7 007, looks a bit familiar

Huo Jingshen glanced around briefly, his voice deep, "Grandfather, what's happened?"

"Your good-for-nothing third brother!"

Mentioning his younger grandson, the old master Huo was so angry that he began to blow his beard and stare, "Having a big fight with someone in the bar in the middle of the night, and making a scene in the police station. They even called us, what a family misfortune!"

Three months after the diagnosis, Huo Yuanshan moved back into the main house.

The house was heavily guarded and ideally suited for recuperation and treatment. But precisely because of this, all the neighbours know everything about each other and there are hardly any secrets.

No wonder the old man is so angry about the old saying "do not wash your dirty linen in public".

"Is Zhexi alright?"

"What could possibly happen to him? He must have caused another problem and beaten someone up! This damned brat, without his parents around, is messing around every day, not behaving well and always causing trouble for me!" The more Master Huo spoke, the angrier he became, and he yelled at the driver, "Liang Fei, hurry up and drive, we're going to the police station."

Lady Huo quickly held him back, signaling with her eyes, "Have you lost your mind? With your health, you want to go to the police station?"

Master Huo was stunned, immediately realizing and then ordered, "Ashen, go to the police station with Uncle Liang and bring that brat back for me!"

Huo Jingshen raised an eyebrow slightly, but could only agree, "Okay."

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In a police station.

It was already close to midnight.

As soon as he walked into the interrogation room, he heard Huo Zhexi's grievance-filled voice, "Uncle Liang, it hurts like hell, you've got to back me up."

There he sat, looking pitiful, with blood on his forehead, a bloody nose still bleeding, his handsome face swollen like a pig's head, and his clothes and trousers all creased...

Compared to the heartthrob he was when he left home in the morning, he seemed to be a completely different person.

Meanwhile, a woman lay on the table next to him, her raven curls cascading down to the floor, her entire face hidden, but the snow-white chiffon she wore seemed familiar...

"Big brother, why are you here?" Huo Zhexi was surprised that his eldest brother would come over so late.

Ever since Huo Jingshen returned to the Huo family, it felt like he was indifferent to everyone. Since he's seven years older than him and they haven't seen each other for more than a decade, Huo Zhexi found it hard to communicate with him and felt a generation gap, not being familiar.

The gaze of Huo Jingshen, deep and profound, "What happened?"

"…" Huo Zhexi gave a cold huff, unwilling to say more.

He, a tall man over a metre eight, was actually beaten by a little girl, a damned disgrace! How could he possibly admit it?

Moreover, she smashed every single thing in the bar. The bar owner clamoured for compensation, but his credit card had just been cancelled by his grandfather, his parents were not in the country, and he didn't have cash either, so of course he refused to pay, and consequently… it led to the police station.

"Brother Huo," a friend of his tried to back him up, "Here's what happened. We were drinking with Zhexi in the bar, and this lady indiscriminately smashed a wine bottle on his head, and kicked and punched him. My God, that was some serious power, Zhexi is weak and we two couldn't stop her at all. Just look... Zhexi's face has been beaten into a pig's head."

"…" Huo Zhexi's face darkened even more.

Damn!

These two pig-like teammates sure talk a lot!

Did they both come here to insult him?

What's this about him being weak? It's obviously because that damn girl is too strong.

He thought she was pretty, but is this really a woman? Clearly a macho man!

"So you're the older brother of Young Master Huo?" The bar owner had heard the noise and came over, "Let me tell you, your brother and this young lady had a fight and smashed up my entire bar. I have already calculated it, the total is four hundred and eighty-six thousand ..."

"It wasn't me who did it!" Huo Zhexi shouted.

"But Mr. Huo, just now this young lady clearly stated that you invited her for a drink, so everything she smashed is on your account... "

"Drink my ass! Are you blind? Didn't you see what she did to me?"

"But she obviously knows you..."

"Who in Nancheng doesn't know me, Huo Zhexi? You actually believe her scam? "

"Mr. Huo, you can't deny this ..."

"Go screw yourself!"

"Mr. Huo..."

The two were arguing fiercely...

"Damn it, why all this arguing!"

Su Wanwan seemed to have stood up at some point.

Her eyes half-closed and her cheeks abnormally flushed, she looked drunkenly beautiful.

Despite half of her exquisite collarbone being exposed by her off-the-shoulders chiffon top that slipped to the left, and her raven curls disheveled on her shoulders making her look remarkably lazy, casual, and charming, she seemed completely unaware of how tempting she was. She yawned greatly and then fiercely asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

The policeman taking the statements was a young man, perhaps scared, he stuttered while giving her directions, "Turn...turn left after you go out."

Su Wanwan yawned again and walked out as if nobody else was there.

"Damn it, you damn girl, stay right there!" Just as Huo Zhexi was about to chase after her, a searing pain shot through his arm.