Chapter 9: Custody

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Huo Quan smiled and shook his head, “Yes, everything you said is right.”

No matter what, Huo Quan’s answer made Li Miaoke very comfortable. She looked at Li Miaoyu with a triumphant smile on her face, and Li Miaoyu’s expression instantly darkened.

“Huo Quan, what are you –” Li Miaoyu instantly flew into a rage, “What do you mean?!”

Li Biao quickly grabbed Li Miaoyu and scolded, “Go back to your room!”

“Dad, didn’t you see them…” Li Miaoyu pointed at Li Miaoke and cursed, “Can’t you see that b*tch Li Miaoke –”

“If you insult my wife again, I’m not sure if your tongue will still be in your mouth,” Huo Quan said aloofly.

Li Biao quickly apologized to Huo Quan, “I’m sorry, Mr. Huo. It’s all my fault. I spoiled my daughter too much. Don’t lower yourself to her level.” He bowed and apologized to Huo Quan with cold sweat all over his body. Li Miaoyu was still young, and she didn’t know about Huo Quan’s ruthlessness, so she could only see Huo Quan’s good looks. However, Li Biao knew how vicious Huo Quan was.

In Huo Quan’s eyes, there were only two kinds of people. One was a useful person, and the other was a useless person. Obviously, Li Miaoyu was a useless person in Huo Quan’s eyes. He wouldn’t look at such a person.

Seeing that Huo Quan didn’t speak, Li Biao quickly waved at the servants to pull Li Miaoyu away.

“Dad, I think you’re crazy. Have you forgotten what Li Miaoyu is? Li Miaoyu, that…” Li Miaoyu struggled and shouted angrily.

“President Li!” Huo Quan tightened his grip on Li Miaoyu’s hand. He comforted his little girl while his expression turned cold.

Li Biao was also shocked. He quickly said, “What are you doing? Hurry up and drag her away!”

The servants didn’t dare to say anything. They could only cover Li Miaoyu’s mouth and drag her upstairs.

At this moment, Li Miaoke was sitting on Huo Quan’s lap peacefully. She looked calm, but only she knew how upset she was.

The living room instantly became quiet. Just as Li Biao was about to find a topic to ease the atmosphere, Huo Quan suddenly said, “President Li, I’m here today to ask for Miaoke’s custody.”

Custody?!

Li Miaoke looked at Huo Quan in disbelief. Didn’t he say that he was here to propose a marriage? How did it become about custody?

Li Biao was also stunned. “Mr. Huo, what do you mean by that?”

Huo Quan’s gaze fell on Li Biao coldly, and his voice was calm. “President Li, you understand what I mean the most, don’t you?”

Li Biao only felt that the back of his shirt was instantly drenched in cold sweat. He trembled as he said, “I, I don’t understand what Mr. Huo means…” As he spoke, his gaze couldn’t help but fall on Li Miaoke, and seeing Li Miaoke’s shocked expression, he thought to himself, “Could it be that Li Miaoke doesn’t know about this?”

“I want Miaoke,” Huo Quan said straightforwardly. “Do you understand now?”

Li Biao’s heart began to beat rapidly. He wanted Li Miaoke? Why Li Miaoke? Could it be that Huo Quan already knew something? Otherwise, why would he want Li Miaoke, his illegitimate daughter?

Although the Huo family was open-minded, they weren’t open-minded enough to let their most outstanding child marry an illegitimate daughter, right?

“Don’t think too much about it. I just want Li Miaoke.” Huo Quan saw that Li Biao was silent, and there was a hint of coldness on his face. “As for other things, I don’t want them.”

Li Biao’s heart instantly thumped. What did this mean? He raised his head and looked at Huo Quan in shock. The shock in his eyes was too obvious, so much so that even Li Miaoke could sense that something wasn’t right.

Huo Quan must know something… Li Biao’s mind raced while he thought about what to do next and how to deal with the matter at hand.

“President Li, I said, I only want Li Miaoke,” Huo Quan repeated what he had just said.

Li Biao paused. “Then, Mr. Huo, what do you mean?”

“When Miaoke turns 18, I want to get engaged to her.” Huo Quan’s expression was still indifferent, but Li Miaoke’s little face was flushed. She slipped into Huo Quan’s arms. She really didn’t expect Huo Quan to be so blunt in front of her father and say that he wanted her.

Huo Quan patted Li Miaoke’s little hand in a comforting manner. There was a hint of tenderness on his face, but when his gaze fell on Li Biao, the tenderness faded and only a cold look remained. “I think you should understand what I mean this time, right?”