Although he joined the army at a young age and didn't have much experience in the civilian world, don't forget that he has a brilliant mind.
"Yes, I believe you can make a living, you just need to watch the door. When someone comes, you have to open the car door for them, and you have to bow and scrape all the time. But are you crazy? Why would you give up a perfectly good life and demean yourself like that?" Yang Ziyun was so angry that she started to speak recklessly.
Colonel Huo reached out and put his arm around his mother's shoulder, saying with a playful grin, "Grandma, who said your son would necessarily become a security guard? Let me tell you, if I hadn't joined the army, I would definitely have a business empire by now, believe it or not?"
"You?" Yang Ziyun glanced at him, clearly not believing him. "Then I'd rather believe that sows can climb trees."
Huo Qingfeng shrugged, not particularly concerned. "Grandma, I'm thirty-two years old. It would be unfair to you to expect me to feed myself. So, don't worry about my livelihood. And don't worry about me getting married. Just take good care of Grandpa and have some fun, okay?"
"Qingfeng, don't be so naive. Not to mention me, even your father would never agree to Ruoke entering the Huo family. You should give up on this idea as soon as possible! If you continue to be so stubborn, your father won't be as kind as I am to persuade you. You know his methods. At that point, let alone whether you two can be together, it's not even certain whether you can protect Ruoke!"
Yang Ziyun lost all interest in offering kind advice and simply stated her position clearly.
Huo Qingfeng accurately tossed the half-eaten apple into the trash can, grabbed a tissue to wipe his hands, and looked up at his mother with a serious expression, his playful grin gone.
"Grandma, let me make this clear today. I will never give up on Ruoke, not in this lifetime! I hope you will not do anything to hurt Ruoke, because I don't want us, mother and son, father and son, to become enemies one day."
He certainly wouldn't physically harm his parents, but he couldn't guarantee that what he did wouldn't damage their so-called interests!
"You...you're insane!" Yang Ziyun slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at him. "For a woman, you'd abandon your parents, wouldn't you?"
“I want it. But I also want Ruoke.” Huo Qingfeng slowly stood up and met his mother’s gaze. His tone of voice remained unquestionable.
"Fine! Fine! I won't say anything more to you. Do whatever you want. If you anger your father, you'd better see how you handle the consequences!" Yang Ziyun slammed the door and left.
Huo Qingfeng slowly sat back on the sofa, rubbing his temples; he also felt a headache coming on. Why couldn't they accept Ruo Ke? They had never seriously spent time with her, so how could they know how good she was?
It's truly a cruel twist of fate. If it were my late father, Cangwei, who had met Ruoke, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
Huo Qingfeng leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.
He knew his mother's words weren't entirely threats; he knew his father's methods. Now, the whole matter wasn't just about whether he and Ruoke would be accepted by their families; it had escalated to a matter of General Huo and the Huo family's reputation. His father, a veteran of countless battles with illustrious achievements, wouldn't tolerate such a loss of face. And his grandfather, who had led troops during the War of Resistance, was even less likely to tolerate it!
And then there's Cang Weiwo, who's eyeing him covetously; he can't just let go like that. Just like he said, he's determined to get Ruoke. This will be a tough battle.
Their path ahead is fraught with obstacles. I can only hope he can truly protect Ruoke completely. No matter what, I must ensure she doesn't get hurt.
Huo Qingfeng picked up his car keys and went out again.
...
"Wife, what do you think we should do? How about I arrest that woman and hand her over to Cang Wei?" Huo Zhixun's old face had never looked so troubled.
Yang Ziyun rolled her eyes at him. "Do you really want to be enemies with your son? Look how protective Qingfeng is of her. If we give her to Cang Weiwo, with Qingfeng's personality, he might never acknowledge us again. He's our only son. You might be willing to part with him, but I certainly won't!"
"What should we do? Are we just going to let that brat run wild and disgrace the Huo family for a woman? You may be able to afford to lose face, but I can't!" Huo Zhixun was also anxious.
Yang Ziyun pulled him to sit down. "Sit down first, what's the rush?" She patted the general's chest with her delicate hand, soothing the tyrant.
“We can’t arrest her and hand her over to Cang Weiwo, nor can we just arrest her and send her away, but we can find a way to force her to leave, right? Since she chose to leave on her own, it has nothing to do with us, and Qingfeng naturally can’t hold us accountable.”
