The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Huo Baiyuan glanced at him indifferently and ignored it.

Father Huo said: "Just come back, do you need to rest for a while?"

Huo Baiyuan immediately refused: "No, I can go back to Huo's directly."

Father Huo nodded: "That's fine, you can't relax anymore."

After dinner, Huo Baiyuan returned to the room and called Qin Miao.

"Send the documents that need to be processed."

Qin Miao was a little surprised: "It's so late, do you still have to deal with the documents? Just come back, I think it's better for you to rest first."

Huo Baiyuan's voice became colder: "Do you think I still have time to rest?"

Qin Miao couldn't speak anymore.

The dispute between the Huo family's brothers was seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

In the past, Huo Baiyuan certainly had a good chance of winning, but he had disappeared for half a year, and he had no idea how much Huo Yijun had surpassed him.

As Huo Baiyuan's assistant, Qin Miao naturally hoped that Huo Baiyuan could get the position of successor.

Qin Miaoda sent the documents to Huo Baiyuan at night. Huo Baiyuan was busy until late at night. He stretched out his hand and touched the back of his head. There was still a slight pain there. He put the documents aside, left the study, and got up to rest in the bedroom.

Early the next morning, Huo Baiyuan was awakened by a knock on the door, and a servant's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, are you awake? The old man asked you to go to the study quickly."

Huo Baiyuan opened his sleepy eyes, got up and got out of bed, opened the door, looked at the servant outside the door with an anxious expression, and asked, "What happened?"

The servant shook his head: "I don't know, but the old man has lost his temper. Something must have happened."

Huo Baiyuan changed his clothes, walked outside the study, knocked on the door, and then heard an old voice coming from inside.

"Come in."

Huo Baiyuan opened the door, and he suddenly saw Father Huo sitting at the desk with a gloomy expression. His hands were tightly squeezed into fists and placed on the desk.

Qin Miao was taken aback for a moment: "Don't remember?"

Huo Baiyuan said coldly: "Where have I been in the past six months, what has happened, I can't remember all of them."

He only knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, there was a strange woman lying next to him. He was confused and used the only money in his pants pocket to buy a plane ticket and flew back. Only when he came back did he realize that he had been missing for half a year.

Qin Miao said, "As long as you come back safe and sound."

"Bai Yuan."

At this time, an old voice sounded.

Turning his head and looking around, only an old man walked down from the second floor.

Huo Baiyuan immediately stood up from the sofa, lowered his head slightly, and respectfully shouted: "Dad."

Father Huo came to Huo Baiyuan, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled in relief: "It's fine to come back, how is your body? Is there any injury?"

Huo Baiyuan replied: "There is nothing serious about the body."

Father Huo asked: "Where have you been in the past six months, why have you been so late to go home?"

Where did you go?

Since he came back, this question has been heard the most. Huo Baiyuan tried to remember, but he felt a throbbing pain in his head. He immediately raised his hand and held his head.

Seeing his appearance, Huo's father comforted him: "You take a rest first, it will not be too late to talk about these things later."

"brother!"

At this moment, Huo Yijun's figure ran in from the door, opened his arms, and hugged Huo Baiyuan tightly.

"Brother! You finally came back. In the past six months, I'm really worried."

Huo Baiyuan's face was slightly cold, only a faint hum.