“Are you sure the wedding can go ahead?”
Moxinian looked at her: “even if I tie her up, I have to tie her to the wedding.”
“Say,” Huo Ting cleared his throat deeply.
In front of him, he said that he wanted to tie up his sister, but he couldn’t refute anything.
In the afternoon, moxinian appeared at the school gate to pick up Hawthorne from school as usual.
After Hawthorne went out, he didn’t look at Moxinian’s car, but ran straight to a Maybach on the east side of the gate.
In the car, Han Zhi got down, and the two hugged after meeting.
Moxinian’s eyes turned cold, and he drove the car over.
Han Zhi was not surprised to see Moxinian get off the car.
He waved to Moxinian and said with a smile, “Mr. Mo, good afternoon.”
“Howard,” Moxinian ignored Han Zhi and said coldly, “Get in the car.”
Huo Huaien didn’t look at him, but walked to Han Zhi’s side, took Han Zhi’s arm naturally, and asked affectionately: “Xiao Zhi, where should we eat at night?”
Han Zhi helped her cut her hair, “I’ll take you to eat whatever you want.”
“Then…just find a western restaurant. It doesn’t matter what you eat. I’m very happy to have dinner with you.”
Moxi came forward and held Hawthorne’s wrist: “I’ll let you get in the car.”
Huo Huaien turned to look at Han Zhi: “Xiao Zhi, don’t be angry if someone grabs your fiancee’s hand like this.”
Han Zhi stood between the two of them and said, “Mr. Mo, if you have something to say, it’s better to say it well.”
fiancée……
Moxinian glared at Han Zhi: “Get out.”
Han Zhi looked back at Huo Huaien: “how about you get in the car first, and I’ll have a private word with Mr. Mo.”
Huo Huaien nodded and smiled at Han Zhi: “then I’ll wait for you in the car.”
She had just turned around when Han Zhi’s cry of pain came from behind her.
Huo Huaien looked back and saw that moxinian had beaten Han Zhi to the ground at some point in his life.
Han Zhi got up, and said a little troublesomely: “Moxinian, what are you doing?”
“I should ask you this. You are a guest at the Huo family, but not with me, so,” he reached out and grabbed Han Zhi’s collar: “Don’t be arrogant in front of me.”
Hawthorne didn’t expect moxie to do it.
She stepped forward, stretched out her hand to hold Moxinian’s hand, and said impatiently, “Moxinian, let go.”
Moxinian’s cold eyes fell on her face: “Don’t make me repeat what I just said a third time, get in the car.”
Huo Huaien said angrily: “why should I get in your car? I made an appointment with Han Zhi to have dinner together. He is my fiancé that my mother ordered for me before she was alive. Please show him some respect.”
Moxinian pushed hard, and Han Zhi unfortunately fell to the ground again.