Chapter 11

Huo Yuyan was silent for a while.

After he digested this word, he asked with some difficulty: "...love but not being able to get it?"

Shen Yuntang replied gently: "Yes."

"..." Huo Yuyan opened his mouth and closed it again, feeling that he needed to reorganize his life, "Don't tell me she's your sister?"

"That's right, I almost became your sister-in-law."

The gentler Shen Yuntang's voice was, the sadder Huo Yuyan felt.

He had never been so speechless in his life. He took a few deep breaths, held the phone in one hand and put the other hand on his waist. Finally, he freed his hand and pressed his temple, and finally he sorted out the matter.

"You mean, your sister told you that she is my...the lover I want but cannot have?"

"Isn't that right, Mr. Huo?"

Hearing this name, Huo Yuyan got goose bumps all over his body and felt that her tone was very scary.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "I didn't know I had such a tragic past. I plan to learn more about my past life."

"Oh, so you didn't know. I thought Mr. Huo hung up on me because he still had feelings for me."

Why is this blame put on him?

Huo Yuyan was furious and said in his most confident voice: "It was the secretary who hung up, not me! Shen Yuntang, you are not allowed to wrongly accuse me!"

Shen Yuntang: "Are you being mean to me again?"

Huo Yuyan: "..."

Here it comes, here it comes, and here it comes again.

Before he could figure out how to get back at his own game, he heard Shen Yuntang take the initiative: "What's wrong with the secretary? The secretary hung up on me because you don't value me! If you valued me, would she dare to hang up?"

Finally, he concluded his speech: "Huo Yuyan, you are not a human being!"

Huo Yuyan choked, and before he could even say a word to defend himself, the phone was hung up.

Huo Xihuai and the driver stared at her while she was talking on the phone, and only turned their heads away after she hung up. One of them grabbed a piece of clothing on the counter and looked at the sleeves, while the other picked up a pair of colorful laser-stitched shorts and put them on the other's waist.

Shen Yuntang threw the phone back into the bag and said coldly, "Pack the store next door as well."

The shopping guide was dumbfounded, retracted her expression of "What a complicated family", smacked her lips, and said, "Next door is a maternity and baby store."

“Can’t we pack it in a maternity and baby store?”

Seeing Shen Yuntang's expression, the salesgirl changed her words very professionally: "——Of course you can! I think that is very suitable for you and your husband... If you remarry, you can also use it again..."

Huo Yuyan looked at the hung-up screen with a breath in his throat. He was about to throw the phone away, but then he remembered that if Shen Yuntang called again later and he didn't answer, then he would be finished.

So he slowly put his hand down again.

That's ridiculous.

He can't even vent like a domineering boss, but some people suspect that he is a playboy and a bully.

Huo Yuyan sat back in his chair and consoled himself for a long time before he calmed down and called his secretary in.

The secretary was already worried about what he had just done, and all the speculations made her feel uneasy and she paced anxiously.

Did she ruin Mr. Huo's business?

Who says the wife in the note is the one at home? What if it is someone else?

It's over. If Mr. Huo can't enter the door of the golden house tonight, then her future will end here, right?

After finally hearing President Huo calling her, the secretary stood up with a start and ran towards the office like a whirlwind.

Mr. Huo's face was indeed very gloomy. The secretary's heart beat faster. She felt like she was the one who had to turn the table when the boss picked up the food and get in the car when the boss opened the door. The shadow of unemployment hung over her head.

Mr. Huo looked very unhappy. He raised his eyes and said, "Don't hang up her phone in the future. Send it to me as soon as possible."

Sure enough, it was because of this matter! The secretary secretly complained and agreed with a fake smile: "Okay, Mr. Huo, I understand."

Huo Yuyan paused, "If I were in a meeting, I really couldn't get away..."

The secretary pricked up his ears. What should he do?

Huo Yuyan said calmly, as if he had seen through life and death. "Find a man to answer the phone. Tell her I'll be back soon."

The secretary gasped, how pampered must this little darling be?

She quickly agreed, and then Huo Yuyan assigned her another task.

