Secretary Jiang throws out the divorce papers, and President Huo loses control with red eyes.

Chapter 223 Unwavering Confidence

At the Huo Group headquarters, He Xu was overwhelmed with both official business and Huo Sili's personal matters, and for the first time, he even considered resigning.

But of course, the idea was quickly extinguished as soon as it came to mind.

While dealing with the problem of Huo Sili's constantly harassed number, he thought to himself, "Oh well, he's a lifesaver and a mentor."

Such a great favor, what's wrong with risking my life for him?

It was He Xu's turn to sell it!

Meanwhile, upon learning of the situation on Huo Sili's side, Old Mrs. Huo beamed with joy.

"Hahahahaha..."

His hearty laughter also amused Sister Wu, who was standing next to him.

"Second Young Master is really something this time." Sister Wu dared not laugh at her master unless she really couldn't help it.

Of course, she didn't dare to laugh out loud. As soon as she started to laugh, she quickly raised her hand to cover herself and suppressed her laughter.

The snow stopped today, the sun came out, and the sunshine was lovely.

The group was accompanying the old lady to admire the flowers in the flower garden on the back hill of the Huo family's old manor.

"Why did you stop laughing?" The old lady was a little puzzled when Sister Wu stopped laughing.

He glanced at Sister Wu walking beside him, then looked away.

Then a hint of childishness flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything. There was no way around it; in a large family, there was a universally acknowledged rule: the master and servant must be distinct.

Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. If the Huo family wants to grow big, there are certain rules that cannot be broken.

Qiu Huilan changed the subject herself, picking up where Sister Wu had left off: "Your second young master is really funny this time. This whole thing makes me feel ten years younger!"

At this point, Mrs. Huo laughed twice more, as if someone had hit a funny bone.

Sister Wu stood there trying to suppress her laughter, her face turning red.

The old lady continued reminiscing about what she hadn't finished saying earlier—

"He's finally met someone who can and dares to deal with his arrogance after all these years! Looks like I can finally relax now, but..."

Qiu Huilan changed the subject, her brows furrowing as if she had thought of something, and her expression returned to seriousness.

"Who is this Mr. Song?" Qiu Huilan turned to Sister Wu and said, "Have someone investigate him thoroughly."

Sister Wu quickly nodded in agreement and began contacting people to make arrangements.

In December, the outdoor temperature in Kyoto was already quite low. The old lady walked and stopped frequently, and her health had become increasingly robust over the past three years thanks to her attention to various aspects of health care and exercise.

But walking like this wasn't going to work. There was an outdoor table and chairs ahead, and it was the very set that the old lady had designed for gatherings with her best friends when she was young.

Time flies. Two of my best friends from back then have passed away, and several others have settled abroad. Contact has decreased to the point of being completely lost. I wonder how they are doing now.

Having arrived here, I can't help but feel a bit sentimental, and my pace slows down.

Sister Wu instructed the servants, noticing that the old lady had slowed down, and said, "Grandma, shall we sit down and rest for a while? You can also have some water to replenish your fluids."

"Okay." After walking in the flower garden for almost half an hour, Qiu Huilan also decided to take a break.

Sister Wu carried the old lady's thermos cup, poured health tea for Qiu Huilan, and then held it for a while to let it cool until the temperature was suitable before gently placing it in front of the old lady.

Qiu Huilan had just taken a sip of tea when suddenly, a cell phone rang.

The cell phone was in Sister Wu's pocket; it belonged to the old lady.

The ringtone was a specially set ringtone. Qiu Huilan's eyes lit up almost instantly. She didn't even have time to put down her cup and moved it slightly away from her lips before she quickly looked at Sister Wu.

He hurriedly said, "Xiao Wu, answer it quickly, it's Qinqin calling!"

Sister Wu realized this as well, and quickly took her phone out of her pocket while the old lady was speaking.

Here, at the villa under Song Xinye's name.

Jiang Qin, who was sitting on the living room sofa with Tian Tian in her arms, looked at the phone dialing screen on her hand and felt a little uneasy.

She had originally planned to contact the old lady and visit her after returning and finishing her gathering with Su Lejia.

Unfortunately, the weather has been really bad these past two days, with heavy snow every day and it's too cold.

Although Tian Tian is very well-behaved, most children her age are very attached to their mothers.

Jiang Qin still remembers that when she was very young, probably two or three years old, she was abandoned at home by a couple who were not actually her parents. When she woke up alone, she was faced with a quiet and dark house.

That fear of not being able to respond no matter how loudly you call for your parents.

For adults, it might seem like a trivial matter.

But for a two- or three-year-old child, it is a huge source of fear.

This is also why she has been setting up her own studio and wanting to be her own boss – no matter how good the company's benefits are, there are always unexpected situations that may arise, requiring her to come to the company at some point.

