vstars Chapter 142 Palms touching, their fingers intertwined
Chapter 142 Palms touching, their fingers intertwined
Huo Sili watched Jiang Qin speed up her walk, his already dark eyes growing even darker.
But then his thin lips parted several times, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
That's true. Between adults, many things don't necessarily need to be said aloud for the other person to understand.
After all, he could see the difference between how she treated him before and how she treats him now.
Therefore, now that things have come to this, what else is there for him to ask?
Huo Sili's thin lips twitched slightly, a self-deprecating curve, as he stepped forward, stopped a few places away, and unscrewed the makeup remover balm he was holding.
The two stood on either side of each other, clearly a married couple, yet they maintained a social distance that was more like that of strangers.
Apart from the sound of rushing water, there was no other sound around them, so quiet that the two of them looked more and more like strangers meeting for the first time.
The atmosphere was subtle and strange, which Jiang Qin, who was washing her face, also sensed during the unusually quiet time.
But this subtle sense of unease quickly dissipated—after all, there was nothing much to talk about with him anyway.
It's best not to say anything. She should use this time to think about how to deal with him tonight.
After tidying herself up in front of the mirror, Jiang Qin turned and left without looking back, her steps firm.
When Huo Sili came out after removing his makeup, Jiang Qin was nowhere to be found in the room.
It was He Xu, who had received his instructions to bring bodyguards and was waiting in the corridor, who spoke later.
Huo Sili only realized that Jiang Qin had just come out of the restroom and was taken by the old lady downstairs to get in the car. The three of them, along with the old man, were already on their way to the restaurant they had booked for lunch.
And just now, Yuan Lianqing pushed Huo Chishen into the elevator.
Huo Chengzheng received a phone call while taking photos. It seemed to be an emergency. He didn't even have time to remove his makeup after the photo shoot. He went downstairs and was immediately taken away by the guards to attend to other matters.
"So you mean they're all in the past."
He Xu hadn't really thought of that when he said it, but now that Huo Sili pointed it out, it really was true.
I suddenly felt some sympathy for Horstley.
He Xu maintained a respectful tone: "Yes, Mr. Huo, that's what I mean."
Horst's already cold face now looked even more like a thick block of ice.
He Xu dared not speak, lowering his head to look at Huo Sili's feet, thinking that he would follow Huo Sili to the elevator.
But suddenly, Horst said.
"Buy all the outfits that Madam wore for the photoshoot and send them to Yunhai Huafu."
He Xu was slightly surprised, but quickly nodded: "Yes."
Huo Sili strode forward with his long legs toward the elevator.
He Xu followed behind Huo Sili, feeling a bit like the eunuch who was more anxious than the emperor.
But shouldn't he be happy?
After all, as far as he knew, this photography company only did high-end services, catering specifically to wealthy and famous people, and they put a lot of effort into the clothing aspect, so many of the clothes were only for the photoshoot and could not be purchased.
Of course, you can buy it if you want to, since the photography company owner can't afford to offend the customers who come here.
However, because these clothes are specially designed, copyrighted, and unique on the market, coupled with the added value of being high-end private custom-made by big brands, the prices of the photography company's shooting costumes are particularly high.
However, for the wealthy, no matter how expensive the price is, it's just a number.
But as far as he knew, most rich people who came here to take photos were done with that; they didn't actually buy the clothes.
After all, no matter how well those clothes are touted as being, they are still just clothes. Instead of spending money on clothes that cost several times, ten times, or even dozens of times more, it's better to have them custom-made to your liking and suit your individual needs.
Rich people are just rich; they're not sick or stupid.
Furthermore, this store offers a guarantee service, which means that all clothing is 100% cleaned before being used by customers.
This also explains why most of the clothes are not bought by the wealthy people who come to take photos.
Thinking of this, He Xu's eyes lit up, but they dimmed again after a short while.
That's true, what's the point of just buying clothes?
The lady doesn't live in Yunhai Huafu.
Moreover, the recent conflict between the two has escalated to the point that the wife has not only moved out, but has also missed several days of work.
Thinking of this, He Xu couldn't help but sigh.
Although he has never been in a relationship, he understands some psychology and knows the importance of communication.
Nowadays, Mr. Huo and his wife barely have time to see each other. How can their relationship be good?
"Sleepy's here, come and sit down."
The restaurant, on the second floor, had a private room with a large round table surrounded by a red tablecloth, creating a festive atmosphere.
Jiang Qin was seated next to Qiu Huilan, Huo Chishen sat next to the old man, and Yuan Lianqing sat next to him.
The elderly couple sat side by side, and it was obvious that the only place for Huo Sili to sit was between Jiang Qin and Yuan Lianqing.
However, there are eight seats at this table, but there are only six people in the private room right now.
There were only three empty seats between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, keeping them quite far apart.
The moment Huo Sili walked over, Yuan Lianqing looked at him.
Although Huo Sili was his biological son, his imposing presence was too strong, and Yuan Lianqing was usually quite afraid of him. Naturally, she didn't want to sit next to him now, thinking that she probably wouldn't be able to eat properly if they sat together.
