"En."
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and patted on Song Yaoyao's shoulder, gesturing for her to stand properly.
His gaze was calm as he stood in place with a presence that could only belong to someone with a superior status. Seeing him like this, it was easy to forget his age.
He's too young, Song Rui thought with a sigh.
A smile immediately appeared on his face and he sounded like he was clearly trying to appease him. "Hello, Mr. Huo, I am Yaoyao's father. Children act recklessly. Thank you for taking care of her over the past two days. We brought some gifts for you. We didn't know what you'd like and whether this would be suitable for you."
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, looked at the outstretched hand, and did not respond.
Uncle Zhang quickly grabbed Song Rui's hand and said with a smile, "Sorry, the Master is a germaphobe and doesn't like physical contact with strangers."
This was the truth. Huo Ningxi nodded.
