Xu Lan fell silent. She knew that Huo Jiabao鈥檚 woman had a good relationship with his. He was ranked number one in the Y city鈥檚 Playboy Ranking every year and had been associated with a couple of women for who knows how many years.

However, wasn鈥檛 it always women who worried about him?

How could he worry about women?

"Is there a woman pestering him that makes him in a bad mood?" Xu Lan could only think of this possibility.

Qian Jun grinned when he heard this, but didn鈥檛 say anything.

His somewhat ambiguous attitude, in Xu Lan鈥檚 opinion, could be considered as tacit agreement to this answer.

Xu Lan knew what she had to do, so she bid Qian Jun farewell and walked towards the room with her feet raised.

Inside the room, after Qian Jun left, Huo Jiabao angrily knocked the things on the tea table to the floor.

Xu Lan walked to the door and pressed the doorbell.

Huo Jiabao was still fuming as he yelled at the door, "Who is it?"

"Brother Jiabao, it鈥檚 me." Xu Lan said from outside the door.

Hearing Xu Lan鈥檚 voice, Huo Jiu got up impatiently. He walked to the door and opened it. Without even looking at her, he turned around and walked over to the sofa to sit down.

Xu Lan entered the door, saw the mess on the floor, and knew that Qian Jun was right, he was indeed in a bad mood, so he quietly walked to the coffee table, without saying a word, he bent down and started picking up the scattered documents on the floor, along with his phone and teacup.

Huo Jiabao saw the situation, and said in a displeased tone, "What are you looking for me for?"

"It鈥檚 nothing important. Auntie, please call me. She鈥檚 worried that you won鈥檛 be able to eat well or sleep well. Let me visit you every day and report to her that you鈥檙e safe." Xu Lan picked up the documents, tidied them up, and placed them on the tea table again as she spoke with a gentle tone.

"You were really a dutiful spy for my mom." Huo Jiabao mocked.

Xu Feng seemed to be used to his attitude and didn鈥檛 mind. She only smiled and said, "Aunt cares about you, and I care about you too."

"She鈥檚 my mom, it鈥檚 okay to care about me, but why are you?" Huojiao looked at her coldly and asked.

Hearing his question, Xu Lan鈥檚 expression froze, but very quickly, she raised her head and looked at him with a gentle gaze. Her eyes were filled with emotion, but she did not directly answer him.

After packing up, Xu Lan saw Huo Jiu鈥檚 gloomy face and thought that he was just worrying about a woman鈥檚 matter. She said, "Jian-ge, today my aunt called me and told me something interesting. Do you want to hear it?"

Huo Jiu wasn鈥檛 very interested, but at this moment, he was very bothered by the matters of He Mei Xin. When Xu Lan spoke to him, she could somewhat divert his attention, so she didn鈥檛 stop her.

Seeing that he did not say anything, Xu Lan assumed that he had tacitly agreed, walked to his side and sat down, saying, "It鈥檚 like this, aunt she has a friend, a few days ago she found out that her husband had another woman outside, that that woman was pestering him to death, and that her husband was unable to do anything but ask her aunt鈥檚 friend for help. Her aunt鈥檚 friend found out about her husband鈥檚 cheating and went to find the third party to negotiate with them.

"..." After listening to her story, Huo Jiabao only had one thought in his head, "Boring."

Seeing Huo Jiu didn鈥檛 have any reaction, Xu Lan thought he was thinking about something, so she continued, "Actually, against persistent women, women are often more useful than men."

"You stay by my mother鈥檚 side and listen to these things every day?" Huo Jiu didn鈥檛 have any feelings for Xu Lan鈥檚 existence in her house, because he wasn鈥檛 at home often, so they didn鈥檛 even have the chance to talk. Basically, Xu Lan had met him and asked him for a few words, so his impression of her wasn鈥檛 too deep, and she didn鈥檛 hate her, and she didn鈥檛 like her.

If not for Xu Lan following him to New York this time, he would have barely noticed her.

Now that he heard her talk to him about such unnutritious things, he only felt that his mother was truly frightening.

He had turned a young girl, who should have been lively and cute, into a long-mouthed woman who liked to gossip about other people鈥檚 private lives.

Xu Lan didn鈥檛 know what Huo Jiu thought of her, but from the way he spoke, she knew that she didn鈥檛 seem to be too happy. Her heart slightly trembled, but she smiled and said, "No, I just occasionally hear my aunt talk about this."

"Don鈥檛 say these things in front of me in the future, I don鈥檛 like to hear them!" Huo Jiabao said in an ice-cold tone.

This time, Xu Lan understood that what she said just now had indeed made him unhappy. Her face instantly became at a loss of what to do.

"Is there anything else? If there鈥檚 nothing else, let鈥檚 go. I need to rest. " Huo Jiabao asked as he saw her sitting dumbly beside him. His gaze swept over her.

Xu Lan came back to reality and shook her head, "No ..." "It鈥檚 alright, Brother Jiabao. You rest first, I鈥檒l be going back now."

Huo Jiu didn鈥檛 say anything. He only watched her leave before impatiently picking up his phone and dialing Qiu Ye鈥檚 number.

As soon as the call connected, he immediately asked, "Did you run into Xu Lan at the door just now?"

"Yeah." Qian Chao answered.

"What did you tell her?" Huo Jiabao asked again.

"It鈥檚 nothing. She asked if you were in the room. I said you were."

"That鈥檚 it?"

"Oh, I also advised her that you are in a bad mood and told her not to disturb you."

"But she still came."

"I鈥檓 sorry, CEO. I should have stopped her."

"Not only did she come, she told me a strange story."

"En..." What did she tell you? " Qian Jun was extremely curious.

"You want to know?"

"A little." In fact, he really wanted to know.

"Ask her yourself. "Let me tell you, from today onwards, keep an eye on her and don鈥檛 let her come looking for me when she has nothing better to do. I don鈥檛 want to see her." Hooligan bellowed from the other end of the phone.

"..." Qian Jun heard the roar and held his phone far away from him.

Huo Jiabao hung up the phone. With a stern expression, he threw his phone onto the sofa.

City Y.

On Friday night, Huo Xiwen was at home dressing up. She was dressed in a long, white fish-tailed dress, and had loose, curly hair that fell to her shoulders.

At around 7 AM, Fu Mujun鈥檚 car arrived at the Huo family鈥檚 main gate.

Huo XIwen received the call, picked up his handbag, and quickly went downstairs. After bidding farewell to his mother, he went out and got into Fu Mujun鈥檚 car.

After getting on the car, Fu Mujun didn鈥檛 hurry to drive, instead, he carefully observed Huo XIwen鈥檚 face for a few seconds.

Huo XIwen felt somewhat uncomfortable under the scorching gaze, and asked with a heated face: "What are you looking at? Is there dirt on my face? "