Mr. Huo's Little Mute Is a Bit Sweet

His surname is Huo. This surname alone is enough to frighten the celebrities and powerful people in the entire city. It means huge wealth, a background that no one dares to mess with, and it means that no matter how difficult the trouble is, it can be settled with ease. Huo Tingxiao, thirty-one years old, is the helmsman of the Huo Group and has expanded his family business to staggering proportions. As for Qiao Yan, one can tell from her name that her fate is "Yan", so disgusting. A little mute who grew up being beaten, scolded and disliked by his biological parents was deprived of even the right to speak. Until she was treated as an accessory and sent to Huo Tingxiao in exchange for a piece of cooperation. At first, Huo Tingxiao just wanted to raise a quiet canary. Give her the best food and clothing, let her stay in a gorgeous cage, and just don't make any noise. But as the days passed, the timid little mute, who didn't even dare to look at him, started to frown in front of him at some point. She would gently put down her chopsticks because a dish was not to her liking. She would huddle in the corner of the sofa with a pillow and wait for him when he came home late. She would look at him with red eyes when he occasionally spoke a little louder. Her eyes were watery, as if she had been greatly wronged, but she didn't say a word, just looking at him so quietly, which made his heart soften. Huo Tingxiao has never seen any trouble in his life, but there is nothing he can do with his red eyes. "Okay," he sighed, pulled the person into his arms, his voice was low and soft, "It's my fault, don't cry." The dignified head of the Huo family just lowered his head willingly and coaxed his little girl.