Huo Yunque was really busy. Only when he was talking to Song Yaoyao did he relax and rest a little.
The girl was delicate and sensitive like she was made of honey and pollen, and it seemed like she needed someone to take care of her.
Huo Yi, Huo Er, and Huo Qi were worried every day that the Master would ruin his health by working too hard.
But these decisions could only be made by him.
So, the words that clung to Huo Yi and Huo Er's lips were, "When will the Master call Miss Song?"
"I think the Master should get some rest and have a chat with Miss Song."
Huo Qi rolled his eyes as the door opened from the inside. The man was dressed in a suit jacket and he narrowed his eyes as he analyzed them.
He asked slowly, "What are you talking about?"
"Ahem..." Huo Yi immediately gave Huo Qi a look.
Huo Qi chuckled and said loudly, "Sir! Huo Yi and Huo Er were saying that you should get some rest and call Miss Song!"
