will correct you on the spot when I come out." There was a thick threat, and it didn't feel like a joke at all.

However, Qiao Anmu is a typical eater of soft rather than hard.

I'll just walk out, what can you do with me? Qiao Anmu slandered in her heart.

Huo Yunting listened to the lack of movement outside, and smiled helplessly, it seemed that he could only make a trick.

"What I just said was all angry words, send my clothes in, and I'll give you money later."

"How much?" Qiao Anmu spoke out without thinking about it.

After speaking out, she regretted how she was sold for money.

"Hehe......" Huo Yunting let out a low-alcohol and pleasant laugh, this little thing loves money so much.

"You send it in first, and I'll give you the money later." The sound is incomprehensible.

Qiao Anmu glared fiercely at the bathroom door.

Okay, good, for the sake of money.

Qiao Anmu turned around and went to the cloakroom, and instantly blinded her, it was really poverty that limited her imagination, a suit here is enough to buy a small house, all of which are foreign high-end private custom suits.

Purely hand-sewn, it takes about six weeks for a suit to be customized to be shipped.

To be rich is to be capricious.

Qiao Anmu found the suit that Huo Yunting said, with a shirt and underwear on it.

Qiao Anmu: "......"

For the sake of money, she is too bottomless.

Resigned to his fate, he walked to the bathroom door with his clothes in his arms and knocked on the door.