That kid looked at Mr. Mu with a face full of: I! Want! To! Sleep! With! Him!
And he made no attempt to hide it.
"What nonsense are you saying?" Mu Jin Huan stopped in his tracks, a chuckle escaping him in disbelief, and he reached up to ruffle the woman's hair. "Her name is Huo Ran, raised abroad since childhood, just returned a few months ago, and in the Huo Family, she's an ancestor that can overrule a group of juniors. Even Huo Yihan has to call her grandma."
Mr. Huo's life is just that tragic. Glorious outside, but back in the Huo Family, even a kid as tiny as a fart can ride him and flaunt authority.
As long as the old man coughs once, he has to dutifully serve tea and water to those deliberately tormenting him.
Even if the other party is still a school-uniform-wearing minor.
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan couldn't help but lean against the man and laugh, thinking the saying 'everyone hated must have hateable traits' truly holds merit.
