Che Huan glanced sideways at Huo Jinnan, leaning into his embrace, looking up at him, her red lips and black eyebrows, captivating and beautiful, "Husband, do you mind?"
Huo Jinnan looked down at Che Huan, "Didn't you say last time that I am your man?"
"Oh, right, so?"
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, her eyes clearly reflecting his image.
Huo Jinnan's fingers caressed her red lips, his voice magnetic, "Feel free to use me."
"..."
The old patriarch watched this scene, so angry he almost coughed up blood, his hand tightly gripping his cane.
Just then, Che Huan turned her head to look at the old patriarch, smiling enchantingly, "Do you know why our Qin Family is becoming stronger while the Huo Family declines?"
Without waiting for the old patriarch to answer, she continued, "It's because the Huo Family has a head like you."
The old patriarch's face darkened as he stared at Che Huan, "How my Huo Family fares is not for you to comment on."
