Huo Jingnan was speechless, standing there blankly.
There was a barbecue grill in front of him, and he was holding two skewers of chicken wings on the grill.
But his gaze lingered on Pei Nian's face.
He was, after all, from a wealthy and prestigious family, and had lived a life of being pampered and adored since childhood.
Later, when he joined the army, he repeatedly made military achievements with his excellent physical qualities and quick mind, and became a prominent figure in the special forces.
He was speechless after being confronted by a little girl.
He felt a little upset.
But there was an indescribable emotion in this feeling of being blocked... To be honest, he actually hoped that Pei Nian would confront him again.
Huo Jingnan snapped out of his daze.
Isn't this kind of thinking a bit twisted...?
Before he could even figure it out, Huo Junyang slapped his back hard with his big hand and shouted, "Brother Nan! Fire! Fire!"
Huo Jingnan almost jumped up.
The two skewers of chicken wings were roasted to a crisp, still sizzling and sparking!
"My goodness, Brother Nan!" Huo Junyang teased him while putting out the fire, "Have you special forces soldiers undergone particularly brutal field training? Do you have a special affinity for this kind of dark stuff?"
"You..." Huo Jingnan had no words to refute.
He looked up and saw Pei Nian's expressionless face. She turned away indifferently and gradually disappeared from his sight.
Huo Jingnan frowned and asked Huo Junyang in a soft voice, "Who... exactly is she?"
"I'm not too sure either, but she protected Xiaoyouzi before."
"Has she always been this cold?"
“Yes,” Huo Junyang said, taking a big bite of his skewer. “She said that she was born with this kind of face and doesn’t like to smile!”
Huo Jingnan was stunned for a moment, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
Her smile must be even more beautiful than the mimosa tree by the stream.
*
Huo Junyu and Jiang Mianmian's wedding date was set, and Huo Junyang and Lu Ran also held an engagement ceremony.
During this time, Jiang Mianmian's main task was to eat well, sleep well, and maintain her beauty and fitness routine. In her spare time, she would choose a wedding dress and select wedding favors so that her guests would see a radiant bride on the wedding day.
While preparing for his wedding, Huo Junyu was also busy adapting to taking over the Huo family business. Huo Zhixing took him to the company more and more often, and he attended board meetings more and more frequently.
In recent meetings, Huo Zhixing simply gave up the head seat at the conference table for him and sat on the side watching him.
When he saw his son carrying out meeting matters in an orderly manner, arranging all kinds of affairs in the company, and having mastered the important things, a sense of pride welled up from the bottom of his heart.
Everyone in the company knows that while Young Master Huo isn't as ruthless as his father, he's absolutely no less decisive and ruthless in matters of the trade.
Furthermore, it's not that Mr. Huo isn't assertive; rather, he knows how to combine kindness and firmness.
President Huo only knows how to slap people, while Little Huo always slaps someone and then gives them a sweet treat—this is exactly Jiang Can's style.
"So, Mr. Huo is the perfect match for Mr. Huo and his wife..." People in the company were all talking about it. "From now on, everyone should be extra careful at work!"
Huo Zhixing originally wanted to bring his second son into the company, but unfortunately Huo Junyang was simply not cut out for it.
Compared to the cutthroat world of business, the second young master prefers a free and unrestrained life. He studies science, loves art, and has a zest for life. Being a scientist, artist, or even a professional e-sports player would be a hundred times better than being confined to a concrete building.
Moreover, Huo Zhixing was really worried—with his second son's carefree and thoughtless personality, he could be easily fooled in the cutthroat business world and end up with nothing left.
Sometimes Jiang Can would sigh, "I wonder who Yangyang takes after..."
Huo Zhixing also had this question.
Until one day, the two of them were looking through the calligraphy and paintings left by the older generation at home, many of which were made by Huo Zhixing's father, Huo Zhanpeng.
Huo Zhixing was almost dumbfounded.
The calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, with its own unique style; the paintings are meticulous and elegant in color, making them a feast for the eyes.
There are also several porcelain vases, all designed and fired by Huo Zhanpeng himself.
The number of seal engraving works is countless.
Huo Zhixing suddenly realized: "So Yangyang took after his grandfather!"
They can do everything except scheme and plot!
Jiang Can was stunned for a moment, and the image of Huo Zhanpeng being sandwiched between his two wives at a banquet, unable to utter a sound, flashed before her eyes again...
"Uh... a bit better than his grandfather." Jiang Can smiled. "At least he won't marry two formidable wives."
"Hahaha!"
"Time really flies," Jiang Can said softly. "In the blink of an eye, the children have all grown up, and we've all grown old."
A large hand rested on her shoulder, and she leaned against that familiar and warm embrace, suddenly feeling as if she had been transported to another world.
"Honey, do you remember what we talked about before?"
"Hmm?" There are so many things I've said.
Huo Zhixing looked down at her, his eyes filled with doting affection.
He brushed a stray hair from her temple with his fingers and said gently, "We said that in the next life, and the life after that, for all eternity, we would be together forever."
"So when we finish this life, we're not actually old. Compared to eternity, we're still in our infancy."
Jiang Can laughed and snuggled closer to him.
“And another thing,” she added, “in our next life you’ll be a meatball, and I’ll be a vegetarian meatball. Even if we’re both cooked, we can still be on the same plate!”
Huo Zhixing smiled gently and placed a deep kiss on her forehead.
Only you in this world can share this tender moment.
*
While Jiang Mianmian was waiting to become a bride, Pei Nian was busy taking care of her.
She handled everything, from checking hotel venues and confirming menus to preparing drinks and communicating with wedding planners.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was getting married.
These past two days, she has been accompanying Jiang Mianmian to try on wedding dresses, from morning till night, doing her best.
Lu Lishan and Lin Yuqing were very grateful to her. After the designer left that day, they kept Pei Nian with them.
Pei Nian panicked and stared blankly at Lu Lishan, speechless for a long time.
“Pei Nian?” Jiang Mianmian tugged at her hand and smiled, “What’s wrong? I haven’t introduced you yet! These are my parents.”
"Dad, Mom, this is Pei Nian, the heroine who rescued Grandma Fu last time!"
"I've heard so much about you." Lin Yuqing smiled and shook her hand. "I've been wanting to invite you to my home. If you don't mind, why don't you have dinner here tonight?"
"I……"
Pei Nian was not used to being touched by strangers and subconsciously tried to break free.
However, when she met Lin Yuqing's kind eyes, she suddenly felt like crying.
"That's right, stay and have dinner with us!"
Pei Nian then looked at Lu Lishan.
This loud and unconventional man, though no longer young, still exudes charm, and the domineering aura between his brows is unmatched by most men.
She quietly pursed her lips, desperately trying to suppress her racing heartbeat.
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