However, unexpectedly, Huo Sili walked straight towards Huo Chishen!
Yuan Lianqing was instantly shocked, and in her nervousness, the words almost slipped out: "Huo Sili, what are you going to do?!"
Before he could finish speaking, Huo Sili took something out of his suit pocket and placed it on the table in front of Huo Chishen.
"Big brother left the unopened medicine patch in the No. 1 rest room. He was so careless."
Yuan Lianqing frowned and stopped talking.
He paused, then asked in confusion, "Restroom Number One?"
"Chi Shen, when did you go to that lounge? When I went to the restroom, didn't I push you to the elevator to wait for me?" Yuan Lianqing said this to Huo Chi Shen.
As she said this, Yuan Lianqing felt increasingly strange.
Then he looked at Horstley with some suspicion.
Huo Sili's face remained expressionless. After putting down his things, the man walked to Jiang Qin's side.
He pulled out a dining chair and sat down, exuding an air of aloofness and unapproachability.
Several dishes have already been served, steaming hot on the table, their aroma irresistible and making one's mouth water.
After taking his seat, Huo Sili looked at Old Mrs. Huo and Old Mr. Huo, his thin lips slightly raised, and his voice gentle.
"Grandma, Grandpa, let's eat."
"Hey! Let's eat!" Today is his golden wedding anniversary with his wife, and Huo Wu is really happy. Hearing this, he smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and first put a piece of steamed turbot, which Qiu Huilan likes, into her bowl.
"Here you are, my wife, here's your favorite fish."
"Okay, go ahead and eat." The old lady was also happy and started eating with a smile.
Noticing her mother-in-law taking a bite, Yuan Lianqing dared to pick up her own chopsticks, but even then, she couldn't forget what she hadn't been able to figure out earlier—
When she went to the restroom, she clearly pushed Huo Chishen to the elevator entrance and told him to wait for her there.
Aside from that, she spent all her time with Huo Chishen.
As for the medicated patches... at that time, she did find that one of the patches was missing, and she was quite puzzled, wondering if she had accidentally dropped it when she took it, or if she had counted one too many when she did.
But when she asked Huo Chishen's bodyguard, the bodyguard said that the medicine was in his bag, so she didn't pursue the matter any further.
So, how did Chi Shen's medicated patches end up in the No. 1 lounge?
Isn't the No. 1 lounge the place the photography company arranged for Jiang Qin and Huo Sili to rest?
Thinking about the rivalry between the two brothers during this period, especially Huo Sili's rivalry with Huo Chishen.
Yuan Lianqing frowned even more deeply, and the more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
The more I thought about it, the less clear it became; it was as if a dark, diffuse fog, resembling a swamp, had enveloped my vision.
The more I pondered, the more confused I became, like sinking into a swamp; the harder I tried, the deeper I sank.
After all, those medicated patches weren't something you could just buy anywhere. They were a secret recipe from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor at the hospital, which he formulated and prepared himself. They weren't available on the market at all, and they had a unique taste.
She has been sensitive to smells since she was a child, and she would never mistake that smell—Yuan Lianqing could guarantee that the medicated patch Huo Sili had just handed her was definitely Huo Chishen's medicated patch.
So, what exactly happened?
A perfectly good medicated patch can't grow wings, so it must be man-made!
However, Huo Sili and Jiang Qin were both in the restroom removing their makeup at the time and were not present.
It is also known that Huo Chishen's medicated plaster is with Huo Chishen's bodyguard.
For the first time in over forty years, Yuan Lianqing was startled to realize that she seemed to have been doing something wrong all along.
The limbs on the side that were leaning towards Huo Chishen gradually became stiff.
"Don't bother serving me, eat it yourself."
Meanwhile, on the other side, separated by two empty seats.
Huo Sili placed a piece of spicy chicken, which Jiang Qin had been enjoying lately, on his plate, and received this nonchalant remark from Jiang Qin.
Huo Sili paused slightly with his chopsticks. "Okay."
Huo Sili did not serve Jiang Qin any more food until the end of lunch.
After lunch and a short rest, Yuan Lianqing left with her entourage, citing Huo Chishen's need for leg treatment that afternoon.
Huo Sili and Jiang Qin accompanied the elderly couple back to the photography company to take their golden wedding anniversary photos.
The photo shoot went smoothly, but when it came to the last outfit, both elderly people wanted to have a natural outdoor shot and didn't want it to be photoshopped in post-production.
However, the weather was a bit bad this afternoon, turning cloudy at times. It took almost an hour to get the beautiful sunshine, and by the time everything was over and we left the photography company, it was almost six o'clock.
The old lady wanted to take Jiang Qin to the old house, but Huo Sili took a big step and took Jiang Qin's hand first.
Their palms touched, their fingers intertwined.
Looking at the old lady, Horst's tone was gentle, but his expression was clearly different from usual, carrying an air of determination and brooking no argument.
"Grandma, Grandpa will stay with you tonight. Qinqin, you can let me have her. I have some things to talk to her about."