An Ge could only confess to him, "It’s Mr. Xiao. I don’t want another enemy, so I was apologizing to Mr. Xiao."
Young Master Huo, in a rare mont of compassion, let the matter go.
At that mont, the red light turned green.
Young Master Huo started the car engine. He seed to be in a good mood and initiated a conversation with An Ge, "My mother really likes the magnolia handkerchief you embroidered."
With this, An Ge guessed the reason why Young Master Huo’s mother wanted to see her.
She thought for a mont and said, "I heard that when your mother was young, she loved embroidery. Her wedding dress, when she married in style, was a gift from a close friend. She later embroidered a wedding dress for that friend but never had the chance to give it away..."
Huo Shaoyan glanced at her from the corner of his eye and said, "You seem to know quite a bit?"
An Ge admitted, "There are many people and much gossip at the Huo Mansion. I’ve heard a bit here and there."
Servants gossiping about their masters was a common occurrence in a wealthy family’s inner house, and Huo Shaoyan wasn’t surprised by it.
Returning to the main topic, he said, "My mother wants to know who taught you embroidery. When she asks you sothing, just answer truthfully without hiding anything."
"Understood."
Half an hour later, the car stopped at [Xiangshan Mansion, Jingcheng].
Xiangshan Mansion was a renowned place for the rich and powerful in Jingcheng, a peaceful oasis in the midst of chaos, where land was imnsely valuable, and having money didn’t guarantee a purchase.
Such a mansion naturally boasted an excellent environnt.
Following behind Huo Shaoyan closely, An Ge was contemplating how best to deal with Mrs. Huo, when the man who had been walking steadily suddenly halted his steps.
Caught off guard, An Ge stumbled into his chest as he turned around.
His chest was hard, making her nose sting with the impact.
Startled, she looked up into the man’s deep, unreadable gaze, but his voice was cold, "My mother is a simple-minded woman."
The implication was clear: you better not have any ulterior motives in trying to win over my mother.
An Ge understood his warning all too well.
She looked at him steadily for a few seconds before calmly saying, "Young Master Huo, what if I said, I’m also a simple-minded woman?"
As expected, her words provoked a scornful response from him.
He scoffed derisively, "Oh really? What kind of simple-minded woman manages to gain Madam Huo’s approval by getting pregnant before marriage, then suddenly transforms into the Huo Family’s god-granddaughter?"
His words left An Ge speechless.
The man before her was inherently suspicious, seeming not to trust anyone but himself.
An Ge pressed her lips together and said nothing more.
At the entrance of Xiangshan Mansion, while changing into indoor slippers, An Ge heard won’s voices conversing from the living room.
One voice was gentle and graceful, while the other, although also gentle, had a slightly stronger tone.
"Ah Xiu, are you sure you’ve made up your mind?"
Shen Hongxiu gave a soft hum and said, "I have. I know that divorce is not just a matter for myself, it affects the entire family. My family, naturally, strongly opposes it. They fear that without the support of the Huo Family, they will completely collapse. But I’ve spent half my life confused, burying a woman’s best years in a grand mansion for the sake of family prosperity, and I hate it."
Mrs. Huo was a very beautiful woman, with eyes that seed devoid of light; ti had left hardly any marks on her face.
Her voice was gentle and sincere, "Since you’ve made up your mind, both Ah Yan and I will support you. Even if the Shen Family no longer acknowledges you as a married daughter, you still have Ah Yan and . Ah Yan will take care of you in your old age. It’s just that Xiu Fang Pavilion represents half a life’s worth of hard work for you. It’s a pity to abandon it for a divorce and walk away with nothing."
Shen Hongxiu said, "It’s nothing to regret, just start over if need be."
After a pause, she added pointedly, "The trademark of Xiu Fang Pavilion belongs to Huo Zhendong. I’m planning to start my own brand from scratch. However, with the developnt of modern textile industries, it’s hard to recruit traditional embroidery artisans. What troubles is that it will be difficult to set up an original brand team."
Upon hearing this, An Ge, who had already put on her indoor slippers, followed Huo Shaoyan towards them.
Noticing their approach, Mrs. Huo, who had been blind for a long ti, looked towards their direction and said to Shen Hongxiu, "Is it Ah Yan coming?"
Shen Hongxiu gave a slight hum, "The young girl you wanted to et is here too."
Mrs. Huo nodded, patted the sofa beside her, and gestured for An Ge to co over, "Don’t be shy, co and sit."
An Ge hesitated, looking at Huo Shaoyan beside her.
Huo Shaoyan thought she was pretending to be modest and impatiently said, "Go sit, the sofa doesn’t bite."
"Ah Yan, you’re about to beco a father. You need to temper your attitude," Mrs. Huo advised, referring to An Baoying’s pregnancy with Huo Shaoyan’s child.
Huo Shaoyan was respectful toward his mother, and upon facing her scolding, he could only take it.
He gave a nod, cast a sidelong glance at An Ge, signaling her to sit imdiately.
Under the pressure of his gaze, An Ge sat down beside Mrs. Huo.
Although Mrs. Huo couldn’t see her, she liked the refreshing and clean aura that An Ge exuded.
Mrs. Huo, like Huo Shaoyan, had an affinity for purity.
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