His brows were furrowed, it was never his style to keep tigers in trouble.

A painting was finally completed, Xia Wan signed his name in the blank space, a lowercase "w", and then uploaded it to the website.

Recently, several galleries have extended an olive branch to him, Xia Wan is still comparing, and although his popularity has soared, he also has his own shortcomings, that is, there are too few works.

So recently, he has devoted most of his time to creation.

He was the only one in the dormitory. Xia Wan stretched and looked out the window. The setting sun dyed the window a residual red, and it should be late.

Xia Wan paused for a moment, as if suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly took out the phone from her backpack.

There are as many as five missed calls on the screen.

Xia Wan hurriedly called back, and the answer was very fast, but Huo Yu's voice was not pleasant. He called out slowly and deeply: "Xia Wan."

"Eldest young master," Xia Wan answered the phone with one hand and was busy packing things with the other: "I'll go down."

Without waiting for Huo Yu to speak, he hung up the phone and went straight to the school gate.

"Eldest young master." Xia Wan got out of the car panting and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I forgot to turn on my phone."

Huo Yu pursed his lips straight and looked at him blankly.

"You don't need to pick me up in the future," Xia Wan felt guilty, "I'll just take the bus."

Huo Yu gave Xia Wan a car, but Xia Wan only drove it twice and thought it was too difficult to park and put it aside.

Huo Yu glanced at him, didn't say whether to send it or not, and started the car without saying a word.

Halfway through the journey, he opened his mouth and said, "Remember to turn on the phone after class tomorrow, and I will come and pick you up."

"Tomorrow?" Xia Wan was startled, "There will be classes tomorrow afternoon."

His timing is very clear.

If there is a class in the afternoon, he will stay at the school, and if there is no class in the afternoon, he will go back to Huo Yu, and on weekends, he will go back to accompany Xia Chengzhang.

Huo Yu said this, there should be some special situation.

Sure enough, Huo Yu said, "I'm going back to Huo's house tomorrow to attend a reception."

"There are so many feasts in your Huo family," Xia Wan muttered, and asked a little closer, "What do I need to do?"

"You." Huo Yu glanced at him lightly. Seeing Xia Wan's eyes full of anticipation, he couldn't help but smile. "Tomorrow, I will take you to buy clothes and dress up beautifully and show affection."

"So simple?" Xia Wan doubted.

The Huo family said this time it was for Huo Lin's celebration, so they had a feast for the guests, but Huo Yu knew that it wasn't that simple.

Yan Rui ordered, and Huo Peixue would definitely fight back.

But the soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil.

Moreover, there are rumors about him and Huo Lin fighting against the Xia Wan brothers, so as long as Xia Wan is present, it will be a blow to Huo Peixue.

No matter what, there is him.

Huo Yu smiled and gave a soft "um".

Xia Wan looked at him for a moment and held her cheeks: "Eldest young master, are you not angry anymore?"

Chapter 19 The Hair to the Fingertips

Auntie has left, and the food on the table is still warm.

The two ate opposite each other, and Xia Wan was busy rushing to wash the dishes.

He is a lot more proficient now, and he does housework well, so Huo Yu doesn't argue with him.

When he came out after washing the dishes, Huo Yu was already upstairs, and Xia Wan sat on the sofa reading a book and eating snacks.

When he saw the snack rack in the kitchen for the first time, he had once slandered that Huo Yu's temperament actually liked snacks.

But now he knew that Huo Yu really didn't like snacks.

But don't know why, but aunt insisted on preparing for him, but it turned out to be cheaper for Xia Wan.

A few pages into the book, the doorbell rang.

Xia Wan walked to the door wearing slippers, and saw Shen Yan's face as he approached the cat's eye.

"Little...Little sister-in-law." Shen Yan hadn't gotten used to the fact that Huo Yu was really married, especially since the other party was Xia Wan.

Like most people, in Shen Yan's eyes, Xia Wan is not worthy of Huo Yu.

If nothing else, with only one family background, Xia Wan would not be able to touch Huo Yu's side.

Not to mention that he has been with Huo Lin for a while, this feeling is even more subtle.

"Hello." Xia Wan smiled politely at him, then glanced in the direction of the stairs, "Huo Yu is upstairs."

"I'll go up and find him." Shen Yan said hurriedly.

Xia Wan nodded and returned to the sofa to read a book.

If he guessed correctly, Huo Yu should be in the study on the third floor at the moment.

Except for the day he first moved in, Huo Yu took him to get acquainted with him at home, Xia Wan never went to the third floor again.

After all, Huo Yu was very wary, and his identity was too sensitive.

Although the original book did not explain Huo Yu's source of income, Xia Wan also knew that he must have his own industry behind him.

Otherwise, with only the pocket money of the Huo family, what qualifications does he have to learn to fight with Huo Pei to the end?

For these, if Huo Yu didn't take the initiative to let him know, Xia Wan thought it would be better to stay away.

When Xia Wan was reading a book, he held a pen and wrote and drew on it, and his toes also turned up and down. When he was putting in, his phone rang.

The name on the phone screen surprised Xia Wan, it was Xia Yang's mother Zhao Chengfang.

This woman has never given the original owner a good face, and she is the culprit who condoned her sister Zhao Chengjiao's son Zhang Hao to molest the original owner.

Xia Wan frowned, but still picked it up.

"Auntie." He called.

"It's too late," Zhao Chengfang smiled uncharacteristically, "Do you have no class tomorrow morning?"

There is indeed no class in the summer evening tomorrow morning, so he said "um".

"Your father is not in good health. I will cook a soup tomorrow and go see him," Zhao Chengfang said. "Let Auntie cook a few more big dishes. If you don't have class, come home for dinner. What good is the school cafeteria?food?"