Huo Huaien raised his eyebrows: “you are also Chinese.”
The man shrugged: “That’s right, from Qingcheng. My Chinese name is Han Lunshuo. You can call me Ren or Lunshuo. Of course, it’s okay to call me Shuoshuo.”
Huo Huaien glanced at Su Yao, then squinted and smiled at Han Lunshuo: “I’m Huo Huaien, from Beicheng, and the ward of Miss Su Yao’s fiancé.”
Su Yao raised her eyebrows high, as if she wanted to laugh.
Han Lunshuo suddenly said: “Oh… That old man in Moxinian is your guardian, so you must be bored, right?”
“Who says he’s old-fashioned?” Huo Huaien said, looking at Su Yao: “What did you say?”
“How could it be?” Su Yao waved her hand, “I’m not so stupid.”
Huo Huaien looked at Han Lunshuo: “you are a big man, it’s okay to slander others behind others, is it appropriate?”
“Old-fashioned…it might not be a derogatory term.”
“According to what you said, it must be very free for a little boy like you to come out to eat with others.” Hawthorne shrugged: “Of course, little boy is not necessarily a derogatory term.”
Han Lunshuo nodded: “That’s right, in my opinion, a pretty face is a compliment. You are the one who praised me for being handsome. Heh, it is my honor to be praised for being handsome by a beautiful woman I met for the first time.”
When Hawthorne saw Han Lunshuo’s hippie smile, his face turned black.
How could Su Yao like this kind of man?
Doesn’t it really match her temperament?
“Beauty, do you want to call your friend over, let’s have a meal?”
“No, I will lose my appetite when I see little white faces occasionally,” she said, curling her lips, walked to Su Yao’s side, and whispered to her, “this man is far worse than my brother Xi Nian. You should be careful.”
After she finished speaking, she blinked at Su Yao.
Su Yao held back her smile and nodded: “I see.”
“Su Yao, I’m leaving first. My friend is still waiting for me,” she said, and after glancing back at Han Lunshuo, she walked quickly to Chu Qingqing.
Han Lunshuo sat down, moved closer to Su Yao, and said in a low voice, “cousin, this cutie is not bad.”
“Heh, this little cutie is nice, but she’s not someone you can move, so put your mind to rest.”
Han Lunshuo said disdainfully: “Isn’t she the youngest daughter of the Huo family? Is our family background not worthy of her, or your little brother and my temperament are not worthy of her?”
Su Yao smiled and said calmly: “She has a master.”
“I’m not married, and I have a chance if I’m not married.”
Su Yao gave him a white look: “If you move her, you have to weigh it. Do you think your family has a chance of winning against the two Dihui groups?”
“two?”
Su Yao shrugged: “the man who is waiting to pick this flower is as strong as Huo Tingshen.”
Han Lunshuo looked back at Hawthorne who was not far away. Who would be the one to fall in love with her?
My heart is really itchy.
As soon as Huo Huaien sat down, Chu Qingqing asked gossipingly: “what’s the matter, did you frustrate the other party’s prestige?”