After breakfast, Huo Qingfeng accompanied his mother out. Before leaving, he pulled Ruo Ke aside and kissed her, saying, "Wife, don't worry about anything, I'll take care of everything, okay?"
Ling Ruoke tried to smile, but the smile vanished the moment he turned around.
She was constantly worried that Cang Weiwo would appear, so she dared not accept Qingfeng's marriage proposal, fearing that it would implicate him. Little did she expect that the obstacle between them wasn't just Cang Weiwo's refusal to let go, but also the heavy opposition from the Huo family. In their eyes, she, a divorced woman, was unworthy of Huo Qingfeng.
She didn't know what kind of family Huo Qingfeng came from; in fact, she dared not find out. She feared it was an extremely prominent family, in which case their marriage would be more than just a matter between the two of them. Now it seemed that all of this had come true, like a nightmare.
Ling Ruoke clenched her fists tightly; she wouldn't give up so easily! This was her happiness, and she couldn't let go because of what others said! As long as Qingfeng's heart remained unchanged, she would persevere!
"Mommy? Mommy, are you unhappy?" The little guy hugged her leg and called her several times, but didn't get a response.
Ling Ruoke snapped out of her daze, slowly squatted down, and touched his rosy cheeks. "Little Fu'an, do you want to stay with Mommy forever?"
"Yes!" The little guy nodded without even thinking and reached out to hug her neck.
"Okay, Mommy will try her best too, we'll be together forever!"
"Um!"
The mother and son pressed their faces together, revealing adorable smiles, filling the room with warmth.
...
Huo Qingfeng drove his mother out and stopped at a coffee shop.
He knew from the questions his mother asked Ruoke that morning that she already knew about Ruoke's divorce. Since it had already happened, there was absolutely no reason to run away. Dealing with it sooner would put Ruoke at ease. His wife was terrified by his mother. The past remained a hurdle in Ruoke's heart; even if she overcame it, it would still be a forbidden zone she couldn't easily approach.
"Mom, I know you have something to say to me. I'm listening, please speak."
Yang Ziyun was taken aback by her son's directness and didn't know how to respond. In truth, she was afraid her son was still unaware of the truth. No one knows a son better than his mother; once Qingfeng realized he had been deceived, no one knew what he might do.
Thinking about it this way, she hesitated. She still vividly remembered how Qingfeng behaved after Guzheng suddenly went abroad. Now that her son had become a decent person again, a single word from her could send him back to square one, or even worse.
"Mom?" Huo Qingfeng called out again when he didn't get a reply.
Yang Ziyun snapped out of her daze, took a breath, and asked cautiously, "Qingfeng, do you...do you really like Ruoke that much? You've chosen her no matter what?"
"Mom, you should know that I've known what I want since I was little. There's no way I can give up on Ruoke." Huo Qingfeng looked at his mother with unprecedented determination in his eyes.
Yang Ziyun's heart sank. She twisted her fingers, unsure of what to do. "Even... even if she has flaws, you don't mind?"
Huo Qingfeng raised an eyebrow. "Mom, what did someone say to you? Just tell me."
Yang Ziyun felt sweat beading on her forehead. Having a son who was a reconnaissance soldier—even getting him to talk was so difficult. "No, I just—"
"Mom, I want to hear the truth. I'm afraid someone has been saying bad things about Ruoke to you." Her tone was certain, with a hint of anger in it.
"This..." Never mind, I know my own son best; I can't hide it from him anyway. "I don't know who sent me these photos..."
Huo Qingfeng didn't even look at the photo, and snorted coldly, "It's a photo of Ruoke and Cang Weiwo's wedding, isn't it?"
"You knew?" Yang Ziyun was shocked again. She hadn't expected that Qingfeng actually knew! She was just sure that her son was unaware, which was why she was being so careful.
“I knew it from the beginning. But, Mom, I want Ruoke! No matter what her past is like, I want her! So, if you want to convince me to give up Ruoke, then don’t say anything. I don’t want to say anything unpleasant to you, because no one can make me give up Ruoke.”
Every word was spoken with unwavering determination.
Yang Ziyun was speechless. She had never heard her son speak to her in such a tone before. In fact, although Qingfeng had always known what he wanted, he had never fought so fiercely for anything.
"Qingfeng, you...you don't mind?"
Her son, who had never tolerated the slightest flaw since childhood, could accept Ruoke, who had once belonged to another man? She believed that if any man demanded that his woman be a virgin, then her son must be one of them!
"Mom, I met Ruoke, so I have nothing to worry about. If there is anything, it's that I didn't protect her earlier and keep her away from those harms. I didn't tell you these things not because it's a taboo subject for me, but because I don't want you to have any reason to look down on Ruoke. If I could, I would rather hide her for a lifetime, but unfortunately, some people are deliberately making things difficult for me!"
Huo Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and Yang Ziyun clearly saw what flashed through his eyes.
"Qingfeng, please don't act rashly! The person who sent the photos may just be well-intentioned, just like me, thinking you've been deceived."
But Yang Ziyun knew in her heart that this explanation wasn't convincing. Because the photos weren't sent to Qingfeng, but to herself. Regardless, she had to find a way to investigate; she couldn't let anyone threaten Qingfeng!
"Mom, I know who sent the photos. Don't worry, I'll handle this myself."
Yang Ziyun was extremely anxious. "Qingfeng, don't act impulsively, you must handle this calmly. Also, you need to be prepared that your father and grandfather will definitely not agree to you marrying a divorced woman!"
"Mom, I just hope that even if you don't stand on my side, you can at least stand in the middle!"
Huo Qingfeng understood perfectly well that his father loved his mother the most, and as long as his mother softened her stance, his father would eventually give in! With only his grandfather left, things would be much easier!
...
City A.
"What did you say?" Cang Wei slowly turned around and looked at him.
"Someone is investigating Madam's affairs, and the other party is very mysterious. We haven't found out who it is yet."
Cang Wei's face was expressionless, but his voice was extremely cold. "When did this happen?"
"Our people have been investigating for the past two days, but there's still no news."
"Continue the investigation and find out who they are! Don't let your guard down with the Blazing Flame Gang either!"
"yes!"
The man vanished as quickly as if granted a pardon, still feeling relieved. Every time he came to report news of the lady, he was either shot in the arm or the thigh, always returning wounded. This time, however, he was completely unharmed, so of course he ran as fast as he could!
Cang Wei squinted slightly, standing with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing out the window. Since the female corpse from the Blazing Flame Gang, there had been no related news. Would there be any progress this time? Every possibility was being investigated, yet there was still no trace of information!
Ling Ruoke, where have you gone? No matter where you hide, you won't escape my grasp! Even if you die, you'll die in my arms!
The thought of death made him instinctively reach out and touch the scar on his chest. The healed area seemed to throb slightly. He couldn't tell if it was just his imagination or if the wound was truly aching.
In a daze, she recalled the time he woke up injured, and she cried her heart out. Between sobs, she cried out, "Cang Weiwo, if you dare to die, I'll raise a bunch of men and let those cuckolds weigh you down until you crawl out of your grave!"
She was always gentle; this was the first time he had ever seen her so emotional. His subordinates gasped, but he felt his chest filled with a warm current, leaving no room for anything else.
Even after so long, that tearful voice still rings in my ears.
Ling Ruoke!
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