CHAPTER 233: CHAPTER 233: THE LITTLE GUY’S WAY OF GREETING WON’T DO

Huo Qinglin inexplicably felt even more irritated, but his tone was very resolute: "Stop sending those things, delete them immediately! Otherwise, I’ll have to reconsider the sponsorship for your next movie!"

"No, no, no, don’t do that, Qinglin, if you want me to delete them, I’ll delete them, but you must help with the sponsorship issue. If you don’t sponsor it, I won’t be able to play the leading role." Lu Huan Ning’s face immediately turned pale with fear, and she forgot to cry.

"If you can wipe all the negative news about Lin Banxia from the internet, I’ll agree to sponsor you." Huo Qinglin said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I really don’t understand why you’re doing this, but you have your reasons, I believe that. By the way, Qinglin, we haven’t seen each other for a long time, haven’t you thought about me? I think about you all day. How about... I come to your house... or you come to mine." Lu Huan Ning immediately used her sweetest voice to try to entice Huo Qinglin.

Huo Qinglin used to have little resistance to her charming and affectionate voice, but recently, for some reason, he found her coquettish tone very annoying.

"I’m not in the mood today, nor do I have time!" Huo Qinglin said and directly hung up the phone.

Lu Huan Ning was a bit dazed, what was going on?

Huo Qinglin had never been so cold to her before. Whenever she called to entice him, he would eagerly come looking for her.

Could it be... that he has found someone else?

Who is it? Who on earth is that person?

Lu Huan Ning suddenly puffed up like a peacock whose status was threatened.

The thought of an invisible rival eyeing her position as the Huo Family’s second young mistress filled her with a sense of battle readiness.

She must find that woman and outshine her thoroughly.

Lu Huan Ning then squinted her eyes, speculating whether this woman could be Lin Banxia.

No way, it couldn’t be her. Back then, Huo Qinglin regarded her as beneath contempt, not even willing to touch her.

How could it be her? Lu Huan Ning was very sure that it was absolutely impossible.

Tong Keke had just woken up and, in her drowsiness, saw someone sitting in her room.

She thought she was seeing things, so she reached out her small hand and rubbed her sleepy eyes vigorously.

How strange. Was she dreaming again? Why was her uncle sitting in her room?

"Awake?" The deep male voice rang out, completely waking her up.

Tong Keke let out a scream of surprise, then happily jumped out of bed and rushed towards Gu Qianxi.

Gu Qianxi seemed to have anticipated her enthusiastic greeting and elegantly shifted to the side, causing Tong Keke to miss.

She immediately turned back, pouting at Gu Qianxi: "Uncle, why do you always dodge me? Am I a monster? Do I have a virus? You used to let me hug you, but now... 5555."

Tong Keke was truly aggrieved and heartbroken, feeling as if her life had undergone cataclysmic changes.

She had lost her uncle’s affection.

Gu Qianxi didn’t expect her to cry like a child just because she couldn’t hug him, looking so pitiful.

He rubbed his forehead, trying to explain: "Keke, how old are you this year."

"Eighteen!"

Gu Qianxi immediately became serious: "You know you’re eighteen; you’re an adult, no longer a child. From now on, you can’t just hug men as a way of greeting. Do you understand?"