Song Li frowned and said to the bodyguard, "Don't let them make noise in public. It's a bad influence. Let them go away."
In the first half of the sentence, these Huo family relatives showed smiles of pride and accomplishment on their faces, but after Song Li finished speaking, their smiles froze.
"What did you say?!"
"How dare you chase us away?"
"You bitch...ah!" The person who said this was immediately stepped on hard by the person next to him and immediately shut up.
That little bitch Song Li is the best at holding grudges and telling tales. It would be troublesome if she goes to Huo Shaoting to say bad things about them again.
Song Li ignored the group of screaming and cursing Huo family relatives, carrying the insulated box and followed the staff into the hospital, then took the elevator straight to the ward on the top floor.
There were still four bodyguards guarding the door, and they greeted Song Li respectfully when they saw him.
Just as Song Li was about to push the door, it was opened from the inside.
The person coming towards him was indeed Huo Siyuan.
The man, who originally had a gloomy face, immediately restrained the bloodthirsty ferocity in his eyes when he saw Song Li, "Ali, you're here."
Song Li didn't expect to meet Huo Siyuan here. According to the way the father and son get along, it is absolutely impossible for Huo Siyuan to be so kind and filial as to come to visit Huo Shaoting.
As expected, Song Li looked past him and looked at Huo Shaoting who was sitting on the hospital bed behind him.
Huo Shaoting was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with anger, and his face, which was deeply wrinkled, had snow-white hair scattered on both sides, making him look even older.
Like an old man who is about to die.
She was almost dying and still very angry about her rebellious son.
"Uncle Huo." Song Li greeted him obediently.
"Little Ali is here, come and sit down." Seeing Song Li, the anger on Huo Shaoting's face dissipated a lot and he forced a smile.
Song Li walked to the bed with the insulated box and put it down. "The doctor said you need to eat something lighter, so I made you some soup."
Song Li opened the thermal box, took out the tableware, filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Huo Shaoting.
Huo Shaoting took it, picked up the spoon and was about to drink it when he looked up, "Why are you still hanging around here? Stop being an eyesore and get out." He grabbed a piece of fruit nearby and threw it at Huo Siyuan.
Huo Siyuan slightly tilted his head to avoid the oncoming apple. The apple rolled onto the carpeted floor and broke into two pieces, which showed how much force the other party had used to hit it.
"Rebellious son! Even if I die, I will never hand the Huo family over to you!" Huo Shaoting roared.
Huo Siyuan smiled slightly, "Father, you don't need to pay. I can get it myself." He then looked at Song Li, who seemed unaffected and picked up a fruit knife to peel an apple. "Ali, the old man is now at the end of his strength and is about to die. It's useless for you to please him. Instead of this time, you might as well please me. I will love you even more."
Song Li paused while peeling the apple, and her drooping eyelashes blocked the coldness in her eyes.
Huo Shaoting's blood pressure soared in anger, and he knocked over the bowl of soup in his hand. He felt a tightness in his chest, "Get out! Get out of here!!"
Detecting that he was emotionally agitated, the alarm bell in the ward flashed red and rang. Doctors and nurses rushed over and pushed him for emergency treatment.
As soon as Song Li walked out of the ward, he saw Huo Siyuan leaning against the wall in the corridor, with messy yet stylish black hair covering his forehead. His biological father was so angry that he was being rescued in the emergency room, but there was a smile on his handsome face, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was in a good mood.
Song Li seemed to ignore him and walked forward.
"The old man is dying, are you happy?" Huo Siyuan suddenly said.
Song Li froze in his tracks and slowly turned his head to look at him, his expression showing no emotion.
"What do you mean?" Song Li did not refute or explain, but just asked calmly.
"Heh." Huo Siyuan moved his body, and his tall and oppressive body blocked all of Song Li's sight. He reached out and pinched Song Li's chin, without intending to get her reply.
"Ali, you will soon be mine, and no one can snatch you from me." Huo Siyuan leaned down slightly and lowered his head close to Song Li's ear. His hoarse voice, accompanied by a man's warm breath, sprayed on her neck. The strong and domineering breath was like an invisible net, trapping her tightly.
Song Li's face darkened. Just as she was about to step back, Huo Siyuan moved faster, grabbing her waist and pressing her whole body against his chest. Ignoring Song Li's angry struggle, he pressed his forehead against hers and said, "Don't think about leaving me. This old man can't help you. Just be obedient and stay by my side, Ah Li. I don't want to use the same methods I use on others on you."
“Bang!”
The crisp and loud sound of the slap made Huo Siyuan's head tilt slightly. His handsome face, which seemed to be carefully carved by the Creator with extraordinary craftsmanship, was imprinted with bright fingerprints, and the black hair on his forehead was a little messy and scattered.
Song Li broke free from his embrace and took a few steps back, her eyes filled with anger and disgust. "Huo Siyuan, I hate you. Stay away from me."
"Sorry, I can't do that." Huo Siyuan touched his aching cheek with the tip of his tongue. He was not angry. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Song Li with eyes as if he was a pet that had been scratched by the owner at home, but was still full of tolerance and doting.
"The old man is busy taking care of himself right now, and no one can help you. Ali, you'd better be obedient and stay with me."
When he said the last sentence, a hint of ambiguous smile flashed in Huo Siyuan's eyes, and his gaze, which deepened a little, passed across Song Li's face with extreme ambiguity.
Song Li clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling slightly. She gritted her teeth, glared at Huo Siyuan fiercely, and turned away.
Huo Siyuan didn't chase after her, his eyes followed her back all the time, with the corners of his mouth raised.
A man's low laughter seemed to be heard behind him.
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