"Alright, alright, alright..."
...
Huo Zun's mouth curled slightly, catching a few key words.
Benevolence, Hua Kun thinks Hua Dong is a good person, heart disease.
So, tallying these words up on Hua Dong, plus no relatives around him, in Hua Nuan's eyes, Hua Dong was indeed a good person.
Huo Zun squinted his exquisite blue eyes, without saying anything.
At this moment, seeing Hua Nuan look so joyful, he hoped to keep her this happy.
However... Hua Dong was not kind.
How could he leave him by Hua Nuan's side?
...
Hua Nuan helped Hua Dong sit on the sofa, and the butler had already instructed the servants to offer tea.
Only then did Hua Nuan look at the tall man following behind Hua Dong.
Though six years had passed, the 28-year-old Hua Han had matured over those years, his heroic spirit undiminished, but rather more magnetic.
Still as indifferent as ever, the man seemed like an eternal block of ice.
