"No need."
Qin Moting said two words, remained silent, and did not hang up the phone.
Wen Ru had told her to find her, to tell him she was Wen Ru’s daughter. She always felt that there was another aning behind that sentence.
What could it be?
Che Huan, after a long ti without hearing any sound, hung up the call, and thought about Fang Tong, Qin Mochuan, Gu Jizhou, and Huo Jinyun. What if they knew the agreent was fake? Would they be so angry that their faces turned green and their noses bent out of shape?
Thinking of their spectacular expressions, for the first ti she felt very relaxed, experiencing an indescribable joy.
anwhile, Hong Kong was abuzz because of a Weibo post.
Huo Jinyun’s face, captured very clearly, was seen slapping a duty officer across the face, exuding arrogance. She had successfully topped the trending news.
The old Master watched as Uncle Lu handed over the mobile phone, and closed his eyes deeply, "More harm than good!"
Huo Jinyun sat next to him, her eyes red as she burst into tears, "Grandpa, I went to pick up Jizhou, but they wouldn’t release the person..."
"What’s wrong with waiting a few days?"
The old Master scolded with a stern voice, his expression grave as he looked at Huo Jinyun, sighed heavily and thought to himself that Anan was ultimately unable to vent his spleen. Well, be it so!
Huo Jinyun looked at the old Master, thinking about how she would face the public after this, "Grandpa, what should I do?"
"Deal with it yourself!"
The old Master stood up and left the living room, retreating to his room and closing the door with a "bang."
Huo Jinyun sat there, thinking of Qin Shaojin, her hatred so intense it was as if her heart was being clawed at.
She hadn’t noticed that he had taken a picture, nor that he had posted it online!
She turned to Uncle Guan, "Uncle Guan, you think Grandpa won’t really stop caring about it, do you?"
Uncle Guan sighed, "Miss, over the years, the old Master has protected you enough. Not to speak out of turn, but this ti Miss indeed went too far."
Huo Jinyun didn’t make a sound, and picked up her phone intending to call Huo Jinnan.
Seeing this, Uncle Guan hastily spoke out before she could dial, "Miss, I saw the second young master today, and he said sothing. Do you want to hear it?"
Huo Jinyun stopped what she was doing and looked at Uncle Guan.
Uncle Guan spoke slowly, "Tell Huo Chengshan to behave himself."
"..."
Huo Jinyun looked up at Uncle Guan. Anan had directly called Grandpa by his full na!
Uncle Guan added, "Do you rember what the second young master said about his bottom line?"
"..."
Huo Jinyun remained where she was, silent for a long ti. Recalling the Huo Jinnan of that day, she suddenly felt afraid. Still, she hadn’t crossed any of his bottom lines!
Uncle Guan observed that she still didn’t understand, "Miss, the old Master’s health isn’t good. He will pass away one day, and after that, you’ll have to rely on yourself. Take this opportunity seriously."
Huo Jinyun looked at Uncle Guan and suddenly understood.
Now, she couldn’t say a word!
Hopefully, her mother would get better. Then there might be room for negotiation regarding Jizhou’s matter.
Thinking about how Anan had agreed but failed to fulfill his promise, her heart filled with sorrow.
Huo Jinnan, what right did he have? If it weren’t for the heart transplant her father provided to his mother back then, where would Huo Jinnan be?
Just because of this, they had always owed her!
As she thought about this, her heart beca filled with indignation, and her eyes turned red again.
Upon leaving the Huo Mansion, she still couldn’t help but call Huo Jinnan, "Anan, is mother better?"
"Get lost. You think you have the right to call her mother?"
Huo Jinnan, rarely vulgar, sat on the couch surrounded by a cold aura.
Huo Jinyun stopped in her tracks, closed her eyes, swallowed hard, and struggled to control her impulse, gritting her teeth, "Anan, thirty-five years ago, my father’s heart was transplanted into mother, and thirty-five years later, I found a matching heart for mother. Is this how you talk to ?"
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