Huo Zhixun chuckled. "My wife, you always have a way with things. So, how do we force her to leave?"
Yang Ziyun pursed her lips and thought for a while, her eyes darting around. Then she leaned close to the general's ear and whispered something for a while.
"Ultimately, I still want our Huo and Gu families to maintain a long-term good relationship. This would also greatly benefit Qingfeng's future, wouldn't it?"
The general nodded vigorously. "Yes, my wife is right!"
"Let's go then, we'll go pick them up." Yang Ziyun stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes.
After walking a few steps, Yang Ziyun added, "You have to take it easy. Don't let your blood rush to your head and you act recklessly, okay?"
"Yes, I'll listen to my wife. I'll do whatever she tells me to do."
"loquacious!"
"..."
When Ling Ruoke saw Yang Ziyun and his wife appear, her heart skipped a beat. She took a step back warily, fearing that they would arrest her and send her directly to a car or plane to a place she knew nothing about and that no one could find her.
"If you'd like, get in the car. I don't want them to help you get in; everyone's watching. Don't worry, it's just going home," Yang Ziyun said, stepping forward with a smile.
Ling Ruoke looked at her, swallowed hard, and took a step back. "Qingfeng said he would come to pick me up, and class hasn't ended yet. So... you guys go back first, I'll wait for Qingfeng to pick me up."
"Stop wasting your breath on her. Qiao Fei, Chen Zhiqiang, get her to the car." The general didn't have such a good temper; he twisted his neck and took action.
The two of them quickly shoved Ruoke into the car.
The car remained quiet throughout the journey; no one spoke.
Ling Ruoke was surprised to find that they were indeed driving home. She was even more astonished that Yang Ziyun hadn't tried to persuade her to leave Qingfeng anymore. She naturally didn't think they were just going to let it go, but she couldn't figure out what they were up to. A sense of unease crept into her heart. Her fingers intertwined, twisting unconsciously.
When they got home, they didn't do anything to her, but they wouldn't let her leave the house, and they took her phone away. They were on high alert, which was quite unsettling.
Ling Ruoke sat on the sofa, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Finally, she had no choice but to retreat to the kitchen to cook and wash vegetables. No one bothered her; it was as if as long as she stayed obediently in the house and didn't contact the outside world, they wouldn't care about her.
Huo Qingfeng drove to the school, only to be told that Ruo Ke had already gone home. He called, and his mother answered. He hurriedly picked up the little one and sped home. If it weren't for the fact that his Hummer was decent, the car would have been flying.
Throughout the journey, he paid no attention to Fu'an's babbling and kept a dark expression on his face.
Once downstairs, I picked up the little guy and rushed upstairs in a few strides.
At the same time, Ling Ruoke was inexplicably pulled out of the kitchen. Before she could ask anything, a dark gun barrel was pressed against her temple. She remembered that it was this very gun that had smashed Qingfeng's head and left him bleeding profusely last night.
As soon as Huo Qingfeng entered the room, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa. Ruo Ke was being held by her father, a dark gun barrel pressed against her head. His face immediately darkened. "Father, what are you doing?"
"Either you come back to B City with us, or I'll shoot her dead!"
Huo Qingfeng looked at the gun, then slowly turned his head to look at his mother. "Mom, don't force me."
At that moment, Qiao Fei hurriedly brought Xiao Fu'an into the room and closed the door.
"Qingfeng, aren't you forcing us too?" Yang Ziyun stood up, looked at him, and sighed. Their lives, which should have been peaceful, were turned into a living hell because of a woman.
Huo Qingfeng looked at Ruo Ke's clear, bright eyes, remaining expressionless. "What if I choose neither?" He didn't want to go back to B City with them, because it certainly wouldn't be as simple as just going back for a visit. He also didn't want Ruo Ke to be shot in the head; that was something he absolutely wouldn't allow to happen.
"You must choose." The speaker was the general. "I know you're far more skilled than me. Well, you can try and see if your movements are faster, or my trigger pull is faster. Don't think I'm afraid to fight. I went to the battlefield in my teens, fighting through hail of bullets, escaping death countless times. What do I have to fear!"
