"It seems you're quite adept at being Mrs. Huo."
She didn't know if it was because he was too close, or what, but one side of her face began to feel warm, yet her eyes remained as cool as spring water, "I just don't want Zaizai to get into trouble."
Gan Xinxin handed a drink to Xiaolei, and it was definitely Little Baozi's idea.
No matter how spoiled Xiaolei was, she wouldn't throw a cup for no reason or make a fuss with a child; there must be something wrong with the drink.
Gan Xinxin was even younger than Zaizai, the innocent little daughter of a military family; it definitely had to be Zaizai who was behind the scenes.
He had probably already figured it out.
When Huo Zhenyang heard her say this, his gaze darkened, "Is it really that hard for you to do this for yourself?"
Just then, an assistant came over, "Mayor Huo, General Gan has come all the way from the south and would like to have a few drinks with you to chat."