Huo Jinyan turned to look at his daughter, who was in deep thought. He could not help asking her. "Yao?"
"Huh?" Huo Yao raised her head.
She continued, "Mom's right. Stop letting stupid people into the house."
Four faces emerged in Huo Jinyan's head automatically.
Before long, Huo Xiang arrived home. The moment he walked into the living room, he caught his father giving him strange looks.
Huo Xiang touched his nose and looked around. "Isn't Brother Tingrui back yet?"
"Not yet.' Huo Jinyan turned away impatiently before walking up to his daughter to sit down next to her. "I used the incense in the cupboard last night and slept really well."
Huo Yao put her phone down. "Uh huh. You can use it when you have trouble sleeping."
"Where did you buy the incense from?" asked Huo Jinyan curiously.
Huo Yao looked up at him. "I made it."
