Huo Jinnan scanned Qin Huan, "Clarify."
Huo Qichang originally thought Anan didn’t want to ntion it, but hearing "clarify," he paused, "Seven years ago, you knew Huanhuan, right?"
Huo Jinnan, "No, I didn’t."
Huo Qichang sat there, sowhat unable to react, "You’ve never taken a photo for Huanhuan?"
Huo Jinnan’s voice was very low, "No."
Huo Qichang lit a cigarette, suddenly feeling that sothing was strange, "But just now, Commissioner Zhang said he saw a black and white photo of Huanhuan in Jizhou’s dormitory before. It was taken by you, and he even mistook it for Shaoling."
Huo Jinnan’s brows knitted, "How far back are we talking?"
Huo Qichang spoke slowly, "He said it was seven years ago, can’t rember the exact ti. Back then, he even joked with Jizhou, saying ’Young man, are you trying to compete with your uncle for a wife?’ Jizhou said it wasn’t Shaoling."
Seven years ago?
Huo Jinnan suddenly looked towards Qin Huan and pulled her tightly into his arms, "Have we t before?"
Qin Huan paused, not knowing why he suddenly asked this and she shook her head, "I don’t think so?"
Huo Jinnan sat there, suddenly thought of sothing, and realizing, he whispered, "I understand, let’s hang up first."
After hanging up the phone, he turned towards Qin Huan, "Lean on and take a nap; call if you’re uncomfortable."
Qin Huan responded.
Huo Jinnan looked at Huo Bei in the driver’s seat, "Check the period eight years ago when I went on a mission to Donggang, especially the days when I was injured."
Huo Bei looked at Huo Jinnan in the rearview mirror; the sir didn’t ntion his blindness—probably to avoid worrying the madam?
Huo Bei wondered what the sir was up to, asking him to check this.
Huo Jinnan did not say anything more, sitting there, quietly pondering the phone call from Huo Qichang. He turned to look back at Qin Huan.
Was she the girl from back then?
No wonder!
No wonder the captain treated her differently—it turned out to be like this.
Thinking of Gu Jizhou, always sneaky upon eting him, it turned out to be because of this.
...
Back at Nanyuan Villa, Huo Jinnan went straight to the study, closed the door, and opened the album he had taken from Gu Jizhou’s room.
He hadn’t flipped through many pages before he saw a few black and white photos.
His gaze fell on the photos, looking at the still green girl from eight years ago. His fingertips touched the picture, gently caressing her tender cheeks.
It turns out that fate had already been decided a long ti ago!
It was predetermined, today’s entangling.
Indeed, they were photos he had taken, but he had been blind at the ti—taking them blindly, developing them blindly, so they weren’t quite perfect.
However—
The girl in the photos was still perfectly innocent.
And thinking again of Gu Jizhou, his eyes turned cold, and a chill spread through his body.
He sat for a while, then made a phone call to Huo Bei, "Co to my study."
After hanging up, he went through the album again. All the photos were of Qin Huan, not a single one together with Gu Jizhou, all seemingly taken covertly by Jizhou.
He took the photos out one by one, and upon seeing Huo Bei enter, handed him the empty album, "Go see Gu Jizhou for , give this to him, and tell him I’ve taken what’s mine."
Huo Bei was a bit confused, "All right, sir."
"Go."
Huo Jinnan stood up, returned to the bedroom, and saw Qin Huan sitting there reading a book, walked over, picked her up, and held her in his arms.
Qin Huan, seeing his emotional state, was a bit puzzled; how co a trip to the study ca back like this...
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