Huo Zhixing walked out of the ward, feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.
Although Qiu Yu's death had nothing to do with him, he always felt a sense of guilt, as if "if I hadn't killed Bo Ren, Bo Ren would have died because of me."
He stood at the hospital entrance for a long time, smoked a cigarette in the open space, and then saw several police officers hurriedly walk into the inpatient department.
Given the amount of drugs Yin Shaoqing trafficked, even the death penalty would be considered lenient.
After finishing his cigarette, Huo Zhixing looked up at the night sky. It was time to leave all this messy stuff behind and go back to his wife.
"Young Master." Fang Han walked over from not far away, seemingly having something to say.
Huo Zhixing glanced at him and chuckled softly, "You went to investigate Huo Zhishu's matter?"
Fang Han smiled slightly and nodded.
As the Third Young Master's excellent lackey, he naturally had to be at the forefront in everything.
He had already begun investigating the moment he heard Huo Zhishu's name outside the ward.
"Not bad." Huo Zhixing patted him on the shoulder. "Finally, you've done something that shows you have good judgment."
"..." Fang Han was speechless. When had he ever been so clueless, except for ruining his and Jiang Can's good time?
"Tell me, what have you found out?"
“I asked Uncle Cen, and Uncle Cen knows a bit about what happened back then.” Fang Han cleared his throat. “Uncle Cen said that our fourth young master didn’t do anything to that girl at all… The murder that happened at the bar that night was a complete accident, but there were families at the school that had a grudge against the Huo family, and those people used this incident to make a big fuss. The fourth young master was timid, so he ran back on his own.”
Huo Zhixing gave a muffled "hmm".
That damn Huo Zhishu, always so gentlemanly to girls, and now he's gotten himself into trouble with that mad dog Yin Shaoqing.
And that English name, Mark, is it really that hard to introduce yourself as "Huo Zhishu"?
Huo Zhixing's expression gradually turned grim.
"Go and find out where Qiu Yu is buried, and put a bouquet of flowers in front of her tombstone."
"Okay, I understand."
"Hmm." Huo Zhixing turned and walked away, but stopped after a couple of steps and took a deep sniff of his body.
There seems to be a slight smell of smoke on the jacket...
Huo Zhixing turned to Fang Han and said, "Go get the car."
"Huh?" Fang Han was taken aback.
"Have the Minghuang family reserve a room for me, I'm going to take a shower."
“Young Master…” Fang Han was both amused and exasperated, “Well, the Minghuang Family is now under the young mistress’s management. As soon as you enter the hotel, the front desk will immediately send a message to the young mistress that you’ve booked a room…”
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Huo Zhixing's eyes widened. "Who are you saying booked a room?!"
"No, no, young master, I just... wanted to give you a heads-up."
Huo Zhixing's head was about to explode.
However, Fang Han is right; going to a hotel to take a shower is indeed inappropriate. Can Can is currently pregnant, and it's said that pregnant women are highly sensitive. His going to a hotel might not be a problem under normal circumstances, but in this situation where pregnancy is said to make one forgetful for three years… the outcome is hard to predict.
It's better to avoid trouble than to go to a hotel.
But I need to wash off this smell of smoke!
Huo Zhixing looked at Fang Han, and after a long while, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
Fang Han immediately had a bad feeling. "Young Master, you wouldn't be thinking of..."
"I'm going to your house!" These three words were spoken with a firm and resounding tone.
Fang Han was almost killed by his words; his legs went weak and he nearly lost his balance.
"No way?" Huo Zhixing raised an eyebrow.
"Okay...it's fine," Fang Han said with a forced smile. "It's just that the house is a bit messy, and there are some little cuties..."
Ever since Fang Han held the fat orange cat a few times, he has become particularly interested in cats. He took in all twenty-odd stray cats in the neighborhood and provided them with good food and drink, hiring people to take care of them.
So when Huo Zhixing entered his house, he was dumbfounded.
These aren't a litter of cute little ones, they're clearly a litter of chubby orange cats eyeing their prey!
He just wanted to take a shower...
"Fang Han, you..." Huo Zhixing stared at him in disbelief, then suddenly roared—
"Are you planning to put these things into Xi Garden one by one?!"
Fang Han trembled all over. What could he do but look at him with a forced smile?
...
Huo Zhixing barely managed to finish his shower and quickly returned to Xiyuan.
Jiang Can was still awake, tossing and turning in bed. When Huo Zhixing entered the bedroom and saw the small bulge under the covers, his heart surged with excitement. He lifted the covers, lay down, and embraced her from behind.
"Don't move, I'll hold you for a while." His hand was around her waist, touching her lower abdomen.
Their treasures are inside.
Huo Zhixing smiled slightly, pressed his chest against her back, and buried his face in her hair.
Only her familiar sweet scent could drive away the bad mood brought on by those unpleasant things.
Jiang Can felt cold when he wasn't back, but when he came back and snuggled up to her, her body heat rose steadily, and she felt much warmer.
"Hmm..." Jiang Can smiled, turned to face him, and snuggled into his arms like a kitten.
Huo Zhixing lifted his clothes and placed her little feet on his belly to warm them.
"Honey," he frowned, "why are you always so cold?"
"I guess this is how it is during pregnancy," Jiang Can replied lazily. "I've always felt cold since I got pregnant. But thinking about it, it makes sense. With the baby taking up some of my heat, I naturally don't have enough body heat."
"Oh, so it was this little brat causing trouble!" Huo Zhixing's eyes widened. "Wife, don't worry, I'll help you beat him up!"
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