Chapter 270: Met a scumbag father, bad luck

The moment he saw her, Huo Zhenting's face suddenly turned pale and he took several steps back.

"Who are you!"

Song Wan!

How could he see Song Wan here?

Wasn't she already dead?

Huo Ning glanced at him indifferently.

A bit unlucky.

Today I actually ran into the original owner's scumbag father.

He even asked himself who he was.

But it's true. The original owner became a tool to protect them from disasters, and for more than ten years, his face was covered with a layer of dense acne.

Not to mention them, even the original owner himself had never seen what his real self looked like.

Otherwise, why would the original owner take out an online loan of three million just because she was eager to become beautiful?

"You...you are the Master Huo...Master Huo?"

A terrible roar exploded in Huo Zhenting's ears.

He didn't recognize Huo Ning at first because he was shocked by the other person's face that looked so similar to Song Wan.

He saw Huo Ning's face on the screen more than once.

But through the Internet, even if there are some similarities, they are not very obvious.

Until he saw it in real life.

Huo Ning held the eldest senior brother in his hand and glanced at Huo Zhenting's face. After seeing the other person's face, he smiled slightly.

The Huo family has had a lot of bad luck recently.

Judging from Huo Zhenting's face, he is not far from bankruptcy.

and--

Moreover, Huo Zhenting has an unusually heavy negative energy, and his entire magnetic field seems particularly chaotic. Bankruptcy is the least of his worries.

I’m afraid that even gods cannot save your life.

Huo Ning's eyes gradually turned cold, thinking that he would suffer the consequences if he did evil.

She ignored Huo Zhenting and turned around and walked into the Lu family with her eldest senior brother.

When Huo Zhenting was about to go in, he was stopped outside by the Lu family's servants and security personnel.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, you don't have an invitation, so you can't come in."

Huo Zhenting showed a bit of slyness on his face, pointing at Huo Ning's back, "She obviously didn't have it either!"

The security guard smiled with a fake smile, holding an electric baton in his hand, "Master Huo is a distinguished guest of the Lu family, so of course he is different from you."

A strong murderous intent flashed in Huo Zhenting's eyes.

In recent days, Tan Shu and Lu Jun have been besieging the Huo family like mad dogs.

Almost all the projects that could save Huo Zhenting's life were completely destroyed by the Lu family.

Just yesterday, Ruan Qin was in a car accident and a large truck ran over her legs.

Her life was saved, but her leg was forever buried in the car accident.

His daughter Huo Baiwei also had an accident while recording a country variety show yesterday.

While walking along a mountain path, she stepped on a loose rock and fell heavily.

She was fine, but her face was cut by the sharp branches, leaving a long gash.

When Huo Zhenting heard the news, he fainted from anger.

The Huo family has been in a gloomy mood recently, and Huo Baiwei's income from the entertainment industry was almost all invested into the company by him.

However, at this moment, something suddenly happened to her face.

What's the difference between this and cutting off Huo Zhenting's retreat!

When Huo Zhenting returned home, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Severe pain swept through his entire body.

It felt like someone was stabbing his head with a needle. Huo Zhenting's face turned pale bit by bit, and his body unconsciously curled up into a ball.

Bang!

The pot of green onion by the windowsill suddenly fell to the ground.

Huo Zhenting also fell heavily from the sofa.

His head hit the table leg, his vision gradually darkened, and Huo Zhenting was in so much pain that he could hardly open his eyes.

"dad."

Xiaole ran over with his head tilted.

Huo Zhenting opened his eyelids with difficulty.

His vision was blurred for a while before Xiaole's face gradually became clear in front of him.

Perhaps the light from overhead was too glaring, making Xiaole's face appear abnormally white.

"Dad, let me help you up."

Xiaole tilted his head, slowly walked to Huo Zhenting and stretched out his hand to him.

Huo Zhenting's head hurt so much that he couldn't think. He subconsciously reached out his hand, hoping to use the force to stand up.

But the moment he touched Xiaole's hand, a biting chill spread from his fingertips.

Huo Zhenting retracted his hand abruptly, and his half-standing body fell back heavily.

Xiao Le looked blank, his dark eyes staring at Huo Zhenting, "Dad, I didn't mean it."

Huo Zhenting was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Fortunately, Zhong Ya ran down from the upstairs at this time. Seeing him fall like this, she immediately helped him up.

Zhong Ya showed a distressed look, "How did you fall? Does it hurt?"

As he got closer to Zhong Ya, Huo Zhenting's splitting headache eased a little.

"dad……"

Xiao Le ran over with a thump, his shadow blurred by the light.

Huo Zhenting thought of the biting cold that had just come from him, and slowly raised his lifeless and cloudy eyes.

Zhong Ya frowned slightly. "My sister dismissed many of the servants in the house, but why was the person who took care of you also dismissed? Fortunately, I heard the noise and ran down from upstairs."

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

The light illuminated her young face.

Zhong Ya’s smile is gentle, like the spring breeze in March, which can soothe all the uneasiness and anxiety in people’s hearts.

Huo Zhenting exhaled a breath of foul air. With Zhong Ya by his side, he felt as if he had a very effective painkiller.

Zhong Ya helped him sit down on the sofa. Huo Zhenting's eyes paused slightly and he stretched out his hand towards Xiaole.

"Xiao Le, come here."

Xiaole rolled his black eyes, grinned, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Daddy, hold me."

He threw himself into Huo Zhenting's arms.

Huo Zhenting hugged his son. Other parts of Xiaole's body were also warm. It was this hand that was so cool.

He frowned and looked at Zhong Ya, "Why are Xiaole's hands so cold?"

Zhong Ya's eyes darkened and her eye circles turned red unconsciously.

Her delicate eyes and eyebrows seemed to hide some sadness and resentment.

"When Xiaole was sick, I didn't make enough money and I had to worry about someone harming him. Over time, he was delayed and later developed a chronic illness. Whenever the weather got cold, his hands and feet would get cold no matter how much he wore."

Huo Zhenting felt a sharp pain in his heart.

If it weren't for Ruan Qin——

If it weren't for Ruan Qin, how could his Xiao Le have suffered so much outside!

Xiaole had a faint scent of agarwood and the smell of burning fallen leaves in the Taoist temple.

The two smells intertwined together, but they were not unpleasant.

At least when Huo Zhenting held him in his arms, he felt as if his mind was covered by a layer of fog, and it became much clearer.

Zhong Ya sighed, "There have been a lot of things going on at home recently. Do you want to find a master to take a look?"

"I'm fine. A person of integrity has nothing to fear. But my sister and the eldest lady..."

After a pause, Zhong Ya smiled apologetically and explained herself, "I didn't mean anything else, it's just that this world always talks about karma, and I'm always worried that I'll get you involved."

Her eyes were a little dim, and under the light, they were flashing a light that was difficult to understand.

"You know, I'm not afraid of anything. I'm just afraid that Xiaole will be without a father."