Chapter 947: Huo Yao, admit it

Cheng Ming looked calm, his face was no longer worried, he turned his head, his eyes fell out of the car window, and said lightly: "No need."
The subordinates responded and said: "Then go straight back now?"
"Yeah." Cheng Ming leaned on the seat and just closed his eyes when the phone rang again in his pocket.
It was from Huo Yulin.
Cheng Ming found it out and picked it up quickly. This time he didn't hide it. He briefly mentioned the night's affairs, which also showed that the eldest lady is safe now and should be home soon.

In the car here.
Huo Yao has been sitting in the car, like a student, with his hands on his knees, his fingertips tangling and stirring from time to time.
The whole person looks calm and docile.
Min Yu concentrated on driving without talking, the atmosphere in the car was particularly quiet.
Until the car drove into the community, Huo Yao looked up and saw that it was not driving in the direction of the building where she lived, and then turned his head to look at Min Yu, "...This is not the direction to return to my house."
"Yeah." Min Yu answered faintly, his eyes always looking forward.
Seeing this, Huo Yao said nothing.
Well, this person looks a bit different today from usual.
Something dangerous.
Acknowledge, don't mess with it.
After a while, the car drove into the garage of the villa where Min Yu lived. He parked the car, then pushed the door down, walked to the co-pilot, and opened the door.
Watching Min Yu's movements, Huo Yao suddenly thought of not wanting to get out of the car.
Min Yu put his hand on the door frame, raised his eyebrows slightly, jokingly: "Or I will hold you?"
When Huo Yao heard this, he jumped out of the car very quickly, "What are you kidding? I have hands and feet."
"Heh." Min Yu chuckled lightly, and closed the car door regretfully.
Huo Yao touched the tip of his nose and stood beside him.
Min Yu glanced at her, then reached out and held her wrist again, "Come in with me."
After speaking, he took the person into the house.
When he entered the room, he sat down on the sofa, then let go, turned and walked to the side hall.
Not long after, he walked out carrying a small medicine box, sat down beside Huo Yao, opened the medicine box and took out the disinfectant cotton from inside.
Huo Yao watched his actions, before he spoke, he heard his voice coming, "Hands."
"Huh?" Huo Yao blinked, but before he could react, Min Yu held her right hand in the next instant.
Min Yu's curled fingers were picked up and flattened, turning over the back. The redness and swelling on the back of the white hand had not subsided. The blood in the broken skin at the joints had coagulated. Although it was not large, it looked obvious.
Huo Yao coughed and said in a low voice: "Just a little injury."
Compared to her, those who were beaten are unfortunate.
Hearing what Huo Yao said, Min Yu just raised his head and glanced at her.
Huo Yao was seen by this look... he closed his mouth immediately.
Min Yu picked up the disinfectant cotton and lowered his head to treat the wound on the back of her hand with a focused and serious expression.
In the living room where no one is talking, there is silence, and something else is fermenting in the silence.
Two minutes later, Min Yu let go, and while packing the medicine box, he said: "Don't get wet in these two days."
Huo Yao, who was free, nodded hurriedly, seldom obedient.
Min Yu slowly put the medicine box on the coffee table, then raised his head, looking at her with a smile but a soft voice: "You are pretty good alone."