That is to say, they grasped these weaknesses of the original owner, and they completely controlled him.

If Huo Yu grabbed his wrist and forced Huo Lin to call him "sister-in-law" at the engagement banquet, Xia Wan had a sense of crisis that "there are wolves before and tigers behind".

Then, as more and more memory details are revealed in front of him, Xia Wan further realizes that since moving to Beijing, the original owner has fallen into the predicament that there are wolves before and tigers later.

Since you can't escape the fate of facing tigers and wolves, it is better to choose who you will eventually face.

Xia Wan's eyes turned, and his eyes were fixed on Huo Yu who was driving.

Because the windbreaker was given to him, Huo Yu only had a thin black shirt left. With the slight movement of the hand on the steering wheel, the silk fabric docilely outlined his smooth shoulders, neck and arms.

Almost immediately, Xia Wan made a choice.

First of all, he and Xia Chengzhang must leave the Xia family, and they can no longer continue to be held in their hands as bargaining chips and lead an involuntary life.

Secondly, he has offended Huo Lin and Qiu Qi.

It's not just what happened today, even if he didn't go to the engagement banquet today, Qiu Qi would still treat him as a thorn in the flesh.

The original owner of the original book finally became crazy, and no one knows whether there is his handwriting behind it.

...

In this case, it is very necessary to have a strong backing that can be evenly matched with the opponent.

So, looking at the side, who can compare to Huo Yu, who was able to push the protagonist to the point of nowhere in the original book despite the huge disparity in strength?

Moreover, compared with those who use or target him for their own benefit, Huo Yu and he not only have no conflict of interest, but also have a common enemy.

Taking a step back, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't look down on his status, after all, he has other king's chips in his hand.

For example, part of the plot line in the book, part of the clues revealed between the lines...

If used wisely, it can completely change the direction of the entire story.

After everything is settled, he will find another chance to get out of this melee that has nothing to do with him.

As for who they bite who, he has no control, nor does he want to.

The only problem now is the life of him and Xia Chengzhang after leaving the Xia family.

However, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, so Xia Wan quickly thought of a few thoughts, and finally made the worst plan: he has hands and feet, and it's a big deal to work a few more jobs to support himself.

Simply perfect!

There was a ray of dawn on the road ahead, Xia Wan felt relieved, and couldn't help but praise herself fiercely.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Huo Yu asked without squinting, seemingly aware of his gaze.

"It's nothing," Xia Wan calmly looked away from his face, "I was on the phone with my brother just now, and I had to call you by your first name. Please don't mind."

"Isn't the name used for calling?" Huo Yu didn't care much, and turned the car into an old-fashioned villa area.

This place is very familiar to Xia Wan. It is not too far from his real home. It is also the only way for him to go to the hospital, but he has never come down to take a look.

He looked out curiously until the car pulled into Huo Yu's garage.

Huo Yu lived in a three-storey villa, located in the center of the community by the lake.

Before entering the door, Xia Wan thought it would be full of dust. After all, Huo Yu had not returned to China for a long time.

But the fact is that not only the windows are bright and clean, but there is also a faint and warm smell of food in the house, as if no one has ever left.

As soon as the scent was close to the tip of the nose, Xia Wan's stomach cried out in disappointment, which was especially obvious in the silence.

Xia Wan pursed his lips and quietly raised his hand to cover his stomach. He ignored the slightly hot cheeks and asked softly and curiously, "Is there a snail girl in your family?"

If someone else said this, Huo Yu would just take it as an ordinary joke.

But the way Xia Wan said this, there was a natural innocence in the joke, as if he really believed in fairy tales.

Huo Yu glanced at him lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

Over the years, he actually seldom laughed, and even if he did occasionally, it was mostly because he had to.

But in the short one or two hours he saw Xia Wan today, he couldn't remember how many times he laughed.

I don't know why, but Xia Wan has a very contradictory temperament.

When he is on full alert, he is sharp and witty, and it cannot be said that he has no scheming, but once he relaxes, he has an absolute sense of purity and innocence, as if he is not familiar with the world.

But the strange thing is, Huo Yu felt that these two temperaments blended naturally in him, as if he was born like this, bright and transparent, not the submissive and repressive video Shen Yan sent him before. Dark again.

"No," he said.

"Oh." Xia Wan responded, and immediately noticed the funnyness of these two conversations, and smiled unconsciously.

After entering someone else's territory, Xia Wan obviously became more cautious. He followed Huo Yu step by step, not daring to take a step.

"Take a bath or eat?" Huo Yu stopped abruptly, and Xia Wan bumped into his back without paying attention. The back was like a steel plate, hitting the tip of his nose painfully.

Xia Wan's eyes turned red from pain, but she was still worried that this was a multiple-choice question, so she raised her face cautiously: "Can I take a shower before eating?"

"Yes." Huo Yu looked down at him and paused for a moment before answering.

Xia Wan immediately clenched his fists, and his eyes curved up unabashedly.

The bathroom is large, with a dry and wet separation layout, with a huge full-length mirror standing at the door.

Xia Wan has been eager to deal with various emergencies since she passed through until now, and has not had the opportunity or time to wonder what she looks like now.

Until this moment, standing in front of the huge full-length mirror, his whole person froze.

The person in the mirror was still wearing that messy white shirt that had been dyed, and looked a little embarrassed, but the black hair and almond eyes, the rhomboid lips and the high nose, and even the gentle curvature at the tip of the nose... were exactly the same as him in reality.