"Young Master, what are we doing now..."
"Return to Xingyuan!"
Fang Han immediately went to prepare the car.
However, a light footstep came from the other end of the corridor.
"Zhixing, you're back..."
Huo Zhixing gave her a cold look. The woman turned slightly to the side and stood there, looking somewhat uneasy.
He nodded in greeting and was about to walk forward when Yao Manning gently tugged at his sleeve, "Zhixing..."
Huo Zhixing abruptly shook off her, keeping a considerable distance between them.
"You've come to see Grandpa?"
“Hmm…” Yao Manning said softly, “I came to see Grandpa, but the main reason I came was to see you.”
Huo Zhixing's expression was indifferent, and his deep, unfathomable eyes revealed no emotion.
"I know your plane crashed; it scared me to death." Yao Manning slowly leaned closer. "Zhixing, have your injuries fully healed? You haven't been back for so long. Now that you're back... are you not leaving again?"
Huo Zhixing felt irritated; the closer she got, the more he avoided her.
He couldn't understand why this woman smelled so bad with perfume.
Jiang Can never wears perfume; she only has a clean and sweet scent, a scent that he finds irresistible.
"Zhixing, it's still early. Why don't you come to my house for a while? I also have something I'd like to talk to you about in private."
"It's getting late," Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice. "I just arrived in Yangcheng today and want to get some rest. If you didn't bring a driver, I'll have the butler send a car to take you later."
His aloof attitude couldn't be clearer.
But Yao Manning was unwilling to accept it.
"If I wanted to talk to you about our arranged marriage, wouldn't you want to listen?"
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