Early the next morning, before dawn, a car drove into the old house quickly.
Immediately afterwards, there was a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound downstairs and upstairs.
"Jin Xi! Jin Xi! Come out!"
Huo Bolin stood at the door of Huo Jinxi's bedroom and knocked heavily, but received no response.
In Mr. Huo's room, Mu Qian, who had been awake all night, heard the noise and raised his head, only to find that Mr. Huo had also been awakened.
Mu Qian quickly comforted Mr. Huo, "Grandpa, don't get up. I'm going to see what's wrong."
Mu Qian stood up and just walked to the door of the room. The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and then, Huo Bolin strode in from the outside.
Seeing Mu Qian behind the door, Huo Bolin didn't have a good expression. He just strode to Mr. Huo's bedside and said, "Dad, you have to take care of Jin Xi! Xiaoxiao is also your granddaughter. Even if she is a little willful, she is also kind.
What's the big mistake? Is this a place like Indonesia that she should go to?"
Mr. Huo had just woken up and had a slight headache. Mu Qian quickly stepped forward to adjust the pillow for Mr. Huo, and then looked at Huo Bolin, "Fourth uncle, don't get excited, and speak slowly if you have anything to say."
Huo Bolin glanced at her and then said: "Dad, Xiaoxiao is your biological granddaughter. You can't even give up your own granddaughter for an outsider, right?"
"What on earth are you talking about?" Mr. Huo frowned and spoke slowly.
"Jin Xi wants to send Xiaoxiao to Indonesia!" Huo Bolin was anxious and angry, "Does he have the final say in the Huo family? He can do whatever he wants."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Jinxi's voice suddenly came from the door of the room: "Who do you think, fourth uncle, should have the final say?"
He must have just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and he was wearing a black bathrobe, which made him look even more profound and imposing.
"Xiaoxiao is your cousin!" Huo Bolin said emotionally, "Even if she did something wrong, she did it for your own good! How can you be so arbitrary?"
Hearing the last four words, Huo Jinxi's eyes moved slightly and he sneered, "Yes, I am just so arbitrary. If my fourth uncle thinks it is not appropriate for Xiaoxiao to go to Indonesia alone, then you can accompany her there."
"You -" Huo Bolin was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only turn his head to look at Mr. Huo, "Dad, look at him, look at what he said!"
Mr. Huo closed his eyes and frowned. After hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes again, glanced at Huo Bolin, and then looked at Mu Qian.
Mu Qian was sitting on the sofa next to her, playing with her fingers boredly, as if your Huo family's affairs were none of my business.
Seeing this situation, Mr. Huo slowly spoke again: "Jin Xi, Xiaoxiao did something wrong, but she didn't have any bad intentions. The punishment of going to Indonesia is a bit harsh, so why not-"
"No." Before Mr. Huo could finish speaking, Huo Jinxi had already flatly refused.
"You don't listen to your grandfather's words?" Huo Bolin turned to look at Huo Jinxi, "Do you really think of yourself as the emperor?"
"It doesn't matter whether I am the emperor or not." Huo Jinxi looked at him, his voice low and indifferent, "Fourth uncle has time to disturb grandpa here, so why not rush to the airport as soon as possible, and maybe give Xiaoxiao a ride."
Hearing this, Huo Bolin's expression suddenly changed, "You, you..."
After all, he didn't say anything about "you", so he pushed Huo Jinxi away with all his strength, turned around and rushed out.
Huo Jinxi then stepped forward, walked to Mr. Huo's bedside, and arranged the pillows and quilts for Mr. Huo, "It's still early, grandpa, let's sleep a little longer."
Mr. Huo has ignored the company's affairs in recent years and rarely interfered with family affairs, but basically Huo Jinxi would listen to whatever he said. But today, Huo Jinxi brushed his thumb for the first time.
Mr. Huo sighed slightly and said nothing more.
Huo Jinxi sat there for a while and then said, "I'm flying to New York today. If you don't want to be disturbed, I will instruct the bodyguards to prevent anyone else from coming in."
Mr. Huo glanced at Mu Qian before speaking again: "Why do you suddenly want to fly to New York?"
"There is a project that requires me to go over and sign." Huo Jinxi replied, "I'll be back in two days at most."
Mr. Huo nodded.
Huo Jinxi turned his head slightly to look at Mu Qian, but saw that she was still sitting there concentrating on playing with her fingers without raising her head.
"Then I'm going to leave for the airport." Huo Jinxi said, "You have a good rest."
Huo Jinxi didn't look at Mu Qian anymore, stood up and walked out of the room.
Not long after, Qi Yuan's voice sounded in the room, and then the sound of suitcases being dragged, and then all the movements gradually faded away and disappeared.
Huo Jinxi left.
Mr. Huo was lying quietly all the time, and then he finally looked at Mu Qian again, "Qian Qian."
Mu Qian immediately raised her head and smiled at him, "What's the matter?"
