Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Huo Yao was well aware that the old lady pulled this trick each time she wanted to hide her emotions.
Huo Yao leisurely tugged on the partially dried hair hanging over her shoulder and played with it.
She said in a casual manner, “You’re getting pretty good, aren’t you? You even dare to run back home on your own without telling me.”
The old lady was startled when she heard Huo Yao and replied sheepishly. “I didn’t come back alone. Little Mr. Min got someone to send me home.”
Huo Yao sneered and said, “How long have you known him for? If he was a con man, what would happen to you?”
The old lady felt guilty but suppressed the sour feeling in her mouth as she replied softly. “I know Min Yu is a good guy.”
“Don’t ever write a letter and run off again. Just tell me where you want to go. It’s not like I’d stop you, alright?”
Huo Yao narrowed her eyes a little and said in an unusually solemn voice, “With me around, no one can force you to live where you don’t like.”
Huo Yao knew that He Xiaoman had wanted her grandmother to move to the city, but she refused her again and again. Her grandmother would never have compromised if Huo Yao did not move back to the Huo family.
The old lady had to live in the city unhappily because of Huo Yao’s selfishness.
Huo Yao wanted to take care of this old lady because of her close proximity with the host.
The old lady choked with emotions and agreed. “If Xiaoman puts you in a spot again, don’t worry about me. Do whatever you want. Don’t suffer in silence.”
Huo Yao said calmly, “That’s why I keep saying that you have a heart problem. It is because you overthink.”
The old lady was worried that she might feel even worse if they went on chatting, so she muttered softly. “Okay okay. It’s getting late. I want to sleep.”
Then she hung up without waiting for Huo Yao to say goodnight.
Huo Yao shook her head and laughed when she heard the beep on the phone. She put it down and continued blow-drying her hair.
Before long, someone knocked at her door.
Huo Yao straightened her hair before opening it.
“Brother Tingrui?”
Huo Tingrui stood there with his hands behind him. He looked even more refined without his rimless glasses.
He pursed his lips into a smile and said, “You probably haven’t had dinner, right?”
Huo Yao was rather surprised and said yes.
Huo Tingrui turned sideways and raised his chin to glance at the stairs and said, “Come, I’ll cook something for you.”
He paused for two seconds and added. “Brother Yanxi is gone, so don’t worry about things being awkward.”
Huo Yao agreed right away. “Then thanks, Brother Tingrui.”
Very quickly, the two of them went downstairs. It was almost 10:00 pm, so Song Ning and Huo Jinyan had already gone back to their room.
Huo Tingrui rolled up his sleeves and opened the fridge to check the contents. Other than some eggs and a tomato, there were no other ingredients. He touched the tip of his nose and looked at Huo Yao.
He said, “We’re out of ingredients. Will stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs noodles do?”
“It’s fine. I’m not picky.”
“Okay,” replied Huo Tingrui as he nodded.
Then he retrieved the eggs and tomatoes from the fridge and continued. “Go sit in the living room. I’ll be done in a jiffy.”
Although Huo Yao nodded, she did not leave. She leaned lazily against the wall with her arms crossed and watched the man cook in a methodical manner.