The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Dijing.

villa.

"Mr. Huo, this is the current situation of netizens. Many big v who reposted and attacked Ms. Chu also deleted Weibo, or apologized on the public platform."

Wen Qiaoqiao, director of the public relations department, wore such a professional suit and stood with a serious face.

Huo Xiaoming took the information and flipped through it, "Did you find out who was the first to post on Weibo?"

"It's an anonymous account, but after we communicated with the Weibo management department, we found out that the IP address of the other party is in the Song family in the imperial capital."

After reporting on her work, Wen Qiaoqiao turned around and left with her document bag.

As she walked, she looked at Chu Luo sitting on the other side out of the corner of her eye.

Chu Luo was wearing a long cotton and linen skirt with a traditional Chinese painting of green bamboo.

This simple but extremely figure-conscious long skirt seemed to be designed for Chu Luo to wear.

Chu Luo, who had been flipping through books with his head down, raised his head and met her gaze.

Wen Qiaoqiao: "...!!!"

She stood still, not moving.

Huo Xiaoming's voice was low and hoarse, "Is there anything else?"

Wen Qiaoqiao swallowed her saliva, reluctantly under the eyes of the big boss, and whispered: "I am a fan of Master Chu, I wonder if I can ask Master Chu to sign for me."

She didn't look at Huo Xiaoming, but looked at Chu Luo eagerly.

Just now he looked like an elite, but now his eyes are shining, like a star chaser.

Chu Luo: "Cultivators don't sign at will."

Hearing this, the light in Wen Qiaoqiao's eyes went out abruptly, and she let out a sigh of disappointment, "It's because I didn't think it through."

Chu Luo: "If you don't mind, I'll draw you a talisman."

"Ah! Really? I don't mind, I don't mind. Thank you Master Chu!" If it wasn't for the big boss who was present, Wen Qiaoqiao would have jumped up immediately.

Chu Luo drew a talisman and handed it to Wen Qiaoqiao. Wen Qiaoqiao carefully folded it, put it in her shirt pocket near her chest, and patted it lightly.

Holding the talisman paper, Wen Qiaoqiao walked out almost lightly.

Huo Xiaoming walked up to Chu Luo, "I didn't expect them to bother you, it's because I didn't think carefully."

"They helped me with things online, and I really should thank them."

Huo Xiaoming sat next to Chu Luo, and looked sideways at the book in Chu Luo's hand. It was an obscure Taoist book. He only glanced at it for a few times, then turned his gaze away and landed on Chu Luo's face.

"I invited them here, thank you, you should also thank me?"

Chu Luo turned his head to look at him, "Do you want a talisman too?"

"I don't want talisman paper."

Chu Luo frowned slightly, "Then what do you want?"

With a serious face, she was seriously thinking about this question.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and two small people were reflected in the black and white pupils.

A ray of quiet sandalwood came.

Huo Xiaoming's heart suddenly jumped several times, and the roots of his ears gradually turned red.

He, who was still in an offensive posture, suddenly sat up straight, looked straight ahead, and clenched his hands on his knees into fists.

He didn't change his face, and his voice was as usual, "You can see that my mother likes you very much. I will send my body back this time, and you will go back with me and have a meal at home."

"..."

After a while without getting an answer, Huo Xiaoming glanced sideways and met Chu Luo's puzzled expression.

"you are not willing?"

Chu Luo shook his head, "Huo Xiaoming, your face is so red!"

Huo Xiaoming: "..."

After a while, he stood up, "It may be that my soul and body are unstable, and I am about to leave my body. Let's go back quickly!"

He goes outside.

Cheng Yuan came out of nowhere, made a horn with her hands with a smile, and shouted at his back, "The soul and body are not stable, only the blood color fades, and it won't blush!"

The figure in front staggered.

"Hahaha!"

Cheng Yuan's wanton smile filled the entire villa.

Hua Wan walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Enough is enough."

Cheng Yuan was already bent over laughing, she hooked Hua Wan with one hand, "Who made him pretend to be so flirtatious, so awesome... I just want to see the flowers of Gaoling fall from the altar."

"What kind of bad taste are you!"

Cheng Yuan shook her head, "You don't understand, you don't understand."

She turned her head with a smile and looked at Chu Luo, who had gone to the second floor, with a gentle smile in her eyes.

Huo Xiaoming and Chu Luo had left for less than half an hour when news came from the security booth at the foot of the villa that someone from the Chu family was coming to visit.

Hua Wan answered the phone, a little hesitant.

Cheng Yuan sat on the sofa and directly reached out to take the phone from Hua Wan's hand.

In the new Chinese-style villas, even the landlines in the house are in the shape of the Republic of China, retro and luxurious.

Cheng Yuan sat cross-legged on the sofa, tilted her head, held the microphone between her hands, and asked lazily while painting her toenails, "Who is the visitor?"

The security guard said a few words.

Cheng Yuan sneered, "Give them the phone, and I'll talk."

As soon as the microphone was handed over, Song Qianya's anxious voice came from the opposite side, "Luo Luo, Mom and Dad are here, what can I do for you?"

"Chu Luo went out, she's not here."

Song Qianya was very anxious, "It's this time, is she still in the mood to go out?"

Cheng Yuan: "When? Is the end of the world? Has World War III started?"

Song Qianya: "..."

Chu Weihao took the phone from her with a serious tone, "Where's Chu Luo? Let her answer the phone."

"She's gone."

"Then let her call us."

Cheng Yuan painted her toenails in an orderly manner, "Excuse me, have you paid me? Just direct me to do things for you."

"If you are really in a hurry, you can contact Chu Luo yourself!"

She paused, pretending to be surprised, "Ah, no way! You don't have Chu Luo's contact information, do you?"

Inexplicably, Chu Weihao only felt a burst of anger rising.

"We are her parents, and now we are coming to see her in person, but she dares not see us. Where is she? Don't care where she is now? Come back and see us immediately."

Cheng Yuan: "Chu Luo has gone to Huo's house. It's in the villa on the hill next to us. You can go to Huo's house and ask. See if Huo's house will let you in."

"To Huo's house? What is she doing at Huo's house? "

Thinking of those rumors on the Internet, Chu Weihao's expression changed.

What is the status of the Huo family?

How could he fall in love with Chu Luo who didn't even go to college?

"What else can I do? It's not something on the Internet. Someone slandered and mocked Luo Luo. When the Huo family heard about it, it's okay. They immediately arranged for someone to come over and deal with it."

Chu Weihao: "The Huo family did the things on the Internet?"

"That's right! As soon as Mrs. Huo saw that Chu Luo had been wronged, she immediately arranged for someone to come over." Cheng Yuan sighed, "Now that the matter is settled, Mrs. Huo is still worried that Chu Luo will be hurt, so she took Chu Luo to the hospital." The Huo family went to comfort him."

"There is no way around this. Mrs. Huo also feels sorry for Chu Luo. Knowing that Chu Luo's biological parents don't care about her..."

"Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot that you are Chu Luo's biological parents!"

Cheng Yuan sighed: "But you came too late, others have already solved Chu Luo's problem."

Before Chu Weihao could speak, she continued, "But I believe Chu Luo will be very happy if you can come to support Chu Luo."

Chu Weihao: "..."

He looked at his wife standing beside him, and Chu Ran who kept crying, and was suddenly speechless.

They didn't come to support Chu Luo, they came... to blame Chu Luo.