Chapter 82: I really hate Huo Yao

Yang Qiuhua was pale, biting his lip, and when he wanted to say something, Lu Xia stood up and pulled He Xiaoman's arm.
"Mom, just say a few words, since grandma wants Huo Yao to come and take care of her, let's call her. Although Huo Yao is not grandmother's granddaughter, but the relationship between living together for so many years is true. You don't have to argue with grandma for me, grandma's body is the most important thing."
The corners of Lu Xia's lips were a little bitter, and then she took out her mobile phone from her bag.
As soon as He Xiaoman heard it, his anger became more intense. Seeing that she was holding her mobile phone, she seemed to be really going to call Huo Yao, so she couldn't help but grab her mobile phone.
"What kind of fight? Why is your child so mentally minded? You even pushed your company's important activities and ran over to take care of your grandmother. You still want to call that girl now? I really don't know if it is stupid or naive!" He Xiaoman hates that iron cannot become steel.
"Mom, it's okay..." Lu Xia stretched out her hand to get her mobile phone back, raised her eyes, but saw Huo Yao standing at the door, and she was stunned.
Seeing that Lu Xia's expression was different, He Xiaoman couldn't help but follow her gaze and looked towards the door. He was also stunned. He quickly reacted, and his face sank immediately, "Why are you here?"
Yang Qiuhua also saw Huo Yao. She didn't know how much she had just heard. He couldn't help being anxious, afraid of being misunderstood, and said hurriedly: "Actually, Yao Yao guarded me here last night."
"One night?" When He Xiaoman heard it, he turned to look at the old lady, with obvious unbelief written on her face, "Mom, are you trying to say good things for her again? If she keeps you all night, then you Why didn't you say it just now?"
I'm just starting to talk about it now, isn't it that there is no silver three hundred taels?
"If I said it, would you believe it? Would you not drive away?" Yang Qiuhua said dullly.
She just wanted to persuade them to leave before Yao Yao came back, but she didn't expect Yao Yao to come back so soon.
He Xiaoman ridiculed when he heard this, "Dare to love me as a daughter in your mind so unbearable?"
Yang Qiuhua don't open your eyes, don't want to talk.
"Mom." Lu Xia made another sound at the right time. She shook her head at He Xiaoman, and then she quickly walked to the door, wanting to go to La Huo Yao, "You can come in quickly, grandma, she has been waiting. you."
Huo Yao just glanced at Lu Xia faintly. Before her hand touched her, she had already avoided her and walked into the ward. She didn't even look at He Xiaoman. He walked to the bedside of the old lady and made a sound. Quite plain, "Didn't you say not to be angry and disobeyed?"
Yang Qiuhua looked at Huo Yao's unhappy face, subconsciously persuaded, and muttered: "I'm not angry, I'm fine."
Huo Yao smiled, "You have to be well, you won't get sick last night."
Yang Qiuhua did not dare to speak any more, like a little quail.
She is not afraid of anyone who is angry, but she is afraid of her failure.
Lu Xia watched this scene, her eyes drooping slightly and her fingers tightened. No matter how she performed well in front of the old lady, it seemed that she could not get her straight eyes.
She really hates Huo Yao.
Lu Ziming, who had been playing with his mobile phone next to him, had never made a sound but raised his head at this time and looked at Huo Yao with a little doubt in his eyes.
Is this still the stupid, stupid, and timid sister in his memory?