Trashing out
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Mr.… Mr. Huo, why are you here?" Zhang Feng. Her heart started beating furiously all of a sudden. She had a bad feeling about this.
Then, remembering that grandfather Huo was Huo Shaoheng's grandfather, she felt that he would never allow others to torture him. So she stuttered: "Mr. Huo, what's going on? Official is resting upstairs. If they do this, they're not respecting the official and the Huo's at all!"
Zhang Feng was trying very hard to think of ways to ignite Huo Shaoheng's sympathy for his family.
She knew that for someone like him, he wealth and women wouldn't affect him. The only thing that would would be reputation and honor.
Reputation and honor was the most important thing to for the Huo's to him, isn't it?
Huo Shaoheng ignored her and walked into the house. "I'm here to bring my grandfather home. Please make way."