Huo Qingfeng's body, poised to strike, slowly relaxed. He trusted his own skills, but he also understood that rescuing Ruoke safely this time wouldn't solve the problem once and for all. His father would still find a way to take her away again. He didn't want Ruoke to keep reliving this nightmare; that would be too cruel for her.
In situations like this, he believed in an eye for an eye. But the other party was his parents; he couldn't hold a gun to his mother's head!
"Let her go, and I'll agree." Things need a complete resolution. He couldn't let Ruoke live in constant fear; that would be too unfair to her.
"Qingfeng..." Ling Ruoke called him softly. He had agreed to go back with them, but had he given up after all? She lowered her eyes sadly, trying not to let the tears fall.
Huo Zhixun put the gun away. His son was a soldier, so he wasn't afraid that his son was treacherous.
Huo Qingfeng rushed forward and pulled Ruo Ke into his arms. Looking at his mother, he asked, "When are we leaving?"
"Soon. The plane is already waiting at the airport, just waiting for us to get there."
"Give me some time. Also, Fu'an must stay." Before he finished speaking, Huo Qingfeng pulled Ruo Ke into the room.
As soon as she closed the door, Ling Ruoke broke free from his grasp and rushed over to hug his waist. "Qingfeng, are you really going back? You...you really want to leave me?"
She couldn't hold back her tears. She knew he was forced; he had no choice. But she didn't want to be separated from him!
Huo Qingfeng cupped her face in his hands, kissing away her tears. His heart ached, but this wasn't the time for tenderness. "Ruoke, remember what I'm saying now. I'm going back with them to resolve this completely. I don't want you to live in fear, like you're living a stolen life. I don't know how long it will take, but I will definitely resolve it. So, don't overthink it. After I get back, call Tan Peishi over, and you two, along with Fu'an, can live a good life together."
Ling Ruoke bit her lip, knowing he wouldn't abandon her, but she still couldn't hold back her tears.
“My parents will definitely come up with a lot of tricks to separate us. No matter what you hear or see, don’t believe it. If you have any problems, call Xuan Yuanqi. He will help you. If you can, wait for me to come back. Then no one will bother our lives anymore.”
Ling Ruoke shook her head, speechless. Fear gripped her heart; she didn't know if it was a woman's intuition acting up, but she was terrified they would be separated like this! "Don't go, please?"
Huo Qingfeng lowered his head and touched her forehead to his. Her tears pained him deeply. But the matter needed to be resolved; it couldn't be dragged on and hidden like this.
"If possible, don't do this! It's just a temporary separation, trust me! You just need to trust me!"
Ling Ruoke looked at him through teary eyes for a long, long time before finally nodding. She understood that the current situation was also a torment for him. She raised her hand and wiped away her tears.
“Qingfeng, I want to…” She lowered her eyes, unsure how to tell him.
Huo Qingfeng reached out and lifted her chin, looking at her evasive eyes with confusion. "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't tell me?"
Ling Ruoke didn't dare look him in the eye, but suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it against her chest. "I...I want to give myself to you, right now!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her face flushed crimson. Her head was almost buried in her chest, as if she wanted to disappear into a hole. A vague, ominous premonition lingered in her heart, making her desperately want to prove through physical intimacy that everything was just her imagination. They wouldn't be separated!
Huo Qingfeng saw through her thoughts at a glance, cupped her face again, and forced her to look him in the eye. "Ruoke, you still don't believe me."
"No!" Ling Ruoke shook her head violently, tears welling up again. "I believe you. But I want to give myself to you, I want to belong to you. At this moment, that's what I think! If you don't want it, then I'll find someone else!"
She angrily tried to push him away.
Even though he knew she was using reverse psychology, Huo Qingfeng couldn't help but get anxious. He pulled her into a hug and lowered his head to kiss her lips. Because of her tears, her lips tasted salty, but they were very soft.
Ling Ruoke seemed like a different person. She no longer shyly accepted his passion, but became extremely bold. Her delicate tongue kept entwining with his, and her small hands boldly explored his strong body, but she was obviously clumsy and had no skill.
She had no experience; her hands were groping haphazardly, her movements somewhat rough, like a clumsy little animal. Completely haphazardly, she tugged at his clothes, then his belt…
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