Looking at Huo Jinnan, the little guy's pair of dark, sparkling eyes made a turn, and recalling the words he'd accidentally overheard, he couldn't help but ask, "That stupid woman called you again yesterday, so how did your phone suddenly go missing?"
Stupid woman? Calling?
Huo Jinnan opened an email and pushed the mouse aside, then lifted his eyes to look at Huo Minhan, "Li Li?"
The little guy couldn't help but complain, "Her name is Li Li? It sounds so unpleasant, no wonder she's so ugly and fierce!"
Huo Jinnan took a drag of his cigarette, "The phone, go on."
The little guy said "oh" and straightened his legs, "Dad, I used so many brain cells, and finally left so many marks along the road, didn't you notice any of them?"
"..."
Huo Jinnan remained silent, his eyes dark and intense.
The little guy felt somewhat dejected. Really, Uncle Huo Bei taught him so many self-defense techniques, and he used them so well, but what about Huo Jinnan?
