Please Don’t Look at Me Like That, I’m Shy

He bent closer to study little Huo Xu, who was still fast asleep, and noticed a few strands of hair on the pillow. He picked them up, wrapped them in tissue, and put them in his pocket.

If the boy was brother Ting's son, things would become very interesting indeed.

Suddenly, Huo Li heard the room door opened and turned to look.

Ming Yue had just finished her night shift at work. When she found out from her assistant that Huo Yunting was here, she immediately made her way to the hotel.

This room… is under Huo Yunting's name, so why is there a child? And why is Huo Li looking after him personally?

She stomped to the bed in her three-inch heels and asked accusingly while pointing at the boy, "Who is he? Where is Yunting?"

Huo Li, who was sitting by the bed, slowly looked at her and said flatly, "Please remember your place. Leave!"

Her place?