Chapter 938: Chapter 918 Farewell
Under the unyielding allure of the young woman, he eventually opened his mouth.
She watched him frown as he chewed on the shrimp ball, wanting to laugh, but her smile slightly froze.
For a fleeting moment, she felt as if she had spent a lifetime with this man.
A lifetime?
A hint of a slightly bitter smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
What was she thinking?
Now, in the eyes of outsiders, she was just a woman living back in her ex-husband’s home without any status.
Where would a lifetime come from?
The daze and loss on her face were evident to him, even through the steamy hotpot mist.
"What’s wrong?"
Jiayi pulled herself together, forcing a smile: "Nothing."
Nothing? Clearly, she wanted to remarry him.
He slightly squinted his deep eyes but didn’t voice her thoughts.
...
They finally finished their meal, and just as Huo Zhenyang was about to call for the bill, Jiayi spoke first: "Waiter, could you pack all the dishes I ordered again? Oh, and I need a hotpot base too."
"Okay." The waiter swiftly packed the takeaway Jiayi requested and brought it over.
He looked at the heap on the table, frowning: "You had four plates of beef, two plates of shrimp balls, five plates of lettuce, and three plates of duck intestines. It wasn’t enough, and you want to take all these back?"
The thought of a house filled with the smell of hotpot was unbearable.
The fact that he could sit in such a place with her was already pushing his limits today.
"... I ate so much?" Without him mentioning, she hadn’t realized how much she’d eaten.
"Otherwise, who cleared all these empty plates?" He squinted his deep eyes: "You’ve really developed quite an appetite lately."
She felt her full, swollen belly but stubbornly kept her eyes on the packed hotpot base and ingredients.
He noticed her cat-like craving expression and finally conceded: "Alright, just this once. No next time."
She cheered and quickly gathered up the packed hotpot base and food.
.........
A few days later, Huo Tianpei had his assistant arrange a flight back to G City, not even bothering to wait for the final court judgment on Su Yan.
Returning to the ancestral home in G City so quickly was partly to avoid the media’s spotlight in Yunling.
And for the old man, this place was full of sorrowful memories.
Little Doubao would also follow his grandfather back to G City, and when he became an adult, they’d see if he intended to join the Huo Group.
For the grandfather and grandson, going back to G City for mutual healing and comfort would not be lonely.
...
The day before leaving, Huo Zhenyang came to visit the old man. Jiayi had promised to bring Zaizai along to see the old man, so she went with him.
In the hotel.
Huo Tianpei, sitting in a wheelchair, had regained some spirit after a few days of rest. He teased Zaizai gently, saying: "Alright, go with your mommy to see your cousin. Once Little Doubao goes back to G City with me, you won’t be able to meet as often."
With the old man’s permission, Jiayi took Zaizai’s hand and went to Little Doubao’s room next door.
Watching Jiayi and Zaizai leave, Huo Zhenyang turned his gaze to Huo Tianpei in the wheelchair.
Huo Tianpei already knew he had something to say and could guess what it might be. He sighed and said, "Say what’s on your mind."
"The real culprit in the LO case has been found, and Jiayi’s suspect status has been cleared. I believe Dad won’t have any objections to my remarrying her now."
His eyes, as deep and dark as the cosmos, fixed on Huo Tianpei in the wheelchair.
Huo Tianpei smiled and counter-questioned: "If I said no, would you listen?"
He responded bluntly and decisively: "No."
He asked out of respect because he was his father.
"That’s fine. After all that has happened, if I still can’t get over it, wouldn’t my life have been in vain at such an old age? Since I personally sent Su Yan to the police station, accepting that the Huo Family’s wife is a murderer, how could I mind Jiayi having been in detention? From now on, I won’t interfere in your matters; I just want to return to G City to enjoy my old age and teach Little Doubao well, at least so he won’t turn out like his father."
Huo Zhenyang’s eyes sparkled for a moment: "Jiayi and I will bring several grandchildren to visit Dad often."
Several grandchildren?
Huo Tianpei was taken aback and then smiled. This son was as arrogant as ever and couldn’t help but ask: "Have you already proposed to Jiayi again?"
"Not yet." A meaningful line appeared on the corner of his lips.
"It seems you want to give her a surprise?" Huo Tianpei saw through his son’s thoughts.
He remained silent, though stars seemed to shine in his deep eyes.
...
Next door.
"Dou Shabao cousin, Mommy and I will visit you and grandpa in G City whenever we’re free. When you’re a little older, you can come over anytime too. It’s just over an hour’s flight from Yunling to G City; it’s really not far." Zaizai, with his chubby little cheeks, consoled him.
Since Jiayi had brought Zaizai in to say goodbye, Little Doubao’s face hadn’t shown the slightest smile.
Jiayi knew he was reluctant to part with her and Zaizai.
This Little Baozi, in his short six-year life, had already experienced too many separations.
This time, meeting people who truly cared for him, they hadn’t been together long before having to part again, of course he would feel lost.
Zaizai acted cute for a long time and then took out Little Doubao’s favorite chocolate: "Dou Shabao cousin, this is for you to eat on the way."
"Do you want your cousin to turn into a little pig like you, with all these sweets?" Jiayi pinched Zaizai’s cheek.
"Then I’ll help cousin Dou Shabao eat some." Zaizai was already craving, so he tore open the chocolate and started licking it, before stuffing a piece into Jiayi’s mouth.
Seeing the two playing around, Little Doubao’s expression relaxed a bit, finally showing a faint smile and grabbing some chocolate to eat as well.
After a while, he silently got up and handed a drawing he finished last night to Zaizai.
On the drawing was a woman holding the hands of two children.
This time, the drawing wasn’t as dark as before; there were white clouds, blue skies, grass, and water.
Jiayi realized the woman in the picture was herself, and the two children were Zaizai and Little Doubao.
"Brother gave me chocolate. I also have a gift for you and brother."
Little Doubao spoke each word carefully, as if afraid Jiayi wouldn’t like it.
Jiayi took it and ruffled Little Doubao’s hair.
In life, there are meetings, and there are partings.
Parting is for the next meeting.
If there were no separations, there would be no joy in reunions.
Little Doubao might not fully understand these words, but when he grows up, he will.
...
In the evening, Huo Zhenyang sent an assistant to call for them, and Jiayi got up, holding Zaizai’s hand, to say their goodbyes to Little Doubao.
Walking into the elevator, Huo Zhenyang glanced at the big and small pair and couldn’t help but slightly lift the corner of his mouth.
They both still had chocolate smudged around their mouths.
Zaizai, knowing that Huo Zhenyang was strict and didn’t like him eating random snacks, pouted his little lips, blamingly pushing the responsibility: "Mommy ate more than I did."
