Chapter 217: Chapter 217

Chapter 217

The maid nodded. “Yes, young master.”

“Let me.” Huo Chengming walked over while talking, then kneeled.

The bullet screen exploded again.

“An overbearing president wearing a suit. A good family man without a suit. This is just setting me up!”

“Suit= little wolf-dog, pajamas= little milk dog!”

“Tidying up pajamas, TVT even if it’s just an older brother, I still want to explode. I also want this type of older brother.”

[I feel like T^T might be a better face? (for TVT).]

“Am I the only one who noticed how pretty little Huo’s waistline is?”

“His back muscles are also pretty! Even if I can’t see them right now since they’re covered by clothes!”

The maid stepped aside.

Huo Chengming really began packing.

Outside of the scene, the staff coughed, asking, “May we interview Mr. Huo?”

“Mhm,” Huo Chengming answered casually, continuously focusing on the things in his hands.

“Does Mr. Huo know what luggage Miss Zhong needs?”

“I know. I’ve packed for her before many times.”

“Whilst in England?” the staff quickly followed.

“Mhm.”

“Mr. Huo is really caring,” the staff exclaimed.

“It’s only natural,” Huo Chengming replied simply, his movements unaffected.

So the camera followed his actions.

The bullet screen had never paused for even an instant.

“News! Before he packed for her many, many times! What a peerless big brother!”

“Something’s wrong. If they really are siblings, then why is one surnamed Huo and another surnamed Zhong?”

“Older cousin? Godbrother?”

“I already have no brain. I don’t want to know how they’re related. I only want to look at this scene ten thousand times!”

“Little Huo is really useful. Looking so scary, like a wild wolf! But so meticulous when packing, even remembering the pillow cover…”

Finally, Huo Chengming finished packing.

The camera also cut to Ling Lan, Yin Qiqi’s side. The bullet screen was still asking why Li Jinyuan hadn’t appeared yet.

The video was already arranged before, so of course, it wouldn’t change just because of the bullet screen. The video continued and quickly got to the departure on the second day. And this time, the cameramen was even more meticulous, filming from just outside the villa’s gate, capturing the entire villa in the frame. Then, going inside, walking past the small garden and into the living room.

When the cameramen heard footsteps coming down the stairs, they immediately raised the cameras.

The first was Zhong Yuhuan, wearing high heels, even holding a bowl of strawberries.

“Would you like some?” Zhong Yuhuan asked the staff.

The staff member shook their head, unconsciously backing up, face a bit red.

Zhong Yuhuan was even prettier and vibrant than the strawberries. She wore a knee-length dress. The gradient of the dress ended in crimson, like a large blooming flower.

With her hair loose, she lost the look of being a capable tour guide, changing into a look of laziness and charm. Really similar to a pampered treasure in someone’s palm.

Zhong Yuhuan passed the strawberries to a maid to the side, then sat at the dining table, slowly having breakfast.

“Zhong Yuhuan is too good, right? Why is she looking better and better?”

“A person looking better than strawberries… I’m jealous.”

“She really is a rich miss loved by everyone. Try asking who wouldn’t like this type of girl?”

Not long after, footsteps were heard again.

The camera turned.

Li Jinyuan came down holding an overcoat. He was also holding a pair of fuzzy crimson socks in his left hand, contrasting with his image.

“Huanhuan, you forgot to wear socks,” Li Jinyuan reminded, then arrived in front of Zhong Yuhuan in the blink of an eye.

The bullet screen really became crazy.

“Ahahahahaha Li Jinyuan’s also here! I’m dying! Ahahahahaha!

“I really wanna be Zhong Yuhuan! Her luck* is too good! I’m going crazy with jealousy!”

*Is sort of like she reincarnated very good if that makes sense… (raws are 她投的胎).

“So because everyone found out, they completely let loose, not being afraid of getting filmed at all!”

“This really looks like a family hahaha!”

Li Jinyuan walked over, and seeing the milk residue on Zhong Yuhuan’s lips, he said in a low voice, “We still have time. You can eat another mini cake.”

Zhong Yuhuan: “Mhm, give me the socks.”

Li Jinyuan bent down, going on one knee. “Raise your foot.”

Zhong Yuhuan’s entire face: ???