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nAfter the little girl’s junk food and pocket money got confiscated, she rested her head on her brother’s shoulders and pouted in silence.

nI’m so mad!

n“Good girl.” The young boy patted her head with a small smile and spoke to her in a low voice, “What’s going on with the mining mountain isn’t something you can worry about now.”

nWith Huo Yao’s personality, he wouldn’t turn around even if he hit a wall.

nAlthough he didn’t know why she kept on mentioning them going bankrupt, she obviously couldn’t change these things.

n…

nAfter telling the two annoying brats to leave, Huo Yao breathed deeply. He played with the lighter in his hands carelessly but didn’t light the cigarette.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao touched the tip of his nose, “Sir, Head Zhao is letting go of the matter in the Salty City.”

n“He said that he could give Salt City to you but to please let the Zhao family go.”

n“The Zhao family?” Huo Yao asked carelessly, obviously not in the right state at the moment.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao glanced at him strangely.

nThis man was always eager to do things but as he stood in front of his desk, his lips curved upwards ever so slightly on his cold face.

nHis long and slim fingers turned the lighter and his temples throbbed at the little thing mentioning him going bankrupt in almost every sentence, eventually speaking up slowly, “Nevermind.”

nThe man threw the contract into Special Assistant Zhao’s arms and sneered, “Tell the Zhao family that I don’t want the mining mountain anymore.”

n“Get people and watch over them closely, if they try to extract anything then immediately report them.”

nHe smiled coldly, “Let me see; does he really want his family dead or does he want to guard this useless mining mountain?”

nBecause all the other big families have their eyes on the mining mountain, they were trying to pull the Zhao family towards them.

nPerhaps the Zhao family had been flattered for too long, this guy dared to provoke Huo Yao.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao’s lips twitched. Huo Yao looked like he was thinking “if I can’t have it then others can’t have it either”. He eventually nodded.

nFine.

nYou are the boss. You do whatever you want.

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nAt noon, the little thing laid on the table and the puppy wagged its tails as it played with a pillow.

n“Grandpa.”

nYe Sang tilted her head to the side and looked outside enviously, “Can I go out and play?”

nThe Huo family had some entertainment centres.

nBut she was too young and Old Master Huo couldn’t let her go, let alone she’s in the middle of healing her wounds. He would hurt too if she bumped herself again.

nHow could he possibly let her go out like that?

nOld Master Huo comforted, “Good Sangsang, how about Grandpa take you out once your knees are better?”

nYe Sang panicked and quickly shook her head:

n“No, no, I want to go out now.”

nBut how could he agree? Under her hopeless protest, the little thing squeezed the little bag hanging on her waist and her eyes lit up at the thought of something, “Grandpa, what’s brodda doing?”

nOld Master Huo pinched her soft face and smiled, “He’s doing homework.”

n“Did you think everyone’s as idle as you?”

nYe Sang thought she had been underestimated.

nThe little thing straightened her back and dragged her tone on, “But Sangsang has homework too!”

nGrandpa Huo laughed, “Then why don’t you do it?”

nWhat homework did kindergarten have?

nProbably just some easy maths questions.

nJudging from how smart his granddaughter was, he believed that she would finish it in half an hour.

n“Okay!” Ye Sang agreed crisply. Under Grandpa Huo’s gratified gaze, the little girl skipped upstairs.

nHumph.

nYou don’t have to take me out.

nShe’ll make brodda take her to Yan’an’s place.

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