The temperature in the villa dropped two degrees, and Ouyang Xiu, sitting opposite Huo Zhanting, had the illusion of being targeted by a ferocious beast, causing his hair to stand on end as he rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.
Ouyang Xiong sat upright and proper, but the look in his eyes as he watched Huo Zhanting carried a hint of wariness; after all, he had somewhat underestimated Huo Zhanting.
Indeed, a talent who could take over Huo Group from his father and double its market value within two years was certainly not to be taken lightly.
Thinking back to the rumors he had heard about the companies that had crossed the Huo Group, which were said to have collapsed overnight, Ouyang Xiong had thought it was an exaggeration, but now, it seemed hard to tell whether it was true or false.
An Lan stretched out her hand and covered the back of Huo Zhanting's hand.
