Chapter 874

Even if it is not cleaned up, it should be empty.

He had seen song Lishu's room several times, and there was hardly anything about her in it. The beds were always neatly stacked, and the dressing table, which should be filled with all kinds of luxury skin care products and jewelry, was always empty.

She lives here, just like a passer-by, ready to leave at any time, trying not to leave a trace of herself.

As everyone knows, she once had to be a humble servant of the Huo family. She was greedy for glory and tried her best to get into his bed.

But after she got married, what did she covet? Huo Baiyuan couldn't remember for a moment. She seemed to know that he hated her, so she always tried to avoid him. Even in front of him, she tried to make herself transparent like air.

More about her memories, Huo Baiyuan can't remember, because he doesn't care about her, even if she died in front of him, he won't even look at her.

At noon, the sun was shining outside, and the breeze was blowing on the branches.

In the dining room, it was quiet, only elegant music.

Huo Baiyuan, with a knife and fork in his hand, was slowly cutting the steak on the plate, but he looked out of the window, looking a little stunned.

"Bai Yuan?"

The woman dressed delicately on the other side called softly.

Huo Baiyuan looked back at the woman and asked, "what did you say just now?"

Miss Shu showed a shy smile: "I mean, when will uncle Huo come back?"

Huo Baiyuan replied, "next month, let's put the engagement ceremony next month."

The way he does business is like finishing his usual work. When he finishes his reply, he turns his head and looks out of the window, staring at the tender leaves on the branch.

Miss Shu stares at Huo Baiyuan's cold face.

It seems that he has been absent-minded since he met and sat down to eat, and he basically didn't speak to her, always with a cold and light appearance.

Miss Shu thought about it and asked tentatively, "are you still sad?"

Huo Bai Yuan turns Mou to sweep her one eye: "what sad."

"It's about the death of your... Wife."

Hearing this, Huo Baiyuan's face changed. Immediately, a sarcastic smile came to his lips: "it's nothing to be sad about."

Miss Shu was a little relieved. She even thought that Huo Baiyuan liked that woman and would be sad because of her death. How could this be possible?

In the afternoon, outside Shu's villa, Miss Shu got off from Huo Baiyuan's car and gave Huo Baiyuan a smile: "I'll tell my father about the engagement arrangement. This month, my father will also ask Uncle Huo to see me."

Huo Baiyuan nodded his head lightly and said nothing more.

Just after returning to Huo's home, Huo Baiyuan walked into the hall. Qin Miao got up from the sofa and came to Huo Baiyuan in a hurry, holding a laptop in his hand. He looked a little flustered: "young master, about the monitoring screen, we have found it."

Huo Baiyuan is going to reach for Qin Miao's notebook.

But Qin Miao hid behind.

Huo Baiyuan looked at Qin Miao in doubt: "what are you doing?"

Qin Miao opened his mouth and stopped talking for several times. He seemed to have something to hide. His face was also very strange. He looked a little panicked and unbelievable. He said, "I think... You'd better not look at the man who lived with his grandmother. You... You'd better not know..."