Interesting that the new mayor responded with just one sentence, "See you on Monday."
On Monday, the city governnt held a eting to discuss the case of Gu Jizhou. The new mayor, as usual, did not attend.
Gu Jizhou’s case had wide implications, involving several of the Gu Group’s residential and comrcial property projects. Under pressure, it was changed to a public trial.
On Monday, the city governnt held a special press conference and announced this matter.
The old master watched the entire press conference broadcast live in Hong Kong from start to finish, his face gradually turning ashen as he gripped his walking cane.
Uncle Guan stood by, whispering, "Old Master, we still can’t find anything. But it’s almost ti for the press conference."
The old master nodded, feeling an inexplicable growing restlessness in his heart!
Uncle Guan watched on as the old master’s mood had been quite poor recently. Now that only the young miss and the cousin needed him, the old master clung to this last straw like he was trapped in a dead-end.
————Yunqi Academy————
On Wednesday, before the court hearing had even started, the old master’s car arrived.
He sat in the car, looking at Uncle Guan and asked in a lowered voice, "Will that new mayor attend today’s hearing as an observer?"
Uncle Guan looked at the old master, "No definite news; I haven’t heard anything about him coming."
In fact, it was impossible to get any information from the mayor’s side at all, whether he would co or not, nobody knew.
The old master sat there, gripping his walking cane, and remained silent for a long ti.
Uncle Guan also remained silent, quietly accompanying him.
Soon, they saw journalists swarming in.
He looked at the old master’s face; it was becoming increasingly ugly. Today, it would probably be difficult for the old master to attend the hearing. It would be troubleso if he got cornered by reporters asking questions.
After all, it was the cousin’s issue – the second young master probably wouldn’t co, and it was even less likely he would bring Miss Qin of the Qin Family.
But soon, they saw the Qin family’s car, with the Qin family’s patriarch, matriarch, Qin Moting, and Wen Ru.
Seeing them, he turned to glance at the old master’s complexion; the old master sat there with his eyes closed, one hand on his walking cane and the other rubbing his temple.
After so ti, he said solemnly, "Let’s go back."
anwhile, Huo Jinnan and Qin Huan sat on a swing, basking in the sunlight.
Qin Huan held a pile of black and white photos, looking at them attentively, and asked as she did so, "Weren’t you blind at that ti? How could you still capture in the photos?"
Huo Jinnan stood by, facing Qin Huan, looking down at her with lowered eyes, "By intuition."
"Intuition? That’s pretty good intuition!"
Qin Huan looked up, giving Huo Jinnan a sweet smile.
Huo Jinnan raised his hand and tucked the hair at her temple behind her ear, "Ever heard of nearsighted people playing basketball? Even if they can’t see the hoop, they can still score."
Qin Huan shook her head; she didn’t play basketball and really couldn’t grasp that feeling.
While looking at the photos, she sorted through her scattered mories.
Huo Jinnan raised his hand and looked at his watch – the ti for the court hearing was approaching fast.
Qin Huan looked down at her shadow, watching the movents within, guessing sothing, and pretended not to know.
Looking at the photos, she thought of the past little by little, suddenly feeling an extra sweetness.
Huo Jinnan lowered his hand, glanced sideways, and saw the black Huiteng, his eyes growing a bit colder, "Let’s go back."
Qin Huan lifted her gaze and noticed his changed expression. Following his line of sight, she saw the unexpected visitor, gathered the photos, stood up, and naturally looped her arm through his.
The two of them passed by the Huiteng and went into the yard.
Just as Huo Jinnan was about to close the door, he heard the sound of a car horn.
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