Huo Yulin Was Destined To Be Forgotten

Huo Changfeng promptly uttered two words the moment he noticed he had successfully distracted his boss. "Min Yu."

That stupid boy had always been shameless. It was about time someone put him in his place.

When Huo Jinfeng heard the name, he found it familiar. After a couple of seconds, he finally recalled it. "Are you talking about the chairman of the Weapons Bureau?"

Since the union had interaction with them, it was only natural that Huo Jinfeng found the name to be familiar.

Huo Changfeng nodded. "That's him."

"Is he courting Yaoyao?" An intimidating look swept over Huo Jinfeng's face. His niece was still very young. "How dare he!"

Huo Changfeng touched his nose. Not only did he dare, but he had also already succeeded.

"Miss Huo is good-looking and brilliant, so it can't be helped that people want her." Huo Changfeng sighed as he spoke.