The group conversed while eating, setting plans in place and listing the supplies needed for what lay ahead.
With Chen Cuihua’s involvent, Jiang Nan Fei’s trip to Kannaya was now smoother.
It wasn’t until after three in the afternoon that the four of them left the hotel. After splitting up, Chen Cuihua returned ho to sit idly on the sofa. In the evening, when Gongxi Heng arrived ho, he saw his wife looking absent-minded.
"What’s the matter?" Gongxi Heng put down his briefcase and sat next to Chen Cuihua, "Did things not go well with Jiang Nan Fei?"
Without waiting for his wife to reply, he stated: "I’ve said it before—you can’t judge Jiang Nan Fei by her age; she’s incredibly determined. Once she has made up her mind, there’s no changing it. You might as well give up on that. All we can do now is help her so she can get by more smoothly abroad."
Gongxi Heng was a person of calm and wisdom, known for his accurate judgnts of people.
Chen Cuihua leaned into his arms and shook her head, "I know what you said, and I’ve already discussed it with Nan Fei. That’s not what I’m contemplating."
"So what is on your mind?"
Furrowing her brows, Chen Cuihua carefully spoke, "I’ve noticed there might be problems in Nan Fei’s relationship with Huo Beijiang."
Hearing this, Gongxi Heng’s eyes lit up with surprise, "Really? Are you sure?"
"Not entirely certain because Nan Fei didn’t ntion it. You know well enough she’s deeper than most, and it’s hard for anyone to read her. It’s just that, when she ntioned Huo Beijiang, the look in her eyes was off, lacking the sweetness of love from before."
Chen Cuihua’s reflection on the day’s dinner scene deepened her suspicions, "I’m sure there’s trouble with their relationship. It’s not surprising, after all, they’re both young, and Huo Beijiang and Nan Fei are often apart. It’s bound to cause issues over ti. Maybe, Huo Beijiang has soone else now, and Nan Fei has found out."
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she beca, slapping her thigh vigorously, "That jerk, daring to find soone on the side."
Gongxi Heng, struck by her slapping, complained in pain, "If you must slap soone, slap yourself, why ?"
Chen Cuihua threw him a look that said, it’s an honor to be slapped by .
"We can’t let this go, if Huo Beijiang dares to have an affair, I’ll report him at his workplace and even get a lawyer to sue him for divorce."
"Wait a minute! Huo Beijiang isn’t soone we can just report," Gongxi Heng quickly pulled his wife back into his arms before continuing steadily: "This might not be a bad thing, issues between Huo Beijiang and Jiang Nan Fei could be an opportunity for our son."
As he spoke, he pushed up his gold-rimd glasses and his eyes glead with intelligence. He thought to himself, ’My son, see how good your dad is to you? To win you happiness, to help you co back ho sooner, I’m willing to stoop to ddling in soone’s marriage.’
However, Huo Beijiang could hardly bla him—if he hadn’t been unjust to his wife, one could hardly stop others from pursuing their happiness anew.
Overall, Gongxi Heng felt not a twinge of guilt as he stood up to imdiately call his son.
Chen Cuihua was stunned, as if she was seeing her husband for the first ti. After Gongxi Heng finished the call and returned, she finally responded, "You... you can’t be serious, right? Nan Fei is my sister, that makes her Aunt Yun Qi. If those two get together, it would complicate the family hierarchy."
Gongxi Heng had a deadpan expression, having never encountered anyone who would sabotage their own son like that. If he hadn’t been standing outside the delivery room, he would have doubted whether Yun Qi was truly Huahua’s child.
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