The luxurious crystal chandelier, the fragrant rose and the clean floor can almost reflect the shadow. Song Shiyan and Xianggu come to the dining room under the guidance of the servant. Song Shiyan doesn't want the young tiger involved in the Huo family's infighting, so he and cenmu stay in the villa for dinner.

The old man sits on the throne, while Huo Chenglie, Jiang Shuru and Huo Mingyang sit on one side of the long table, waiting for them.

Seeing this, song Shiyan apologetically said to the old man: "grandfather, I'm really sorry, we're late!" After that, song Shiyan was ready to take a seat under the guidance of the servant.

Three people look at the old man together, the expectation on the face is more and more intense.

The old man eased his breath, looked at the crowd, and said: "Mingshen is not suitable for the status of the successor of the Huo family, so I have a favorite candidate in my heart, and this person is -"

thinking about the successor, I don't care about the old man. Jiang Shuru looks happy. She takes a look at Huo Mingyang around her and shows a smile of "finally coming out". And Huo Mingyang, although his character should be more stable, now, after listening to the old man's words, he also thinks that the position of heir is his own. Therefore, on Huo Mingyang's face, also gradually emerged a smug smile. Huo Chenglie is not much better. He looks at the old man and asks with a smile: "Dad, who is your successor Whether it's him or Mingyang, he doesn't matter. After all, after all, his everything, is also Mingyang!

When the old man coughed and was out of breath, they were in their hearts

Song Shiyan took a look at the three people opposite him and gave them a cold smile. No wonder the old man didn't want to leave the Huo family to them!

The old man took a look at Song Shiyan and nodded, indicating that he was OK.

"How are you, grandfather? Are you better? " Seeing this, song Shiyan asked anxiously.

"After so many years of treatment abroad, Mingshen's condition has not improved, and he is still the same. As for him, he doesn't understand the affairs of the company. If he is allowed to take over the Huo's industry, those major shareholders may not follow. So I decided to Before the old man had finished, he began to cough violently. The housekeeper stepped forward and patted the old man on his back. After a while, the old man no longer coughed, but sat in his seat, panting violently.

It's a pair of mushrooms. As for Huo Mingyang, at present, he is the most calm of the three, with no expression on his face. Although song Shiyan can't guess what he thought in his heart, he can also guess that his heart must be turbulent now!

Song Shiyan looked at the three people opposite him, but he was not amused. Huo Chenglie's face was calm, but sweat oozed slowly from his forehead. He sat upright with his hands on his knees. All these behaviors showed his inner tension and uneasiness. Jiang Shuru, however, could not hide anything from her face. After hearing the old man's words, she looked at them with some hatred.

"as for the successor of the Huo family, I already have a suitable candidate in my heart..." Looking at the people with different looks, the old man said calmly.

Smell speech, a few people on the table roughly guessed what the old man wanted to say next, and heir this matter, so all look different. In addition to mushrooms, still sitting in the position, the whole table shrouded in a strange quiet.

The old man sat on the throne, staring at several people at the table, and then slowly said in a deep voice: "today, since Mingshen has also returned to Huo's home, old man, I also have a big event to announce."

Hearing the speech, song Shiyan smiles. Just as he wants to speak, he is interrupted by the old man.

Well, just do as you like! "

Huo Chenglie see jiangshuru and failed to control his mouth, so reached under the table touched her, motioned her not to talk. Then, he said to song Shiyan with a smile: "it's OK, it's OK, the old man hasn't spoken yet

when Jiang Shuru, sitting opposite, saw song Shiyan's ugliness and thought of song Shiyan's words against her during the day, he couldn't help saying," Oh, Jingsong, although you grew up in a small place, I think your father taught you how to eat with the elders, so it's better Waiting for the elder to move the chopsticks first, isn't it? "

Song Shiyan watched the servant lay out the dishes, so he took the lead in picking up chopsticks and picked up a dish for himself. When she came back, she remembered that she was in the Huo family now, not the Song family where she used to eat alone. Thinking of this, the chopsticks in Song poetry are neither for eating nor for putting. She looked at the old man awkwardly and said, "grandfather, I..."

It is estimated that there are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. Apart from the servants, song Shiyan is the only one at home to eat. Therefore, everything at home is simple. Like the Huo family, the money spent on a meal is worth the living expenses of ordinary people for several months.

The housekeeper clapped his hands, and the servants carried the dishes in and put them on the table. There are six people on the table, but there are thirty-six different dishes, and each dish is made of precious materials. Song Shiyan can't help but feel a little surprised. Before, when the Song family hadn't had an accident, his father was always busy taking care of the company"Now that everyone is here, let's get ready for dinner." The old man said to the housekeeper.

Xianggu looks at Song Shiyan anxiously. Song Shiyan smiles at him and indicates that he is OK. Then, this just sat to the position that the old man said, and Huo Chenglie sat opposite. Xianggu is sitting next to her, facing Jiang Shuru.

"Dad, what are you talking about? It's up to you to decide everything about the Huo family. Jingsong, what are you still doing there? Just sit over there! " Huo Chenglie said to song Shiyan with a smile, but his face was not very good. This old man, what is the calculation in his heart? Shouldn't this seat be taken by that fool Ming Shen?

It's my freedom to let anyone sit here! " The old man looked around at several people at the table and said, "why, who is not satisfied with my decision?"

"I'm not dead yet! This Huo family is not up to others! I

seeing this, song Shiyan looked at the mushrooms, then at the three people on the opposite side, and finally looked at the old man, hesitated and said, "I'm afraid it's not good, grandfather!"

"Girl, you, sit here!" The old man pointed to the position nearest to him and said to song Shiyan.

"Jingsong, this girl is the successor of Huo family I chose!" The old man took a look at Huo Chenglie and then said coldly, "in the future, if anyone dares to disrespect her again, he will disrespect me and the Huo family!"

Smell speech, smile on three faces quickly collapsed, Huo Chenglie took the lead to express his dissatisfaction.

He pushed the chair aside and stood up, rubbing it against the ground with such force that it made a harsh sound. The old man frowned.

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