Chapter 220 They Can't

Wen Yuan met the man with a strong aura when she had packed up her things and was about to leave, feeling disheartened.

He walked with steady steps, his face serious, followed by a group of people. He raised his eyes slightly, and the look he gave was chilling.

Wen Yuan looked too petite in front of him.

She looked at him, with surprise, joy, and fear in her eyes.

Her voice was low, but calm, "Brother Huo, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

This soft call was gentle to the extreme.

No one expected that Huo Qichen would come back specifically for this little researcher.

Huo Qichen only glanced at her, walked forward first, opened the door, and told the others: "You go down first."

Everyone left together, but before leaving, they all looked at Wen Yuan curiously, feeling surprised.

Wen Yuan followed Huo Qichen with brisk steps, and colorful flowers seemed to bloom in her heart as if the dead hope had been rekindled.

She said timidly and carefully from behind him, "Brother Huo, I thought you wouldn't come back."

Huo Qichen always kept his thoughts to himself and his expression was unclear. He looked at Wen Yuan with an indifferent expression, "You should know that I didn't come to see you today to talk about these things."

Wen Yuan tilted her head in confusion, "I don't understand. I'm here to interview you on behalf of Vanke."

"Those photos were taken by you."

Wen Yuan's face suddenly darkened. "What photo?"

Huo Qi Chen just looked at her in the light.

"Wen Yuan, I hope you know your limits."

Wen Yuan's smile slowly faded, "Brother Huo, I really don't know what you are talking about."

Huo Qichen poured himself a glass of water, and the water droplets seeped onto his lips, feeling cool.

She stepped forward and said, "Brother Huo, I know that my love for you has caused you trouble. I'm sorry, but I can't control myself. I just want to stay by your side. I can wait for you."

Be clear and honest, and confess your thoughts to him without hiding anything.

Huo Qichen found it funny, "Why are you waiting for me? What makes you think you have the capital to do this?"

"Because you came today."

The man looked into her eyes, taking in the panic and uncertainty in them, and so he made his point clear.

"We have no chance."

One sentence, a simple word put together, is enough to shatter a girl's affection.

Wen Yuan almost cried.

"You should have known when you left for London that we couldn't."

She held back, transparent liquid hanging in her eye sockets, and she forced herself to not let it fall. She was able to say calmly: "No matter what, I came here today with a mission. Since Brother Huo promised to accept my interview, then I believe you will not break your promise, right?"

Wen Yuan was smart to change the topic to work.

It was already three in the morning when it finally ended. The rain outside had grown tired and finally stopped.

Huo Qichen left very decisively. In fact, during the interview, his attitude was always indifferent. He answered every question. After all, he gave her this face. The contents of his answers were all exclusive. I believe that this newspaper will be a best-seller tomorrow morning.

He seemed a little lazy and relaxed, but underneath all that, he was actually indifferent.

Huo Qi Chen doesn't care about Wen Yuan.

At most, I softened my heart towards her because of the only bit of affection we had for each other.

But the back of him as he turned and left was so resolute that it was impossible to stop him.

Wen Yuan stood there, her eyes narrowed unconsciously, filled with calculation and resentment.

Wen Yuan organized the interview over several days and sent it to the printing factory overnight. In the evening of the next day, it was distributed throughout the city in newspapers. Huo Qichen's interview attracted a lot of attention.

She did her job well and her leaders praised her generously, but she was too high-profile for a while, which caused dissatisfaction among many colleagues and made her countless enemies. Many people tried to make things difficult for her behind her back, but Wen Yuan never fought back because she didn't care about it.

The Huo family was a high-ranking organization, filled with talented people. Huo Qichen, who could control so many people, had always been a leader. He was different from ordinary people. She had to grow twice as fast, to a position where she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

This growth cannot be limited to the eldest daughter of the Wen family.

…

All the resumes that Jian Mo sent out fell into the sea without exception, but she was not in a hurry and spent most of her time with Old Jian.

When she had time, she accompanied him to the hospital for a checkup. Xu Ming said he was recovering very well, and that the rehabilitation was very hard, and that it was not easy to reach such a level. Jian Mo was very happy to hear that.

"By the way, the medical team sent by Huo Qichen has left." Xu Ming suddenly mentioned.

Jian Mo thought of the last time they parted on bad terms and paused, "Very good."

Xu Ming was spinning a pen, his expression a little awkward. He gave a wry smile, "Actually, they deserve half the credit for my uncle's recovery. For nearly a year, all their hard work and time were put into him."

She understood the implicit meaning of this sentence, which was that Huo Qichen had taken the trouble.

"I see."

After that night, the photos were not leaked. As expected, Huo Qichen intercepted them.

When I left the hospital with Old Jane and walked to the entrance of the hall, someone suddenly called out, "Mrs. Huo."

Jian Mo froze, and turned around with Old Jian. They were shocked to see the graceful Mrs. Liang approaching, her face full of joy. "How come we met in the hospital? What are you doing..."

Jian Mo forced a smile, "This is my father. I brought him here for a checkup."

Mrs. Liang seemed to understand, and looked around at Old Jian with a strange expression. Old Jian tactfully said, "Xiao Mo, I'll wait for you outside."

"good."

After Old Jane left, Mrs. Liang pulled her aside and said, "What's going on? Your servant didn't follow you."

Seeing her, the class difference was particularly obvious. Jian Mo pursed her lips and said, "I can do it alone, but Mrs. Liang is..."

Mrs. Liang casually complained that she hadn't been feeling well recently and came to the hospital for a checkup. Then she suddenly asked, "You and Mr. Huo had a big fuss a while ago. How are things going now? Has it calmed down?"

Jian Mo didn't expect so many people to know about it. She felt a little embarrassed and said forget it. Because of Qiao Xia's incident last time, Mrs. Liang had a good impression of her and took the opportunity to say, "There will be a week-long charity dinner in Haicheng in a few days. Many important people will be attending. As a family member, will you go?"

"I won't go. I don't like that kind of occasion."

"Don't," Mrs. Liang frowned and shook her head as she looked at her. "You can't win a man's favor by staying out of the world. Don't you know that the eldest daughter of the Wen family has returned? She used to covet your Mr. Huo the most. They are indispensable for this charity dinner. The circle is going to make a big fuss about it again."

Jian Mo could tell that Mrs. Liang was planning for her with good intentions, but what did it matter if a man's favor had to be fought for?

She shook her head and said, "Let's talk about it later. I don't want to be exposed in front of others right now."

If Wen Yuan saw this, she would not be able to control herself.