C823 The Man Who Escaped

It was already summer, but the atmosphere in Huo family was as cold as winter.

Huo Zhiqian was wrapped in a windbreaker as he sat behind his desk. He turned his head and looked out the window. . .

Ever since he returned from France in a sorry state, He often sat there alone smoking and occasionally looking at the clouds in the sky outside the window. His face was gloomy