Huo Yao crossed her arms and stood where she was with a glacial look in her amorous eyes. He Xiaoman's indifferent and proud demeanor weakened immediately.
He Xiaoman clutched her purse before giving her a disdainful look. She cleared her throat. "Let me get to the point. An audio recording of Xiaxia's conversation with someone went online simply because she was used. Go back and tell your brother that this matter ends here. Don't go too far and make it difficult for all of us."
She only learned today that one of the Huo family's sons was a celebrity. Judging from the pretty boy's garish pictures online, he did not seem like a serious artiste.
"Are you dreaming or something?" said Huo Yao nonchalantly.
He Xiaoman did not care about her foster daughter's attitude. She straightened her curly hair and replied calmly. "You should think about it carefully for the sake of your older brother's career."
She was starting to throw up blatant threats.
