Chapter 87

"Here I am."

Uncle Zhang nodded with a smile, "Suddenly it's sunny in the afternoon, Mr. Dian should rest in the backyard."

"Then I'll go take a look? Okay~~" Song Yaoyao blinked her almond eyes softly and acted like a spoiled child.

The old man's heart was about to melt. Uncle Zhang thought of Huo Yunque's doting on her, and nodded, "Of course, I will ask someone to take you there. The place is too big, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it."

"Thank you Uncle Zhang~"

Song Yaoyao rubbed her hands together, thinking that she was about to meet the person she missed for a day, she couldn't hold back her excitement.

"Uncle Zhang."

Jiang Tao frowned and said in disapproval, "Sir, I don't like being disturbed when I'm resting."

Song Yaoyao paused for a while, and his eyes fell on the woman.

She was still dressed neatly and neatly, with a beautiful appearance and a bumpy figure, but it was a pity that Song Yaoyao couldn't like her.

She threw her schoolbag at Jiang Tao and tilted her head, "Sister Jiang Tao's words are really interesting. You just said in the morning that my brother doesn't like breakfast, but what happened?"

Didn't Huo Yunque come to accompany her for breakfast?

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly, "It can be seen that whether brother likes or not is divided! Like me—" She pointed back at herself, raising her chin narcissistically, "Brother just I like it very much!"

"Cough..." Uncle Zhang couldn't help laughing at her smug look.

Huo Ningxi rolled her eyes, walked in non-stop, and dropped four words coldly, "You're so thick-skinned."

Fair evaluation.

Jiang Tao took it seriously.

"Please help me bring the schoolbag in, I'm going to find my brother, bye~"

Song Yaoyao shook her little hand without looking back, "Uncle Zhang~~"

Uncle Zhang understood, "Someone, take Miss Song to see Mr.

Jiang Tao watched helplessly as Song Yaoyao walked away with brisk steps, with an air of arrogance and smugness all over his body.

She was so angry that her eyes darkened, she asked in confusion, "Uncle Zhang, you just let her go? What if the husband gets angry?"

Patriarchs rarely get angry, most of them are calm, and they don't care about anything. But once he gets angry, not everyone can bear the consequences.

Of course, more comes from her inner unwillingness.

Uncle Zhang put his hands behind his back, and glanced at Jiang Tao without smiling, with a hint of shrewdness in the bottom of his eyes.

"Jiang Tao, in the Huo family, it's not important whether you have a brain or not. What matters is your eyesight." He asked her meaningfully: "And Miss Song's position in Mr.'s heart is the same as that of others?"

The little girl looks beautiful, just like the morning sun, always lively and full of vigor.

Speaking nicely and smartly, the most important thing is that the husband likes it, which is more important than anything else.

"This person, you have to recognize your own position. Everyone is equal, and it's all to deceive children." Uncle Zhang raised his foot and walked in. There was a coldness that could not be ignored in his seemingly gentle tone. "Some people are born to be liked, and they want to be the superior. But some people, just like you and me, are slaves, how can they have so many thoughts, serve the master well, the master is happy, and we are also happy. no?"

He babbled and walked like an old man.

But the entire Huo family is under his control. He is the son of the old housekeeper of the previous generation, and he dedicated his life to the Huo family. He grew up serving the master of the Huo family, and when the master was away, he managed the Huo family like an iron bucket.