During those days, Jiang Can maintained a respectful and courteous attitude towards Huo Zhixing.
Jiang Can also asked for leave from Yufeng Media and went straight back to her parents' home to take care of Yin Wenxi.
When Yin Wenxi heard the reason for their argument, she laughed so hard she almost poured a whole bottle of water into the succulent pot.
"Such a small thing?" She poked Jiang Can's head and scolded, "You're getting more and more immature as you get older!"
"mom……"
Jiang Can rubbed her head.
After calming down, she realized that she had been a bit too sensitive this time.
But women's intuition seems to be exceptionally sharp from birth. She just felt that Huo Zhixing was different that night, and his words were always veiled in meaning.
"Zhi Xing was just expressing his feelings, why are you taking it so seriously?"
“But he mentioned my father…” Jiang Can started to say, but then looked at Yin Wenxi’s expression and swallowed her words.
Yin Wenxi remained composed, though her hand trembled almost imperceptibly as she watered the flowers.
"Oh, silly child." She looked at Jiang Can with heartache. "Zhixing is different from your father."
This was the first time Jiang Can had heard her mention "Dad" on her own initiative.
She was also very curious about this "father".
"Mom," she couldn't suppress her curiosity and cautiously probed, "when Dad abandoned us... was there really some unavoidable reason?"
Yin Wenxi's expression darkened, and after a long while, she forced a smile and said, "Yes."
Do you hate him?
“Hate?” Yin Wenxi was taken aback, then shook her head with a smile.
She probably never hated Yin Ruohong.
When she learned that Yin Ruohong was only using her to get revenge on the Yin family, she was sad and desperate, but she never hated him.
Hate doesn't solve problems; it only pushes people deeper into the abyss.
"Cancan, can you promise me something?"
"What?"
With a gentle gaze, Yin Wenxi softly said to her, "If you ever see him again, never hate him."
Jiang Can was stunned for a moment. Why shouldn't she hate him? It was that man who abandoned them first.
However, to reassure her mother, she nodded gently.
"As for Zhixing, your misunderstanding is too outrageous," Yin Wenxi chuckled. "Quickly give him a call and tell him you're coming home for dinner tonight!"
"I don't want to!" Jiang Can pouted and hugged her mother from behind, pressing her face against her mother's back.
"I'm having dinner with my mom tonight!"
"You've been home for three days straight!" Yin Wenxi deliberately put on a stern face. "I'm sick of the same dishes you make! Get out of here, get out of here!"
"Mom, you're so mean! My cooking skills are so amazing, and you actually say you're tired of it? Huo Zhixing eats it every day and doesn't get tired of it..."
As soon as she spoke, she met Yin Wenxi's smiling gaze.
Jiang Can blushed and took the watering can to water the flowers.
"Alright, you're going to drown all my flowers!"
...
Meanwhile, Huo Zhixing was rushing to Yufeng Media.
Fang Han was driving, occasionally glancing at the boss's expression in the rearview mirror.
It was gloomy and scary, even scarier than the times he ruined his plans!
When Fang Han inadvertently caught Huo Zhixing glancing at him, he immediately became extremely alert, switching between the brake and accelerator smoothly without any hesitation.
"Young...Young Master," he called out tentatively.
"Speak!" Huo Zhixing said impatiently.
Fang Han licked his lips, trying his best to keep his voice from trembling.
"Um, Mr. Fu called back."
"Did Can Can go to work today?"
"No, Mr. Fu said... said that Miss Jiang took annual leave."
"What do you mean by approving annual leave!" Huo Zhixing almost ripped the roof off the car. "Didn't she used to hate it when her employees would come to her with annual leave slips for her to sign? Didn't she always berate those who asked for leave?"
Fang Han gave an awkward smile, "Well... perhaps Miss Jiang is an exception."
Huo Zhixing slammed his fist on the car door.
Fang Han finally managed to drive the car to the Yufeng Media building, albeit with some difficulty.
However, as soon as Huo Zhixing entered the hall, he found that someone had arrived with him. He was taken aback, took a few steps to catch up, stood in front of the person, his gaze deep and cold, and slightly curled his lips.
"Chairman Yin?"
Yin Ruohong was also taken aback, not expecting to run into him here.
Old Chen and Fang Han greeted each other, then both turned to look at the big shot beside them.
"What brings Chairman Yin here?"
Yin Ruohong remained silent, intentionally avoiding his gaze.
Huo Zhixing sneered, "You're here to see my mother, aren't you? If you need her, just tell me!"
"I have some private matters to discuss with Mr. Fu, which I cannot disclose to the Third Young Master."
Private matters? Ha!
Is it a private matter about recognizing relatives?
Huo Zhixing's eyes darkened, and the smile on his lips became even more mocking.
Just a few days ago, because he spoke up for Yin Ruohong, saying he had "his own reasons," he's still not able to hug his wife.
The old man wants to claim his relatives? Not so easy!
Huo Zhixing felt suffocated just thinking about these things, and he vented all his pent-up anger from the past few days on Yin Ruohong.
"President Yin is from Southeast Asia, so he probably doesn't know our family rules, does he? My mother doesn't meet just anyone!"
Yin Ruohong was stunned. Although this little brat was usually a bit hostile towards him, he had never been so arrogant as he was today!
"Huo Zhixing, what do you mean by this?"
Huo Zhixing stepped forward and blocked his path.
He was a head taller than the old man, looking down at him from a superior position.
"What, Chairman Yin, can't you understand Yangcheng dialect, or can't you understand human speech?"
"you……"
"Can't you be a little more open and honest? What kind of man are you if you have to hide everything?" Huo Zhixing roared.
Yin Ruohong's lips trembled with anger, her face flushed red, and after a long while she roared, "Huo Zhixing!"
"You little bastard, how did Fu Xiuyu raise you? Is this how you talk to your elders?"
"If elders don't act like elders, then they don't deserve respect!"
"you!"
Yin Ruohong reached for the silver needles, but Old Chen rushed forward and hugged him tightly. "Chairman, calm down! Calm down!"
Huo Zhixing stared at him coldly.
Ha, old man, you want to fight?
Anyway, now the enemy is in the open while we are in the dark. He knows that Yin Ruohong is Jiang Can's biological father, but Yin Ruohong does not know that his son-in-law already knows his identity!
Huo Zhixing's lips curled into a cold smile.
Since nothing has been made clear, he can act recklessly. Maybe by forcing him like this, he can even force Yin Ruohong to acknowledge his daughter!
"What, you want to hit me?" Huo Zhixing stood imposingly in front of him. "Go ahead and hit me!"
"I……"
"President, calm down!"
"Young Master, please don't do this!"
"You little brat, today I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your mother!"
"You old bastard, do you know how badly you've ruined me? And you still dare to yell like that!"
"President..."
"Young Master..."
Old Chen and Fang Han desperately tried to pull the two back, and the scene gradually got out of control.
However, a sweet voice suddenly rang out.
What are you doing?
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