Chapter 521 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 12
"Little mute, get down here right now." He frowned, his tone harsh.
Continuing to let things go unchecked is not good for either side.
Song Jinhuan's shoulders trembled, she got off him, and lowered her head to silently wipe away her tears.
The more enthusiastically Huo Ze had teased her earlier, the more annoyed he became now.
Sigh, why do you cry so much?
He wouldn't actually throw the person out.
Huo Ze turned around, took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and then said, "Little mute, you..."
I don't know what to say.
As he spoke, Song Jinhuan turned around, presenting her back to him.
Huo Ze choked, realizing he was in the wrong.
Then he saw the little mute boy pick up the notebook from the ground.
【Apologize. 】
Huo Ze frowned. "Why?"
Song Jinhuan gripped the notebook tightly, as if trying her best to suppress her anger.
After a long period of silent standoff, another line of text appeared.
[You scared me! Pay up!]
Huo Ze's brow relaxed. "Okay."
This time, Song Jinhuan was stunned. Why was he so agreeable?
Huo Ze saw disbelief in her watery eyes and straightened his back involuntarily.
He's rich!
Song Jinhuan understood: the other party was unlikely to apologize, but they could offer compensation.
She quickly turned around, walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took out a stack of drawing paper, and handed it to Huo Ze.
Huo Ze took it, glanced at it, and thought it was quite well drawn.
Then he looked up and saw the little mute girl holding up a notebook, her moist eyes staring at him.
These are the tools for carving jade plaques. Give them to me.
We should do it with confidence and conviction.
Huo Ze: "It will be delivered to you in three days."
"But you're not allowed to cry randomly anymore."
Song Jinhuan: [No problem.]
Huo Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she had calmed down.
It seems I need to be more careful about how I tease people in the future.
Song Jinhuan washed her face and was then carried to the bed by Huo Ze.
She struggled to get up, but her shoulders were pressed down, and Huo Ze's voice fell, "Little mute, don't forget who you are."
Song Jinhuan certainly remembered, but the other party didn't seem inclined to admit it.
The little mute's doubts couldn't be clearer.
Huo Ze only knew how to fight, kill, seize power, and grab territory; he had no idea how to get along with women.
I had never thought about getting married before.
The surging, unfamiliar emotions deep within him made him want to tease anyone he met, but he had no idea how to get their attention.
Oh, he didn't even realize that all his actions were just to get the little mute girl to look at him a few more times.
...
The next morning, when Song Jinhuan woke up, there was no one beside her.
She turned her head and inadvertently noticed a wooden box on the bedside table, with a note placed beside it.
Song Jinhuan leaned closer. "Here are a thousand silver dollars."
Song Jinhuan's eyes lit up. A thousand silver dollars! So much!
"Sanjin, yesterday's grievances were worth it!"
Sanjin: "Doesn't the host hold grudges?"
“You cried so much yesterday.”
Song Jinhuan opened the wooden box, and a large expanse of silver light came into view.
She picked up two coins and tapped them together, producing a crisp "whoosh" sound. She put them to her lips, blew on them, and listened carefully... This must be the sound of money.
"I don't hold grudges, I have a secret stash of money!"
"I'll use this money to pick out some jade."
"In chaotic times, being penniless causes anxiety."
She feels safe living here and can save money without worry.
Huo Ze had already left home at around 4 a.m. and appeared at Chengfeng Wharf with Deputy General Zhang.
"Young Marshal, the inventory has been completed."
There were only fifty submachine guns and 300 hand grenades, but no Western medicine!
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