"She treated as a friend and told everything when I turned 16."
This included how her dad and her current stepmother were caught flirting inappropriately, and how her mother, being a proud woman, couldn’t endure her husband’s betrayal and eventually chose to divorce.
She knew all these things.
No matter what, the grievances of the previous generation are their business; her mother also told her that regardless of whether her father betrayed the family in marriage, his love for her was genuine.
As a wife, her mother couldn’t forgive her husband’s betrayal, and as a mother, she couldn’t trust leaving her young daughter with her divorced ex-husband, so she fought to keep her custody, even at the expense of disgracing the Huo Family, and eventually took her far overseas, never setting foot in her holand for half her life.
But her mother never taught her to resent anyone. That woman, tossed around in life, calmly told her in the end that her biological father failed the family but still loved her.
Huo Xiahe took a deep breath, her dark eyes like grapes, clear and bright, "Actually, I figured it out a long ti ago. When they divorced, I was too young to be without mories. I rember my dad taking to the amusent park, buying candy, letting ride on his shoulders to watch fireworks... It’s just that everyone has their own life. No matter how much he loves , it’s impossible for him not to remarry for the rest of his life because of . He has a new family and is living happily. I’m genuinely happy for him. As for myself... well... I definitely won’t live at his house. I’m not used to living with unfamiliar people. It’s not that I don’t trust Mrs. Zeng. If I were in their shoes, and a child from my husband’s previous marriage suddenly moved in, I would feel uncomfortable too."
"Most importantly, I don’t lack a place to live or money; my maternal grandparents have money anyway."
Cui Jiangjing watched her expression, finding no trace of deceit, and slowly felt relieved.
Huo Xiahe indeed didn’t need to compete with her half-brother for her biological father’s inheritance; after all, in the beginning, her father’s marriage was considered him marrying up into the Huo Family.
The Huo Family had generations of diplomats, and in this generation, her mother was the only child, Huo Jing, who was considered a beloved daughter in the compound.
Originally, Huo Jing would have married soone of equal standing, but who knew she fell for the young and talented Diplomat Qin during university. The Qin Family was also a prominent family in the Capital City, but far inferior compared to the Huo Family.
He rembered attending Huo Jing and Qin Qinnan’s wedding when he was young. The Huo Family spared no expense for their only daughter, arranging a grand wedding; calling it a wedding worthy of a princess would be no exaggeration. Unfortunately, this golden couple’s life eventually turned into a ss, parting with discontent.
But no matter what, with Huo Jing not returning, everything of the Huo Family’s still belonged to Huo Xiahe.
With the support of the Huo Family, Huo Xiahe could return to the Capital City and live confidently, joyfully, and with ease.
Gu Linxi had vaguely heard about the Huo Family’s affairs but wasn’t interested in others’ matters, quietly eating her food.
Listening to their sporadic conversation, her gaze drifted to the window outside.
Outside, a black Bentley had stopped, and after the driver got out, he quickly circled to the back to open the door, carefully shielding the head of the man sitting inside.
Accompanying the distinguished middle-aged man were several n and won in suits, chatting and laughing as they walked inside.
Huh...
Isn’t that... Cui Jiangjing’s father?
She turned her head to look at the little girl opposite, and as soon as Huo Xiahe made eye contact with her, it was as if she’d been electrocuted, imdiately turning away with lingering guilt on her face.
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