Mu Yi respectfully goes to the rear of the wheelchair and pushes Qiao Yuanxian forward. He raises his chin to Ling Zihuan and Huo Yun and signals them to go there together.

……

The independent box of the western restaurant is elegant and luxurious.

The room was spacious, with a long table for more than ten people in the middle.

The clean and tidy table is also decorated with flowers and all kinds of exquisite tableware.

At this time, Qiao Yuanxian sat at the top of the long table, conveniently took off the hat and handed it to Lao Duan.

Huo Zhuyan sat at the back of the long table, seemingly deliberately distancing himself from Qiao Yuanxian.

As Ling Zihuan and Huo Yun take their seats one after another, Qiao Yuanxian rubs his head and tells old Duan, "go and have someone send you some flower tea and get another ice bag."

Old Duan answered and went out. He looked at Mu Yi and said to the door, "little four, you go to the door to guard. When other people come, let them come in directly."

"Yes, Mr. Joe."

When everyone else left, Qiao Yuanxian wiped his hands with a napkin on the table and looked at Huo Zhuyan. "Just now I heard the little girl of Huo family call you aunt. So... Are you also the Huo family?"

Huo Zhuyan was surprised at his calm attitude. She flashed her eyes and nodded: "yes, I'm the Huo family. Does the old man know the Huo family?"

As far away as the Huo family in Palma, it rarely appears in such inland cities as Licheng.

How did the old man know?

In the face of Huo Zhuyan's suspicious eyes, Qiao Yuanxian raised the corner of his mouth, folded the napkin and pinched it in his hand, calmly asked, "it's just a family of Palma, want to know, is it difficult?"

Huo Zhuyan suddenly frowned, inexplicably had the illusion of being despised.

Palma's Huo family, even if not mysterious, has many years of family details and history.

In Qiao Yuanxian's words, it seems that it is not worth mentioning.

Huo Zhuyan's fingers on her knees curled up slightly. She took her eyes back from Qiao Yuanxian's face and looked solemn and deep in thought.

Did she offend the wrong person?!

Just at this time, old Duan went back.

He was followed by two formal waiters, who brought three herbal teas, filled their cups and left in a hurry.

"Sir, ice pack!" Old Duan went to the top and handed the ice bag to him.

Seeing this, Qiao Yuanxian glanced at Ling Zihuan, and Lao Duan immediately understood.

When the little girl took the freezing point from old Duan's hand, she looked at Qiao Yuanxian gratefully, "thank you, second uncle!"

Words fall, she holds ice bag to stick on Huo Yun's face.

I don't know how much strength Huo Zhuyan used just now.

Only a few minutes later, yunyun's half face was swollen, even BA's palmprint was clearly visible.

Ling Zihuan carefully applies ice to Huo Yunbing. During this period, she still gives Huo Zhuyan a white eye.

In the box, the silence spread.

This waiting time, for Huo Zhuyan is undoubtedly difficult.

Because she couldn't figure out Qiao Yuanxian's purpose, she was on pins and needles.

In less than 15 minutes, the carved wooden door of the box suddenly heard a sound.

They followed the sound and saw Mu Yi push open the door, while Ling Wanxing and Su Wantong stood behind him.

"Mommy

Ling Zihuan shouts to Su Wantong, shoves the ice bag into Huo Yun's hand, and then gets up and runs.

She was surprised that mommy came too!