Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
If Huo Yunting still had hate and resentment in his heart after so many years, and if they returned and happened to bump into Huo Yunting, would he forcibly take away Xuxu?
No, Xuxu was also her son. Even though legally they were still husband and wife, she must not allow her son to be separated from her, no matter what.
“Yang Yang.” The gentle voice of Huo Chen sounded in Lu Zhaoyang’s ears. She subconsciously tilted her head away from him, trying to conceal her emotions.
“I know what you are worried about. To be frank, I did not cover our tracks when we left. Huo Yunting could surely trace us. But he had not come to find you after so many years, perhaps this might indicate that he has forgotten you. Is it not?” Seeing her pale face, Huo Chen tried to comfort her. He was not worried about Huo Yunting would find out anything but more about what was in her mind.
“Mhm.” Lu Zhaoyang nodded.
Since Huo Yunting was so vindictive, had he known where she was and about the child, he would have come for her long ago. But he did not do anything. Perhaps, he had let go of her.
It was still daytime when the plane landed. The little guy was having jet lag and had not woken up.
Huo Chen had pre-booked two rooms in a hotel. Lu Zhaoyang took the child from him and went into her room.
Not long after, the hotel waiter delivered their lunch. Huo Chen came over to her room to have lunch together.
“It is one month to four years since you last left. Now you are back. How do you feel?” Huo Chen sat across from her, taking a sip of red wine and asked with a smile.
Lu Zhaoyang pretended not to care. “It is hard to describe.” But the way she grabbed the chopsticks in her hand so hard was a dead giveaway of her state of mind.
“When are you going back to the residence of the Huo family?” Huo Chen knew that she came back was mainly for Xue Yuming.
“Tomorrow. Xuxu is still asleep.” Lu Zhaoyang looked back at her son, who was sleeping in bed. “We need to recover from jet lag.”
“Then let’s sleep after the meal.” Huo Chen lowered his head and ate, but there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in him.
After lunch, Lu Zhaoyang lay in bed but could not sleep. She leaned over to kiss her son’s forehead before getting out of bed. She went to sit in front of the computer, browsing the web. She could easily see all the changes in the past years online.
One news was particularly a shocker to her. Huo Yunting had appeared on the headline. She moved the mouse over and clicked to read, eyes glued to the screen.
Innocent young woman Ming Yue flaunts her luxury villa. Said to marry Huo Yunting soon!
There were more details under the headline. It was mainly about this actress named Ming Yue, who was said to marry a wealthy man soon. Ming Yue was a new actress; Lu Zhaoyang had never heard of her before she left. Could it be Su Cheng who brought her into the industry?
Lu Zhaoyang had always been wishing that Huo Yunting would focus on other women in the past. But now, her heart ached, and she did not know why.
The tidbit about Huo Yunting aside, what baffled Lu Zhaoyang, even more, was that Xiang Jinxi had also made it to the news.
Xiang Jinxi had turned out to be the president of Xiang Yuan Corp., and his company had been going hostile with the Huo family and Thunderbolt Corp. for a while. It was speculated that there was no love lost between Xiang Jinxi and the Huo family.
