Hu Xi saw all of this, and he forced back his tears as he devoured the walnuts his father had peeled cleanly. The old man was delighted to see Hu Xi eating. His mother also made him the braised pork he loved as a child. Back then, their family was poor, and their parents wouldn't eat any meat, saving it all for him and his brother. Hu Xi loved big, fatty cuts of meat; the feeling of his mouth oozing with oil was the best he could feel.
Now his parents have two nannies to take care of them, so his mother doesn’t have to cook every day. But today the old lady still insisted on cooking for herself to make delicious food for her son.
As Hu Xi ate his mother's meal, he wondered how many years it had been since he'd been home for dinner. Two, three? He couldn't remember. He lived in the same city as his parents, yet he simply didn't go home to see them. What a jerk he was! Thinking of this, Hu Xi slapped himself twice. Lying in his own room, looking at the decor around him, Hu Xi couldn't help but slap himself twice more.
A few years ago, he bought this big villa for his parents, but he never came back once. However, his parents arranged rooms on the second floor for him, his wife, and their two children. I guess they were hoping that they would come back to stay with them often?
Hu Xi slept at home and showered. The murderous urges of the afternoon had passed, and his mind was now completely clear. He began to think about what to do. Divorce? He would have to give half of his assets to Zhang Xiaoli, and Hu Xi definitely wouldn't do that. His early business ventures had involved some gray areas, which had been the foundation of Hu Xi's rise. Zhang Xiaoli knew all about it. If she got less in a divorce, she would definitely spread the news. So divorce wasn't an option.
It is certain that I have to get rid of myself, but not now.
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't come up with a good idea. I was about to go online to chat with Jiang Huashu. Before I could click on the little yellow croaker on my phone, the phone page showed a call from Zhang Xiaoli.
It's said that emotionally stable boyfriends are rarer than pandas, and Hu Xi is one of them. He thought about going back first. This problem couldn't be solved by running away. Besides, the child was still at home, so it would be strange if he didn't go back.
Who would have thought that Zhang Xiaoli at home had cooked a delicious nourishing soup for him to drink. After drinking it, he felt a headache and went back to the room to sleep. When he woke up, he found himself here.
He recounted his experiences for three hours, during which time Jiang Huashu prepared a plethora of delicious dishes. Jiang Shaoming helped himself to a large bowl of crayfish, his favorite, along with his Fifth Grandfather's. Jiang Huashu had nearly filled the two-tiered dining table: the rotating top tier held Chinese dishes, the lower tier international. He had no idea what Hu Xi liked, so he ordered a little of both Chinese and Western cuisine, and the three of them chatted as they ate.
After listening to Hu Xi's memoirs, they discovered that Zhang Xiaoli was the culprit behind Hu Xi's time travel. Hu Xi was lucky, as he would have been killed by the poison. But how he ended up here was still a mystery to the three of them.
If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it, Jiang Shaoming persuaded him while clinking glasses with Hu Xi.
"Since you are here, you should make the best of it. Since you are here and you are safe and sound, that's better than anything else. As for Zhang Xiaoli, I believe she must be having a hard time since you passed away suddenly." Jiang Huashu persuaded.
"According to my analysis, she gave you the poison because she wanted to start a fire after you died and burn your body directly. That way, no one would realize you died before the fire."
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