Chapter 541: 543 Red Lip Print (2)_1
Upon entering the sanctuary, the voice of the Priest reading scripture, accompanied by the grand organ, sounded ethereal and elusive, as if it were coming from the heavens.
Che Huan followed Huo Jinnan’s steps, looking at the rows of white candles decorated with broken flowers on both sides, walking through the aisle in the middle of the benches, step by step, toward the ceremony stage that had been prepared up front.
Soon, the Priest smiled at Huo Jinnan and quickly left, leaving only her and him in the entire church.
Huo Jinnan looked at Che Huan, "From this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love her, to be loyal to her, and to cherish her for all the days of our lives, God as my witness, I swear this here."
She found herself involuntarily repeating the vows after him.
...
That evening, back at Nanyuan Villa, Huo Jinnan entered the darkroom again.
Che Huan looked at him, "Who took this photo?"
"Mr. Huo." Huo Jinnan replied while looking down, adjusting the developer solution.
Che Huan stared at him seriously, not expecting that he had truly given her a wedding ceremony just for the two of them! It was an entirely different experience, touching the depths of her soul.
However, she was even more surprised by the self-assured manner in which he said "Mr. Huo"!
She looked at Huo Jinnan, "You... how did you..."
"I had set up the camera in advance, adjusted the angle and lighting, and it captured automatically."
His deep and pleasant male voice, because of the serious work, had an indescribable charm.
Che Huan bit her lip, "Huo Jinnan, you said today you loved me."
"Love her."
"Who is she?"
"The character for ’she’ has the female radical next to a ’ye’."
...
After developing the photos, Huo Bei had been waiting in the living room for quite a while.
Seeing Huo Jinnan, he approached and whispered a few words in his ear.
Huo Jinnan stood there, silent, lighting a cigarette.
"Sir, what about now—"
Huo Bei looked at Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan took a drag of his cigarette, "Leave it be."
Huo Bei responded with a sound, glancing at Che Huan.
Che Huan thought they had matters to discuss, feeling it was not quite convenient for her, so she went straight to the second floor.
Hearing the footsteps, Huo Jinnan’s eyes swept over Huo Bei with a cool gaze.
"..."
Huo Bei remained silent and lowered his head. In fact, his glance just now didn’t carry any other meaning; it was merely because it involved Miss Che. Knowing that she had learned about the matter and seemed to be in a good mood was unexpected, so he couldn’t help but take another look.
"Go handle your business," said Huo Jinnan in a low voice, turning to head upstairs.
"..."
Huo Bei looked at Huo Jinnan’s retreating figure with some concern. Was the master really not afraid that Fang Tong, after becoming the Qin Family’s young mistress, would team up with the old man and the young mistress? Even if they couldn’t cause much of an uproar, they would surely stir up some trouble, creating unnecessary hassles.
As Huo Jinnan reached the corner of the staircase, he thought of the old man’s phone call from last night, "What was the old man’s call about last night?"
Huo Bei looked up at Huo Jinnan, thinking that the master knew about it that day, but it turned out he wasn’t aware. Huo Bei recounted the whole story in a soft voice, "The young mistress is still in the hospital, with no sign of improvement in her condition."
Huo Jinnan’s voice was cool, "A heart disease, she has always been like this to others, how can she stand it when others do this to her? She will probably be sick for a while; you can have some quiet time."
"President Qin gave the lady 10% of the shares, do you want them?"
"Why would I not want them?"
Huo Jinnan retorted, disappearing at the top of the stairs, "Send up the share transfer agreement later."