It's too cold outside, and it's troublesome for children to go out; they're more likely to catch a cold or get sick.

The temperature abroad is warmer than here, and since Sweetie has just returned and is still adjusting, she naturally shouldn't go out in this kind of weather.

Therefore, Jiang Qin checked the weather forecast and postponed her visit to the old lady.

It was originally scheduled for tomorrow.

But when I woke up this morning, I saw that the temperature had actually risen ahead of schedule.

Jiang Qin was naturally happy to see the old lady soon, but she wasn't sure if the old lady was available, so she called to inquire.

In this weather, most elderly women don't like to go out. Even if some want to go out, they either stay at home taking care of their grandchildren or their great-granddaughters, or their sons and daughters-in-law hold them back from going out, saying that they are too old to go out in this weather and that something might happen.

In short, it's extremely difficult for Qiu Huilan to arrange a meeting with someone.

I tried to schedule a meeting with several people but couldn't get one, so I'm quite free right now.

"Qinqin, come on over, don't worry," the old lady said, clearly welcoming and happy that he was available. "That brat isn't at the old house, he's been busy these past few days, oh no, let's not talk about him, just come on over."

Meanwhile, at the villa, Jiang Qin was about to say yes, she would bring Tian Tian over.

The old lady didn't give Jiang Qin a chance to speak, and kept talking.

Overjoyed, she said, "Qinqin, do you want Grandma to send a car to pick you up? My sweet grandson is coming too!"

Sweetie, nestled in her arms, blinked curiously at the phone her mother held to her ear.

Jiang Qin looked down at her daughter, smiled gently, and kissed her daughter's forehead.

"Yes, Grandma, Sweetie is here too."

Inside the flowerbed, Qiu Huilan, who was already in a good mood, was now as happy as the flowers in the garden.

Absolutely gorgeous!

"Okay, okay, come on, everyone, Grandma is so happy! Alright, I'll have a car pick you and Tian Tian up."

Jiang Qin opened her mouth as if to say, "Don't say anything, I have a car that can take you there."

Qiu Huilan spoke faster than her: "That's all for now, bye-bye. Grandma will personally arrange for someone to go. See you later, bye-bye."

Jiang Qin smiled with a hint of helplessness, but she was also obedient, her voice sweet, "Okay, bye-bye Grandma, see you later."

The old lady was genuinely kind to her. Over the past three years, she had sent her many things, including many items that couldn't be bought abroad. The old lady would arrange for people to deliver the items to her from multiple cities.

She and the old lady have kept in touch over the past three years, but online contact can never compare to seeing each other in person.

She also missed the old lady very much, and the old lady's act of sending a car to pick her up was a kind gesture, which Jiang Qin naturally understood.

Jiang Qin got into the old lady's nanny car with Tian Tian in her arms, but as the car drove away, Song Xinye's people also got into the bodyguard car.

Soon, the black bodyguard car followed the white nanny van and drove towards the Huo family's old residence.

And almost the very next second after the car drove away.

He Xu's phone vibrated as he received a call from his informant.

"Brother Xu, there's progress. The old lady sent a car to pick up the second young mistress and take her to the old house. Just now, a second ago."

He Xu, whose harassment incident was still unresolved, pressed his temples.

"...Okay, I understand."

I'm exhausted, but the message that needs to be delivered must be delivered.

He Xu walked out of his office and was about to knock on Huo Sili's office door.

However, she bumped into Horstley, who looked like he was rushing out of his office, in the hallway.

"Mr. Huo, what's wrong?"

Huo Sili glanced back at He Xu and said, "Let's go back to the old house."

The office was well-heated, so Horstley always wore a shirt indoors.

After saying that, without waiting for He Xu's reaction, she put on her suit jacket and walked towards the elevator.

He Xu, who was stunned for two seconds before realizing that his phone number had been tapped by Huo Sili, was speechless.

Okay, it's his turn.

……

So, when the two cars, one white and one black, were still forty minutes away from the Huo family's old residence.

The black Cullinan drove out of the garage on the basement level, took the fastest route, and twenty minutes later, successfully drove up to the white van.

Inside the van, the driver naturally recognized his master's license plate number.

Noticing, his eyes widened instantly.

But I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only keep driving.

In the back seat, Jiang Qin felt somewhat uneasy for some reason.

I glanced at my daughter sitting in the child safety seat next to me, and then reached out to check the safety lock.

It's very sturdy, no problem.

I lifted the car window curtain and looked outside; the route seemed fine.

Finally, after some hesitation, I contacted Sister Wu again.

[Sister Wu, he really isn't at the old house, right?]

The next second after sending, the top of the screen shows that the other party is typing...

Soon, a WeChat message replied to her with utmost confidence—

[Don't worry, Second Young Madam, the Second Young Master isn't at the old house.]