Mr. Huo stretched out his hand towards her, and Mu Qian stood up, walked over and held Mr. Huo's hand, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
"What grandpa told you last night is all true." Mr. Huo said slowly, "But grandpa also understands that the suffering you have suffered cannot be erased by a few words. You don't need to force yourself for grandpa. If you
If you really can't forgive Jin Xi, then... forget it. If you don't really want to marry Jin Xi, then cancel the wedding. Grandpa wants you to be happy, and if you are happy, Grandpa will feel relieved."
Mu Qian listened quietly and squeezed Mr. Huo's hand.
"Grandpa, do you know?" She said with a chuckle, "You are the best grandpa in the world."
…
Twenty hours later, New York, USA.
Huo Jinxi did not reserve much time to stay. After getting off the plane, he went straight to the signing site. After the one-hour signing ceremony was completed, he got on the car to the airport again.
Such a hurried trip is really tiring. It would be okay if the journey was smooth, but we encountered a traffic jam on the way to the airport.
The car didn't move for a long time. Qi Yuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He was worried that Huo Jinxi would lose his patience because of this, so he couldn't help but look back at him secretly.
However, to his surprise, Huo Jinxi was not reading documents or paying attention to the traffic. He was just looking out the window quietly, almost absent-minded.
Qi Yuan also turned to look out the window. There was a square next to it with not many tourists. A group of pigeons stayed on the ground of the square looking for food. A little girl about three or four years old, wearing a red woolen coat, stood among the pigeons.
Carefully scattering the birdseed in his hand to the pigeons, looking cute and kind.
Qi Yuan glanced twice, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Huo Jinxi must be thinking of the child Mu Qian gave birth to, right?
He had always felt that this boss was so cold and rational that he was almost a robot, but now it seemed that this was not entirely the case.
Just as he was thinking this, Huo Jinxi's voice suddenly came from the back seat: "Go to Philadelphia."
Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, and before he could recover, he responded quickly.
There is a small cemetery in Northeast Philadelphia, near the suburbs.
The car drove into the parking lot. Qi Yuan got out of the car and looked at Huo Jinxi carefully, "Mr. Huo, let me accompany you in."
"No need." Huo Jinxi replied.
Qi Yuan didn't dare to say anything, he just nodded silently and backed away.
Huo Jinxi walked into the cemetery alone with a bouquet of daisies in his hand.
The cemetery was not big, so he walked past tombstones one after another, saw names one after another, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone in the northwest corner.
On the tombstone is a photo that he is very familiar with, with a round little face and a bright and bright smile.
Next to the photo is her name, in Chinese, Mu Yue.
Her name is Mu Yue, and her nickname is Xiaoxiao, which represents her mother's hopes for her life.
Huo Jinxi stood frozen in front of the tombstone for a long time before he bent down and put down the bunch of daisies in his hand.
Then, he squatted in front of the tomb and gently touched the little face in the photo.
He has always felt that everything depends on human effort and nothing is impossible.
But facing this cold tombstone, he realized for the first time what it meant to be powerless.
There are a lot of regrets, a lot of guilt, and nowhere to tell or make amends.
It stays in the past for a long time, but quietly runs through life, becoming a gap that can no longer be filled.
"Xiaoxiao." He whispered her name in a low voice. After a long time, he spoke again, "I am daddy."
Sorry, dad is late.
…
When Ye Xi walked into the cemetery holding a bouquet of flowers, she saw two bodyguards standing at the entrance of the cemetery.
The two bodyguards looked at her defensively, but Ye Xi didn't bother to pay attention and walked directly in.
The cemetery could be seen to the end. As soon as Ye Xi entered, she saw the only person in the cemetery.
She could only see the back of the man squatting in front of Xiaoxiao's grave, but with such a sudden appearance and such a big pomp, she could only think of one person.
Ye Xi hugged the flowers and went straight to the tomb.
Hearing the footsteps, Huo Jinxi turned his head belatedly. After seeing her, he slowly stood up.
Ye Xi glanced at the small daisies that Huo Jinxi placed in front of the tomb, and placed the bouquet of flowers in her hand next to it.
The moment she saw Huo Jinxi, she had so many words to say that she could hardly control herself from spewing them out. But after putting down the bouquet of flowers, she seemed to have suddenly lost her words and didn't know what else to say.
The two stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a long time, until Huo Jinxi said in a low voice: "She is very good, isn't she?"
Ye Xi's throat suddenly trembled. After calming down for a moment, she finally spoke: "Yes, she is very good and obedient. The aunt who took care of her said that Xiaoxiao was the best among the many children she had brought up.
One. She doesn’t cry much, and she doesn’t like to make trouble. Qianqian was busy with her studies at that time and didn’t have much time to accompany her. She was actually very clingy to Qianqian, but Qianqian didn’t have time, so she would play by herself very obediently...
"
Huo Jinxi'an listened quietly. Through the smiling face in front of him, he could see her sitting next to Mu Qian, eagerly looking forward to her mother turning around and hugging her.
But her expectations should not have been only for her mother.