"Takasaki Shan." Huang said it without any hesitation.
"Thank you." Su Wanqing held the phone tightly.
"You're welcome."
Huang's voice coming over the phone didn't have any warmth at all, and seemed quite distant. This made Su Wanqing feel a little uncomfortable.
She didn't know what to say to him, but she didn't want to just hang up the phone.
The silence lasted for a full minute.
Su Wanqing's heart kept hanging. Just when she felt like she was about to lose her breath, Huang's voice finally came from the other end of the phone.
"Is what happened at today's press conference true?"
"Uh-huh?" She was stunned, "Is it the stepfather scandal? Of course it's not true."
"That's not what I meant." Huang's voice seemed to have a hint of anger.
Su Wanqing was even more puzzled: "What does that mean?"
"Luo Xichen said that he wants to marry you." Huang's slightly annoyed voice gradually became darker, "Shazhi, do you want to marry him?"
It turned out that he cared about this.
Su Wanqing paused and replied: "Yes, I want to marry him."
"Shazhi, you are my fiancée." There was a hint of sternness in Huang's voice.
Su Wanqing didn't refute anything. She didn't recognize the lord's proposed marriage, and she didn't love Hoshino Huang, but she owed this man a favor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang."
This was her answer to him. An apology was a polite rejection.
Huang was silent. After a minute, the call was hung up. He didn't say goodbye.
Su Wanqing knew that Hoshino Huang was probably angry.
She had heard that Japanese men have a strong sense of machismo and are extremely possessive of their wives, or the women they identify with.
Along the way, Hoshino Huang's attitude towards himself and Xichen has always been to wait and see. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he never really got angry.
It was because of this that Su Wanqing became more certain that Hoshino Huang must have a secret in his heart. His love for him might not be as simple as the love between a man and a woman.
Or maybe he just came to fulfill his obligations and obey the Lord's orders.
Thinking like this, Su Wanqing felt relieved. The direction of the car was not to the Luo family villa, but to her and Xichen's warm little villa on the seaside.
She didn't want to go back to that home. Whether it was her father or her mother, it was difficult for her to face it.
After driving the car to the garage and locking it, Su Wanqing passed by the courtyard and saw Luo Xichen on the swing frame.
That place, they were up there -
Thinking of this, Su Wanqing's face couldn't help but turn red.
"Xichen -" she called his name gently, with a smile on her brows and eyes, "Why don't you go inside? It's autumn and the night is cold."
Luo Xichen stretched out his good arm, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her gently.
"I'm waiting for you to come home." He put his chin on her shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I want to see you earlier."
"Fool." She chuckled, her heart filled with happiness.
"I'm afraid you won't come." Luo Xichen pressed her cheek, feeling the warm touch from her skin, "I'm thinking, if you can take the initiative to return to our home tonight instead of going to Dad
Mom, I will never leave you for the rest of my life."
With just one sentence, Su Wanqing fully realized that the man holding her might seem strong, but in fact the soft corner of his heart was very sensitive. "Can you tell me the name of your third uncle?"
"Takasaki Shan." Huang said it without any hesitation.
"Thank you." Su Wanqing held the phone tightly.
"You're welcome."
Huang's voice coming over the phone didn't have any warmth at all, and seemed quite distant. This made Su Wanqing feel a little uncomfortable.
She didn't know what to say to him, but she didn't want to just hang up the phone.
The silence lasted for a full minute.
Su Wanqing's heart kept hanging. Just when she felt like she was about to lose her breath, Huang's voice finally came from the other end of the phone.
"Is what happened at today's press conference true?"
"Uh-huh?" She was stunned, "Is it the stepfather scandal? Of course it's not true."
"That's not what I meant." Huang's voice seemed to have a hint of anger.
Su Wanqing was even more puzzled: "What does that mean?"
"Luo Xichen said that he wants to marry you." Huang's slightly annoyed voice gradually became darker, "Shazhi, do you want to marry him?"
It turned out that he cared about this.
Su Wanqing paused and replied: "Yes, I want to marry him."
"Shazhi, you are my fiancée." There was a hint of sternness in Huang's voice.
Su Wanqing didn't refute anything. She didn't recognize the lord's proposed marriage, and she didn't love Hoshino Huang, but she owed this man a favor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang."
This was her answer to him. An apology was a polite rejection.
Huang was silent. After a minute, the call was hung up. He didn't say goodbye.
Su Wanqing knew that Hoshino Huang was probably angry.
She had heard that Japanese men have a strong sense of machismo and are extremely possessive of their wives, or the women they identify with.
Along the way, Hoshino Huang's attitude towards himself and Xichen has always been to wait and see. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he never really got angry.
It was because of this that Su Wanqing became more certain that Hoshino Huang must have a secret in his heart. His love for him might not be as simple as the love between a man and a woman.
Or maybe he just came to fulfill his obligations and obey the Lord's orders.
Thinking like this, Su Wanqing felt relieved. The direction of the car was not to the Luo family villa, but to her and Xichen's warm little villa on the seaside.
She didn't want to go back to that home. Whether it was her father or her mother, it was difficult for her to face it.
After driving the car to the garage and locking it, Su Wanqing passed by the courtyard and saw Luo Xichen on the swing frame.
That place, they were up there -
Thinking of this, Su Wanqing's face couldn't help but turn red.
"Xichen -" she called his name gently, with a smile on her brows and eyes, "Why don't you go inside? It's autumn and the night is cold."
Luo Xichen stretched out his good arm, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her gently.
"I'm waiting for you to come home." He put his chin on her shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I want to see you earlier."
"Fool." She chuckled, her heart filled with happiness.
"I'm afraid you won't come." Luo Xichen pressed her cheek, feeling the warm touch from her skin, "I'm thinking, if you can take the initiative to return to our home tonight instead of going to Dad
Mom, I will never leave you for the rest of my life."
With just one sentence, Su Wanqing fully realized that the man holding her might seem strong, but in fact the soft corner of his heart was very sensitive.