Chapter 722: 725 Exchange_1
Qin Huan looked toward the door, staring blankly long after he had left.
She didn’t know how long she had been staring, with the words "for you" still echoing in her ears.
————Yunqi Academy————
Arriving at Huo Mansion, Huo Jinnan raised his hand to knock.
Uncle Guan answered the door and, seeing Huo Jinnan, said, "Second Young Master."
He stepped aside.
Huo Jinnan looked down briefly, switched to slippers, and asked, "Where is he?"
Uncle Guan replied, "The old master is in the study."
Huo Jinnan said nothing more and headed straight for the stairs.
Uncle Guan looked at Huo Jinnan’s retreating figure, reflecting on the events of that day, and then thought about the severance agreement he saw after accompanying the old master back from the hospital, and heaved a sigh.
...
Reaching the study and noticing the door ajar, Huo Jinnan knocked.
The old master lay in an armchair, his eyes closed, obviously exhausted to the extreme.
Hearing the knock, he said softly, "Uncle Guan..."
Huo Jinnan stood in the doorway, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said, "It’s Huo Jinnan."
"Come in!"
The old master opened his eyes and looked toward the door.
Huo Jinnan reached out, pushed the door all the way open, entered the study, looked at the old master, and placed the items in his hand on the table, "I’ll trade you these for the death row prisoner in your hands."
The old master sat upright, took the items from the table, examined them for a while, his fingers trembling. He looked up at Huo Jinnan, "You..."
Huo Jinnan stood there, his face expressionless and his voice devoid of any warmth, "Will you trade or not?"
The old master kept staring at Huo Jinnan’s face, a sense of unease slowly rising within him.
After a pause, Huo Jinnan spoke in a frosty tone, "There are some things that I originally planned to handle slowly, but since you’re in a rush, I can only speed up the process."
The old master glared at Huo Jinnan, threw the items back on the desk, "What are these?"
Huo Jinnan stood there, elegantly brushing off the ash from his cigarette, "What you see is what they are, there’s more, keep looking."
The old master flipped through the documents, growing more shocked and fearful, "Huo Jinnan, what the hell do you want to do?"
Huo Jinnan replied, "Whatever you can think of, that’s it."
"You... you! Get out of here right now," the old master stared at Huo Jinnan, coughing violently in his agitation.
"Yeah, Huo Jinnan, you’re really something!"
Huo Jinnan looked at the old master, his voice also carrying a force, "Mediocre at best. That’s not what you should be concerned about. What you should care about is the content."
"..." The old master’s face fluctuated from red to white, gasping for air in a state of panic. He turned his head away, then looked back at Huo Jinnan, struggling to restore his complexion to normal amidst the red and white, while his eyes darkened to a frosty gloom.
Huo Jinnan glanced at his watch, "Will you trade or not?"
The old master stared at Huo Jinnan, finally managed to say, "Trade!"
"Good."
For the first time, Huo Jinnan smiled at the old master.
The old master sat there, feeling a chill pervading his body.
Huo Jinnan smoked, his movements leisurely, "Where is the person?"
The old master picked up his phone and dialed the landline on the first floor, "Uncle Guan, come up here."
After hanging up, he looked up at Huo Jinnan, "Since you don’t want any relationship with me, don’t expect any favor from me in the future. As for your wife and children... you’d better protect them well!"
Huo Jinnan’s eyes darkly intense, he looked at the old master, "I also have something to say, Old Mr. Huo, take good care of your granddaughter and great-grandson."
