Chapter 109
Huo Jingzhou hummed in agreement and stood there as if waiting for her.
Wen Xin had no choice but to take small steps and walk over.
The study door was closed again, and You Yuan's eyes gleamed with gossip: Tsk tsk, the young marshal is too impatient.
Upon hearing the young girl's voice, he hurriedly opened the door to greet her.
However, You Yuan was also a little worried. Although the young marshal was very passionate about Miss Wen, he always maintained that cold and dignified demeanor. Wouldn't that scare the young girl?
Most girls probably prefer the gentle and refined pretty boy type, right?
In this regard, the second young master, whose character is questionable, seems to fit the bill better, right?
Um... You Yuan silently sweated for his young marshal, wondering if he should send one of the generals who was already married to give the young marshal some advice.
He also hoped that the second young master would step up his game and hurry up and go all out to court disaster!
After all, it's better to court death than to actually be killed by the young marshal, right?
...
Inside the study, Wen Xin was a little embarrassed, her head hanging low, not daring to look at him.
She handed the food box forward slightly and said softly and timidly, "Young Marshal, I... I've come to bring you a late-night snack."
Huo Jingzhou looked down at the girl in front of him. Her skin was extremely white, like a delicate doll made of snow. Her curled eyelashes fluttered, and her bright red lips were slightly pursed. She was so shy and cute that it made people's hearts flutter.
The Xiuhe dress, consisting of a top and a skirt, completely concealed her beautiful figure, revealing only a slender, white swan neck.
Huo Jingzhou's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of regret in them.
She looks even more beautiful in a cheongsam, her snow-capped peaks are surrounded by snow, her slender waist is so thin that it can be grasped in one hand, and her fair and beautiful legs are faintly visible.
But she's still in mourning, so she probably doesn't have the energy to dress up.
Huo Jingzhou figured that given the girl's filial piety, she probably wouldn't wear brightly colored dresses for the next three years. However, he could order more elegant cheongsams for her.
He spent money to dress up the girl he liked, which satisfied Huo Jingzhou's male vanity perfectly, and his eyes were burning with desire.
Huo Shaoshuai raised his hand and tugged at his collar. He always buttoned his military uniform collar tightly, which made him look serious and ascetic. He had never thought of it before, but now he felt a little stifled.
Hmm, when a man and a woman are alone in a room, and it's the same person in their heart, the air always feels a little stuffy.
Unfortunately, Wen Xin had her head down and didn't realize that the man in front of her was actually a beast in human clothing.
Huo Jingzhou had many wicked thoughts about "abducting young girls" flash through his mind, but it was only for a moment.
He took the food box from the girl's hand, so as not to embarrass her further.
He calmly thanked him, walked to the table next to him, and took out the noodles.
Huo Jingzhou invited her to sit down.
Wen Xin originally wanted to sit opposite him, but when she saw him point to the seat next to him, she paused. Remembering her nanny's words, she took small, quick steps and obediently sat down next to him.
Although the noodles are vegetarian, Wen Xin made a vegetarian topping to make them less bland.
Huo Jingzhou could tell that the girl had put a lot of thought into preparing the late-night snack for him. A faint smile appeared in his eyes as he asked her, "Have you eaten?"
"No, I don't usually eat at night. I asked Sergeant Zheng from the mess hall, and he said you usually have a midnight snack, so I made noodles for you. I just don't know if it suits your taste?"
She sat in the chair, looking both obedient and charming, her voice as sweet as honey.
The constant use of the honorific "you" made Huo Shaoshuai somewhat disheartened.
Does she really treat him like an elder?
However, upon seeing the little girl's clear, expectant eyes, Huo Jingzhou didn't say much, lest he dampen her enthusiasm.
He picked up his chopsticks and quickly but elegantly finished the whole bowl of noodles, showing her with his actions that the noodles she made were exactly to his liking.
Wen Xin's eyes brightened, and a gentle smile appeared on her fair face, making her feel much more relaxed.
Huo Jingzhou glanced at her smiling face a few more times, afraid that she would notice, he lowered his eyes and poured two cups of tea, placing one in front of her, and said casually, "It's been a long time since I've had vegetarian noodles, they taste good."
Wen Xin blinked and tentatively asked, "Then I'll cook for you again tomorrow night?"
Huo Jingzhou raised an eyebrow, his voice slightly gentler, "You can have the kitchen prepare it for you."
His intention was to have the young girl come to him, not to make her tired.
The kitchen was smoky, and he couldn't bear to let this delicate person go in too much.
Those delicate, jade-like hands could hold a round fan, a pen, or a musical instrument, but they shouldn't be worn down by life.
The little girl he cherished in his heart naturally deserved to be pampered and given the best of everything.
Wen Xin shook her head, "I used to make it for my father all the time."
Huo Jingzhou looked at her and hummed in agreement.
Wen Xin was just about to clear the dishes and leave so as not to disturb him while he was busy with his work when she heard him say to her, "Come with me for a moment."
Although Wen Xin didn't understand, she still obediently followed behind him.
Huo Jingzhou took out a box and handed it to her.
She didn't answer, but just looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Huo Jingzhou said, "The land deeds on South Street in Biancheng and the account books of the Wen family's grain shop."
Wen Xin was taken aback. The Wen family had been entrenched in Biancheng for hundreds of years, with a strong foundation. The most prosperous commercial street in Biancheng used to be owned by the Wen family.
Later, the Wen family scaled back their businesses and rented out many shops, but the land still belonged to them. Every year, they could make a fortune just by collecting rent.
Grain shops were the core industry of the Wen family. Not only in Biancheng, but also half of the grain transactions in the north and south of the Yangtze River had to go through the Wen family.
The importance of Wenfu is self-evident. After the Ghost Army attacked Biancheng, they rushed to Wenfu and massacred people. Their purpose was to cut off most of the food supply chain between the North and South Rivers, so that the armies of Huo and Dai would be hesitant to act and could not stop their invasion.
As a result, Wen's father only had time to tell the wet nurse to take his daughter and escape quickly, while he was brutally murdered at home by the ghost army in order to buy time for his daughter.
Huo Jingzhou felt increasingly contemptuous of the Dai family. Not only were they cowardly enough to flee without a fight, but they were also incredibly stupid enough to abandon the Wen family. It was clear that the Dai family's brains had been devoured by the Ghost Army.
Huo Jingzhou had long known that the Ghost Army would eventually make a move against Nanbeijiang, and had been keeping an eye on it. However, he did not expect the Dai family to be so useless.
After all, Biancheng was not Huo family territory before. He was able to arrive so quickly because he had planned ahead, but it was a great pity that he couldn't save Wen's father.
It wasn't just for the food supply to the North and South Rivers, but also because of the young girl beside him.
Wen Xin was unaware of Huo Jingzhou's regrets, and even if she had, she would never have blamed him for failing to save her father.
On what grounds?
Putting aside the fact that the Wen family is not under the protection of the Huo family, hasn't Huo Jingzhou done enough?
If it weren't for him, how could Wen Xin, a frail young girl, have survived under the Ghost Army?
How could the Wen family mansion be so well preserved? And how could Wen's father be given such a grand funeral?
It was probably looted by the ghost army long ago, and then burned to the ground!
Moreover, if it were any other warlord power, would the vast wealth and industries stored by the Wen family still be able to return to her hands?
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