Chapter 322: 324 (3)_1
When she thought about her various interactions with Gu Jizhou, getting a quiet marriage license didn’t seem like a bad idea, but should she discuss it with her uncle, her mother?
Her mother would definitely disagree, and it was hard to say about her uncle.
For a moment, she sat there, hesitating with furrowed brows.
Should she first test the waters with her uncle? Then subtly probe his thoughts to gauge her mother’s attitude?
Thinking this, she left the guest room and walked to the door of Bi Fu and Wen Hua, wanting to raise her hand to knock, but she retracted her hand and headed back to her room dejectedly, lying down on the bed, burying her face deep into the pillow with both hands hugging the quilt, biting her lip, her mind filled with thoughts of him, that daughter she hadn’t seen for years, and the little one!
It hadn’t been long since her divorce—was she going to get married again?
With so many worries and concerns flooding her mind, could she and he really get married without a hitch?
————Yunqi Academy————
Huo Jinnan called Wen Hua and the two met near the hospital.
Wen Hua stood in the dim light, his face expressionless, looking at Huo Jinnan, "What do you want to meet me for?"
Huo Jinnan handed over a cigarette, lit it for him, and then lit one for himself, took a drag, and said in a low magnetic voice, "Regarding the past, I don’t know too much, but I still want to say sorry on their behalf."
Wen Hua remained silent, standing there as his face gradually grew colder, his fingers holding the cigarette tightened, slightly deforming it.
What good was a sorry? Could it bring his parents back from their graves? Could it give back Xiaoru’s decades of youth?
Moreover, Huo Jinnan wasn’t the one who should be apologizing!
Maybe if the old master of the Huo Family had said it himself, he might have felt a bit better hearing it.
Remembering that Huo Jinnan was Zhong Qin’s son and these matters, after all, didn’t have much to do with him, he clenched his fists inch by inch, then released them.
Huo Jinnan stood there a while, "I’ve talked with Che Huan’s family already; they shouldn’t make things difficult for Miss Wen anymore."
Wen Hua turned to look at Huo Jinnan, "Why would you do that?"
"I want to marry Che Huan," Huo Jinnan flicked the ash from his cigarette and looked at Wen Hua, his eyes resolute.
"Marry?" Wen Hua sneered, looking at Huo Jinnan, then paused, and the atmosphere around them instantly filled with low pressure.
In the night, only the flickering of the two men’s cigarettes could be seen, casting a reddish-orange glow.
After a long silence, Wen Hua looked at Huo Jinnan, staring at him for a long time, "Are you sure?"
Huo Jinnan’s eyes were dark and deep, "I’m sure."
Wen Hua couldn’t read his expression, but remembering the kidnapping, believed he truly liked Che Huan. His expression softened a bit, though his tone remained cold, "Aren’t you afraid of harboring ulterior motives?"
Huo Jinnan didn’t speak for a long time.
Wen Hua waited for his reply, watching the sparks flickering in the night, his eyes gradually reflecting a deep chestnut color.
After a while, Huo Jinnan glanced at the night outside, "Whatever I do is within my capabilities."
Wen Hua laughed with a snort, "Even if I don’t oppose it, and Xiaoru doesn’t oppose it, do you think this marriage can happen?"
"Whether it can happen or not, it must happen," Huo Jinnan said with a light smile, looking at Wen Hua, a sharp edge revealed in his eyes.
Wen Hua watched, perhaps this was the charm of Huo Jinnan. He had to admit, such a man had a convincing power! If it weren’t for the Huo Family, he would indeed admire such a type.
Huo Jinnan smoked half of the cigarette, "I would like to meet Miss Wen."
