To My Dear Mr. Huo

Seeing Su Qingsang's eyes falling outside from time to time, he leaned over to introduce her.

"There is the largest central square in Rongcheng."

"On the side is the largest department store in Rongcheng."

Both of these have the participation of Tianyu Group. Many famous buildings in this city were built by Tianyu Group.

Su Qingsang didn't speak, the car drove away from the city center, and the speed gradually slowed down after a while.

Su Qingsang poked his head out to take a look. There were almost no people on the roads on both sides. The car drove into a carved gate.

It drove forward for a while, and then stopped.

The driver got out of the car first and came over to open the door for them.

Before Su Qingsang got out of the car, he was startled by the building in front of him.

It is completely in the style of European castles in the last century. It looks like five or six floors, and the exterior of a Byzantine-style house.

She stood at the door and watched, and at a glance, she could see a series of medium-sized fountains, the entire row, extending from the main building to the far entrance.

There are huge Roman columns on both sides, and the sculptures on them are lifelike, which looks like a master's handwriting.

On both sides are European-style styles, planted with various flowers and plants, and there are large green lawns on both sides.

Su Qingsang subconsciously turned her face to look at Huo Jinyao, who was smiling brightly at her.

"Honey, we're here, let's go in."

Su Qingsang stood still, she stood there and looked at Huo Jinyao: "Is this your house?"

Huo Jinyao cleared his throat, nodded slightly: "Yes."

Su Qingsang felt her forehead twitch: "Are you rich?"

"It's okay." Huo Jinyao seemed to sense Su Qingsang's danger, and quickly explained: "The rich are my family, and I'm not very rich."

The property under his name is only tens of billions, so he shouldn't be very rich. Yep. He wasn't lying.

Su Qingsang didn't want to talk anymore. Knowing well that his not being rich is not the same concept as her not being rich.

"If I don't want to go in, what do you want?"

"Wife—" Huo Jinyao stepped forward and took her hand: "Don't be like this. After all, you're already married to me. If you don't come in, do you still want to stay in a hotel?"

"It's not impossible."

"Of course not."

Huo Jinyao put his arms around her waist: "Okay, wife, if you are angry, you can beat me up when you come in later. Let's go in now. My grandfather knew you were coming, and he has been waiting for a long time."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but Su Qingsang became more and more dissatisfied when he said it.

"Huo Jinyao, you didn't tell me before that you wanted to see your family. I didn't even prepare a gift. You—"

"It's all right. I'm ready."

Huo Jinyao hurriedly said, "Honey, I'm ready. Don't be angry, how about it?"

Seeing him like this, Su Qingsang couldn't get angry. The driver who came to pick them up would take all the things off the car and bring them over.

"Young Master Huo—"

He prepared a lot of gifts for the elders. This would be even more flattering to look at Su Qingsang: "Honey, let's go in."

Everyone was standing at the door, and Su Qingsang seemed to have no choice.

Following Huo Jinyao into the door, in the living room, the Huo family who knew the news of his return was already waiting.

But Huo Jinyao didn't expect that there were so many people.

Grandpa Huo Yangping. His parents Huo Mingguang and Liu Tongjia.

Uncle Huo Mingliang, two cousins ​​Huo Yifan and Huo Yiyang, and cousin Huo Manzi.

Aunt Huo Mingmei, and Uncle Wei Nantian. And my aunt's two children. Wei Sihai, Wei Simeng. The whole family sat around the sofa.

Su Qingsang was the first to be startled when he saw so many people.

Second watch. . .