Chapter 9

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Qiao's house in Huancui community. Qiao'an got off the car. Huo Feng took the wheelchair from the trunk. Huo Chengzhou took a long step and sat down in the wheelchair.

He tidied up his clothes and raised his chin slightly: "knock on the door."

Huo Feng couldn't tell Huo Chengzhou's intention for a moment. He just felt that he must not withdraw his marriage this time, because the old man should get married.

So, what's he doing?

……

The doorbell rang a few times, and a servant came to open the door. When he saw Joan, he was stunned and said hello: "Joe... Miss."

Joanne nodded, "Mr. Huo is here, too. Let's make an announcement."

The servant's eyes fell on Huo Chengzhou in the wheelchair. Maybe the man's aura was too oppressive. The servant hung his head in a hurry: "OK, Mr. Huo, please come in."

The three were welcomed into the door, and the servant walked a few steps to the house to report. So when Qiao an and the three arrived at the door, Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun had already met at the door.

"Huo Shao." Qiao Minghui smiled: "you really make me shine here... This is my wife Zhou Yun. We should all meet for the first time."

Zhou Yun changed her pride and conceit on her face and smiled with extra enthusiasm: "Huo Shao."

Huo Chengzhou's sight fell on the two people, with a reserved and cold look: "HMM."

Qiaominghui and Zhouyun's eyes could not avoid looking at Qiaoan's face, but they didn't see anything special. She looked as cold as ever, as if she was defiant.

But it would be too fast to say that we have already received the marriage certificate.

So what happened?

In any case, welcome the people in first. Qiao Minghui's face is filled with enthusiasm. He orders the servant to make tea, while Zhou Yun orders the servant to get good snacks and fruits.

Huo Chengzhou didn't say anything. The expression on his face was always dignified, cold and arrogant.

When the tea came up, Qiao Minghui asked humbly, "but what's wrong with the little girl? Has Huo Shao been unhappy?"

From beginning to end, Qiao an listened calmly to Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun talk to Huo Chengzhou warmly, with mixed feelings.

It turned out that they were not enthusiastic, but the object of enthusiasm was never to her.

Huo Chengzhou's index finger knocked on the wheelchair armrest one by one. He saw Joan standing behind him with a slightly raised eyebrow: "what are you doing standing? Isn't this your home? Sit."

Joanne was stunned: "no, Mr. Huo, let's get down to business."

Huo Chengzhou's face was cold for a few minutes. Zhou Yun was keenly aware of it. He hurried up and came to Rajon: "look at this child. What's the child's temper? What's polite in his family? Come and sit down."

The moment she pulled Joan, Joan subconsciously broke away, and her face was full of alert.

Zhou Yun's hand fell empty and his face said, "look at this child..."

Huo Chengzhou said in a deep voice, "come and sit down."

Joanne paused, bypassed Huo Chengzhou and sat on the sofa near him.

Perhaps her move pleased Huo Chengzhou. The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, but her eyes were more and more deep.

So the person she trusts most in this family is him?

His fingers knocked on the armrest of the sofa. Huo Chengzhou opened his mouth in a clear and elegant tone: "I don't have anything special this time. I just want to ask you if you are going to marry Joan to me?"

"Of course." Qiao Minghui hurriedly said, "Joan, the child can't see for the time being, but he has made an appointment for corneal surgery. I believe he can see again soon."

Huo Chengzhou nodded. The expression on his face did not distinguish happiness and anger: "how many daughters do the Qiao family have?"

Zhou Yun and Qiao Minghui looked at each other and answered first: "two, and a little daughter Qiao Xue, but the child is falling in love with mu Haoyan, the second youngest of the Mu family, so..."

The implication is self-evident.

Huo Chengzhou gently picked his eyebrows: "call down and have a look."