098 confirmed it with a glance; it was his child.
Xie Yaoyao waited and waited for ten minutes before she saw Xie Ziyu and Huo Yanxi coming from the corridor.
Xie Ziyu ran ahead angrily, while Huo Yanxi followed behind him at a leisurely pace.
Xie Ziyu ran into the restaurant and threw himself into Xie Yaoyao's arms, crying his heart out.
"Mommy, Old Deng hit me, waaaaah, you have to stand up for me, waaaaah!"
When he cried, Doubao would bark and swarm around his legs, making quite a scene.
Xie Yaoyao immediately looked at Huo Yanxi, her gaze filled with reproach, "You hit him?"
Huo Yanxi hadn't expected Xie Ziyu to come to Xie Yaoyao to complain. He helplessly raised his hand, "If I said I just lightly patted his butt, would you believe me?"
Xie Ziyu burst into tears, "Mommy, he spanked my bottom until it's all swollen, waaaaah..."
Xie Yaoyao bent down and picked up Xie Ziyu, comforting him while looking at Huo Yanxi.
"Mr. Huo, what's going on?"
Huo Yanxi was speechless and could not defend himself. "I apologize."
In this situation, arguing with a child would be too low-class; he wouldn't do it.
Xie Yaoyao raised her chin slightly. "President Huo, the child isn't yours. You don't care, but I hope you'll think twice before you take any action next time. Okay, Yubao, don't cry."
She coaxed him gently, completely unaware that Xie Ziyu was all bark and no bite.
He howled loudly, but not a single tear fell from his eyes.
Seeing Huo Yanxi being scolded, he even raised his head and gave him a provocative smile.
Huo Yanxi: "..."
I recognized him by his eyes; it was his child.
That cheeky, cocky look of his just needs to be dealt with.
After coaxing Xie Ziyu, Xie Yaoyao placed him on a chair. Fortunately, it was summer, so the food didn't cool down too quickly.
Huo Yanxi sat in the main seat. While eating, he said to Xie Yaoyao, "I have to go out today. If I can't come back tonight, I will send you a message."
Xie Yaoyao was a little confused. "Is President Huo reporting his itinerary to me?"
That shouldn't be the case. Huo Yanxi never reported to her where he went or when he would return.
Did they take the wrong medicine?
"Well, I'm afraid that if you cook for me tonight, it will be a waste if I don't come back to eat," Huo Yanxi said openly.
Xie Yaoyao nodded. "Okay, I'll wait for your message."
Hearing this, Huo Yanxi felt much better. Even though he had been betrayed by his own son, he was still happy.
After all, he's the kind of person who loves everything about someone else.
After finishing his meal, Huo Yanxi took a tissue to wipe his mouth and hands, and said, "I'm leaving."
Xie Yaoyao was serving food to Xie Ziyu, saying without looking up, "Okay, Mr. Huo, be careful."
Huo Yanxi watched as she devoted herself to taking care of Xie Ziyu, without even glancing at him.
His thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
That's all.
Since the person was already right under his nose, how could he let her get away?
Huo Yanxi turned around and left the restaurant dejectedly.
Soon, the black Bentley in the courtyard started its engine and slowly drove out of No. 22 Victoria Peak.
Inside the car, Huo Yanxi instructed Lao Lin, "Go to Shenzhen."
Last night, he confirmed that Xie Yaoyao was the lover he had been searching for for many years. Today, he will go to the small fishing village in person to investigate what exactly happened back then and why Manman has changed so much.
Old Lin entered the address into the navigation system and simultaneously notified the bodyguards following behind that they were going to their destination.
When Huo Yanxi arrived at the small fishing village, it was already past 1 p.m. The village is now a popular spot for internet celebrities to take photos and has long lost the desolation it had more than ten years ago.
With the changing times and the influence of capital, this small fishing village has come into the public eye.
Five years ago, after Huo Yanxi took complete control of the Huo Group, the first project he undertook was to operate a small fishing village.
He preserved the original style and characteristics of the small fishing village, while also funding the construction of Fugu Avenue to make transportation between the village and the outside world convenient.
At the same time, a food street and an art street were built, attracting food bloggers and travel bloggers to come and take photos.
He also recruited a thousand food and travel bloggers to post articles related to the small fishing village at different times and share them on various social media platforms.
Gradually, the small fishing village became popular online, and its boathouse-style guesthouses received unanimous praise from tourists.
Takoyaki, sea urchin omelets, and many other local delicacies from small fishing villages have also been promoted.
Now, the local residents of the small fishing village have a source of income, unlike more than ten years ago when they were isolated by poor transportation and lived a meager fishing life.
Huo Yanxi returned to this land and gradually felt at ease.
The village chief had already received the news and came over with the village officials to greet them. The group exchanged pleasantries.
"Mr. Huo, thanks to your help in planning the future of our small fishing village five years ago, and your funding for the construction of such a unique road, our village's development today is inseparable from your support."
Who would have thought that the little beggar from back then was actually the missing heir of the renowned Huo Group?
Huo Yanxi said calmly, "Village chief, there's no need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Manman and Granny Chi for their kindness back then. It was because they took me in that our little fishing village has such a good life today."
He was thinking of the affection between the Chi family ancestors and grandchildren.
The village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Ah, back then, the small fishing village was poor, and everyone's life was very difficult."
Back then, when his wife saw Huo Yanxi rummaging through the trash for food, she had the idea of adopting him.
However, their family was so poor that they couldn't even afford to eat, and they had three young children who needed to be fed.
They were truly powerless to do anything but bring a fat fish to Grandma Chi's house each time they returned from a sea voyage, so that she could give the two children an extra meal.
Huo Yanxi said, "I know, so I don't want the next generation of this small fishing village to suffer the same hardships we did back then."
However, it was only by riding the wave of tourism that the small fishing village was able to step out and be seen by the world.
After chatting for a while, the village chief said, "I heard that President Huo is going to hold a seventh anniversary celebration for Grandma Chi. If there's anything I can do to help, I will do my best."
Huo Yanxi squinted at the distance, where the old site of the burned-down houseboat was located.
When he agreed to invest in the development of the small fishing village, he had only one condition: that the old site near the boathouse be preserved and that he would not participate in the development.
The village chief originally felt that preserving the traces of the burned-down boathouse in the overall project plan would seem out of place.
But unexpectedly, after the small fishing village was opened to tourists, this place became the most photogenic spot.
Many people come to the small fishing village to check in after seeing the old boathouse site, which boosts the village's tourism industry.
The village chief followed his gaze and asked, "Mr. Huo, would you like to take a look at the old boathouse site?"
Huo Yanxi nodded, and the group marched in a grand procession toward the site of the old boathouse.
"Village chief, are you still in contact with Manman?"
The village chief looked nervous. "Mr. Huo, Xiaoman went to develop her career in the mainland and hasn't come back since."
"Has he really never come back?" Huo Yanxi stopped and turned to look at the village chief.
The village chief was tall and strong, fifty years old, and apart from being a little hunched over, he was not thin.
At this moment, however, he was overwhelmed by Huo Yanxi's height and his aura weakened.
The village chief lowered his head, avoiding his gaze, and said, "No, no."
Huo Yanxi curled his lips, "No wonder you don't know about her recent news."
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