"What was on your mind? You were thinking so hard that you were frowning," asked Huo Jinyan.
"Nothing really." Huo Yanxi pursed his lips and smiled. He raised his head and looked out at the parking lot and asked. "Oh yes. Is Mom ho?"
"She's watching the telly."
"I see," acknowledged Huo Yanxi. He placed his hands in his pockets and contemplated before he asked. "Dad, do you know about Mom's biological family?"
Huo Jinyan was caught by surprise. "Why are you asking about this out of the blue?"
Huo Yanxi knew that his father must know about the Song family. He took out Song Zhi's na card. "Soone from the Song family visited at the office this morning."
Huo Jinyan glanced at the na card. He narrowed his eyes when he saw Song Zhi's na embossed in gold appearing on it. "Why did he want to see you?"
"He said Old Master Song is terminally ill and wanted Mom to visit him before he died." After quickly explaining the situation, Huo Yanxi asked his father. "Why did Mom run away from the Song family?"
Huo Jinyan took the na card and said coldly, "Other than your mother, everyone else in that family are creeps."
It was the first ti Huo Yanxi had ever seen such a cold and distant expression on his father's face. His father was usually an amicable man.
Huo Jinyan did not explain anything further in detail. He simply turned and entered the house.
Huo Yanxi paused before following behind his father to enter the villa.
When Huo Yanxi got to the living room, Song Ning could not help feeling surprised to see her eldest son ho at this hour. "Yanxi?"
Huo Yanxi glanced at Huo Jinyan. He had no idea how his father was going to handle this. He simply nodded and replied. "I finished work ahead of ti, so I ca back earlier."
"I see." Song Ning was initially unsuspecting. However, she looked at Huo Jinyan and noticed sothing amiss with his expression, so she called out his na.
Huo Jinyan looked at Song Ning with his hands behind him holding Song Zhi's na card.
After all these years, they rarely brought up the Song family, but the subject was unavoidable now.
Huo Jinyan sighed. He pointed at the room and said, "Ning, I have sothing to tell you."
Song Ning had an ominous feeling about it. The smile on her face disappeared and she stood up.
The two of them went back to their room.
**
anwhile, at the hotel around 8:00 pm.
Song Zhi sat on the couch in the suite with his arms folded across his chest. He was looking at the phone on the coffee table coldly.
Other than a few calls from the Song family checking upon him, he had not received any other calls all day.
Zhu checked his watch for the ti before he turned to look at Song Zhi. "I guess Miss Ning isn't coming."
Song Zhi closed his eyes and suppressed his anger.
"Why don't you give her a call?" asked Zhu. What if they ended up going ho empty-handed?
He did not understand why Song Zhi refused to call Song Ning. Perhaps it would be easier to convince Song Ning to visit the capital if he did.
"It's fine. If she doesn't co by 8:00 pm, we can leave." Song Zhi stood up.
After they got back to the hotel in the afternoon, he told Zhu to book flights for the capital. He had no intention of spending the night here.
"Okay then." Zhu nodded. He did not know what Song Zhi planned on doing, so he could only do as Song Zhi said.
Before long, it was 8:00 pm.
Song Zhi's phone did not ring and no one had knocked on the door till now.
Song Zhi told Zhu to carry the luggage out. It was impossible to tell how Song Zhi felt, but Zhu could sense goosebumps running down his back.
Song Zhi must be really mad with Song Ning.
Song Zhi's phone pinged in his pocket when he was in the hotel lobby, doing the check out proceedings.
He had received a text ssage.
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