Chapter 447: Conversation (4)_1
She had just finished asking when suddenly there was silence on the other end of the line.
For a long time, no sound could be heard, and just when Che Huan thought the call had been disconnected, Wen Hua’s voice, heavy with emotion, asked, "Huanhuan, have you seen him?"
Che Huan hummed a response, not saying anything unnecessary, and waited quietly for her uncle’s answer.
After another long silence, Wen Hua asked in a low voice, "What did he say to you?"
With some speculation, she dared not jump to conclusions, "He didn’t say much."
"Huanhuan, go to sleep early, good night."
After Wen Hua finished speaking, he hung up directly.
Che Huan sat there, staring blankly at her phone, her uncle’s attitude couldn’t have been clearer.
Could she be their illegitimate daughter?
She hated those three words, which almost haunted her youth like a nightmare!
If it really was the case, she would rather she didn’t have a father, she’d rather know nothing at all.
After Huo Jinnan came out of the bathroom, he saw Che Huan sitting there, clutching her phone, lost in thought; his eyes darkened a shade.
It wasn’t until he approached that Che Huan realized, looking up at Huo Jinnan, "Are you done?"
Huo Jinnan responded, picking up Che Huan’s phone and glancing at the call log, tapped to see the call lasted 03:44.
He tapped to go back, saw her screen wallpaper, frowned slightly, and looked up at Che Huan, his long fingers pinching her jaw, "Is it this photo you talked about?"
"..."
Che Huan’s eyes fell on the phone screen in his palm, feeling her ears heat up.
Huo Jinnan looked down at the phone screen again, "The shot isn’t that great."
"..."
Che Huan, looking at the man’s arrogant demeanor, ground her teeth!
Huo Jinnan said nothing, tossed Che Huan’s phone onto the bed, changed into his loungewear, and left the bedroom.
Che Huan looked towards the door, not knowing what he was up to without saying a word.
About half an hour later, Huo Jinnan entered, holding a stack of photos which he threw onto the bed.
Che Huan glanced at them; they were pictures from their time in Li City!
In every photo of her in the stack, he had captured her beautifully, like retouched pieces of art, but with an indescribable sense of ethereal beauty.
Thinking of Jian Jun calling him Master, could it be that Jian Jun learned his photography from him?
Seeing the question in her eyes, Huo Jinnan said softly, "Jian Jun studied under me for five years."
So it really was true!
Che Huan picked up the photos to look closely; she didn’t understand these things, only that they looked simply beautiful, especially the lighting.
Huo Jinnan sat aside, still holding a photo, picked up Che Huan’s phone, opened the camera, took a picture, and set it as Che Huan’s phone wallpaper and screen saver, "Use this one from now on."
"..."
Che Huan took her phone and glanced at it, not knowing when he had taken this photo of himself in a clean military uniform, especially easy on the eyes!
Compared to now, he was definitely fresh-faced back then, just looking at him made one want to reach out with grabby hands!
But as eye-catching as he was, this level of vanity was certainly something else!
Huo Jinnan lay down on the bed, arms folded behind his head, leisurely watching Che Huan, "Come out after you’re done washing."
"..."
Che Huan stared at Huo Jinnan unblinkingly, as if trying to discern if he was serious.
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