“Oh, these are all some old photos,” Yun Xuerou explained after recovering from her shock instantly. “There’s no use keeping them.”
Helian QIngyu noticed that a few of the photos were left in the box and grabbed them before his mother could destroy them.
“Since you don’t want them, let me keep them,” Helian Qingyu said.
“Why do you want these?”
“Come on, the person in the picture is the Violin Diva that was once known throughout the world. I can add these into my collections.”
“Fine,” Yun Xuerou sighed as Helian QIngyu had already hidden all the photos behind him. “Just don’t let your father see them.”
“Why’s that?”
Helian Qingyu was curious, not understanding why his mother was being wary of her husband noticing the photos.
“Because I’m worried he will fall for her,” Yun Xuerou said half-jokingly.
“You’re overthinking it,” Helian Qingyu laughed. “Dad is not like that.”
Yet Helian Qingyu was wrong because Yun Xuerou knew that Helian Wei had already fallen for Jing Ruyue.
“So, what do you want?” Yun Xuerou asked.
“I need to discuss something with you.”
“What’s that?”
“I want to marry Lan Ling’er, and I need you to take care of things for me.”
“Are you sure?” Yun Xuerou gasped. “I thought you were disgusted by the idea? What changed your mind?”
“The situation is different now,” Helian QIngyu said and bowed. “I hope you can allow us to be married.”
Yun Xuerou had been planning for something like this to happen for quite some time, but her plan was wasted because both Helian Wei and Helian Qingyu were against the idea.
Now that her own son was willing to marry Lan Ling’er, she was happy.
“Of course! But you still have to get your father’s permission first.”
“I will.”
Helian Qingyu left the Red Tower and went straight for the White Tower to look for his father.
He met Le Xiu on his way up, and Le Xiu told him that Helian Wei was in his study. Helian Qingyu went up the stairs and stopped in front of his father’s study room. The door was slightly opened, and Helian Qingyu peeked through it.
His father was leaning on his leather armchair with his back to the door and was looking at some photos.
Helian Qingyu found it funny, as he had just found his mother cutting some old photos up, and now his father was reminiscing at some.
Helian Qingyu crept into the room and took the photos straight from his father’s hands.
Helian Wei turned around, panicked, and found that it was his son who took away the things in his hands.
“Do you even know how to knock? Where are your manners?” Helian Wei scolded.
“Dad, why are you looking at another woman’s photos behind my mother’s back?” Helian QInyu asked jokingly.
“Give them back!”
“You don’t need to be embarrassed by it,” Helian Qingyu laughed. “I get you. Any grown man would want to look at pretty women.”
