Chapter 971 Waiting for Him to Come Back (1)

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Sleepless nights.

The next day, before six o'clock, Yang Zimei received a call from Huo Wenhua.

"Master Yang, I'm coming to City A, let's meet."

Huo Wenhua said anxiously.

"Mr. Huo, today I have to wait for an important person. I have to stay at home and can't leave. Come to me directly."

She was waiting for Long Zhutian, and she absolutely couldn't let him come back, but she wasn't there.

"Okay, I'll go right now!"

Huo Wenhua has no opinion.

He just wanted to find his younger brother quickly and make up for the mistakes he had done to him before.

Thinking that Long Zhutian was coming back, Yang Zimei didn't want to let herself dress up at will.

As the saying goes, a man dies for his confidant, and a woman is for his own sake.

Yang Zimei also got up to wash up and put on the white silk dress that Long Zhutian loved her most. Her hair was only tied with a small strand of white silk and let it drape behind her.

Huo Wenhua arrived soon.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he immediately felt a special difference, so he asked, "Master Yang, why is the air in your house so fresh? These flowers, plants and trees seem to be much better than those outside. Could it be that this is a legend? The Blessed House Spirit Land in China?"

"Hehe, otherwise I wouldn't live here."

Yang Zimei smiled and said.

"You have a lot of empty houses here, don't you?"

Huo Wenhua looked around, "I wonder if I can spare a room for me to rent for a long time? I can pay you the rent at the price of a five-star hotel."

He found that here, his breathing was particularly smooth, and he felt like he was living in a secluded mountain.

"It's not suitable for Mr. Huo to live for a long time, but it's good for the body to live for one or two nights a month. If you live too much, it won't work. My family doesn't let them live here."

Yang Zimei smiled and said, "We have a very close relationship. If you come to me as a guest, I have no reason to charge your rent."

"Then how can they live here?"

Huo Wenhua pointed at Sadako, Lan Yaya, Luo Yinghao and Xiaoqian who were in the courtyard in confusion.

"Their physiques are a little different from ordinary people, and they are suitable for living here to recuperate."

Yang Zimei took Huo Wenhua over and introduced them one by one.

Everyone didn't appear to be flattered because he was a rich man in Hong Kong. They just greeted him indifferently and politely, and then went away to let Yang Zimei and Huo Wenhua talk privately.

"It seems that the residents here are really just like you, they are all unusual people, especially that Miss Sadako, if I hadn't known that she was your maid, I would have thought she was you. As for my sister, she looks great."

Huo Wenhua sighed, "It's really like gathering people and dividing them into groups."

Yang Zimei smiled lightly, "Mr. Huo, did you bring anything from your brother?"

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot about the business."

Huo Wenhua carefully took out a piece of paper with the birth date written on it, and a burlap baby shirt that looked very old-fashioned.

Yang Zimei picked up the birthday horoscope and pinched his fingers to do the math, and found that the fate of this horoscope person was really bumpy and smashed, and it was a short-lived horoscope, so he could not help frowning slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her frowning, Huo Wenhua asked cautiously.

"Your younger brother may have been out of luck."

Yang Zimei looked at him and said.

Huo Wenhua's face turned pale in an instant, and he fell weakly on the chair, murmuring, "It's all my fault for being so stingy and vicious before."

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