"Go again and sort out Shen Anguo's contact information and my interactions with him and his family."

Shen Anguo, isn’t that Shen Yuntang’s father?

From the tone of the boss cleaning up the remnants, it seems like something big is going to happen? Could this be the origin of the rift in their relationship?

The secretary realized he had grasped the truth and became more cautious in his words and actions.

There are some people you should never mess with.

After reading the information, Huo Yuyan became even more confused.

He had contact with the Shen family only three times, and twice were to discuss the wedding.

The only exception was a banquet last year. My grandfather was in poor health at the time and was eager to see him get married, so he specially organized a banquet that was called a social gathering but was actually a marriage banquet, and it was very formal.

The Shen family also attended that banquet, but he had no recollection of it. He just showed up to deal with it. He forgot whether the banquet was held in the mountains or at the seaside, and he and Shen Yuntang did not meet at that event.

So, how else could he have any contact with Shen Yuntang, the sister he had always longed for?

Huo Yuyan was puzzled and decided to ask someone to check whether he had ever had an online romance.

After hearing this request, the assistant looked at him with inexplicable awe, but not very friendly, as if he was looking at a psychopath who had just escaped from the hospital.

Huo Yuyan tugged at his collar in dissatisfaction.

Although he definitely didn't have this part in his memory.

But what if he also has a split personality?

Huo Xihuai dared not move on his way home.

Especially when he was wearing this bright orange outfit, he felt like the whole car was shining whenever he moved.

He had never attracted so much attention before. There were so many people looking at him along the way that he felt very uncomfortable.

Huo Xihuai looked up at Shen Yuntang.

I don’t know why, but she can walk freely with her head held high under such attention.

In the end, they needed two RVs to hold all the things they bought. Now, Huo Xihuai tilted his head slightly to look at the rearview mirror, only to see the two RVs following their car like followers, very obediently, sometimes forming a V-shape and sometimes forming a straight line.

Huo Xihuai shifted his gaze and looked at Shen Yuntang.

Shen Yuntang also turned his gaze over.

He quickly backed away.

Perhaps it was the dual personality that made him temporarily let go of his obsession, or it might be Shen Yuntang's behavior today that made him feel that she was not that scary. In short, Huo Xihuai was silent for a while, and finally spoke to Shen Yuntang today.

"...Miss Shen." He called out this name with a dry throat, staring out the window without blinking, "Brother must have been misunderstood."

He was sure that Huo Yuyan had no extramarital affair.

At least a year later, before I met that woman.

But by then he and Shen Yuntang had already divorced.

He didn't want Shen Yuntang's second personality to have a falling out with his brother and make his brother exhausted.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuntang replied expressionlessly: "I know."

Huo Xihuai was stunned for a moment.

Shen Yuntang sneered, "I just wanted to torment him, so that he would treat me so badly before."

Huo Xihuai: “…”

He turned his head away wordlessly.

But inexplicably, I feel that the current Shen Yuntang, who is so open and honest, is much easier to get along with than the previous one.

He touched his scarred palms.

At least, there is no need to fear the pain that may come at any time.

In addition to taking over the three stores, Shen Yuntang also almost emptied out a flower and bird market.

The yard of the Huo residence is not small, and it will certainly take more than a day or two to keep it in good shape, but Shen Yuntang has extraordinary enthusiasm and patience for all kinds of expensive things.

Flowers can be planted slowly, but money must be spent first.

The gardener we hired in the afternoon arrived, and she pulled him under the eaves to give instructions. The gardener nodded his head like a sieve, and it was unclear whether his understanding speed could keep up with her output.

After giving instructions here, she lay down on the recliner leisurely and said, "Pour me a glass of juice, cold, and it should be 4 degrees above zero when it is delivered to me."

The last person to be sent to her was Huo Xihuai.

As soon as the misty glass was placed on the table, she picked it up casually, and there was a very small area of ​​contact with Huo Xihuai's fingertips.

This made him retract his hand almost instantly and curl it up tightly.

Shen Yuntang was surprised for a moment, and looking up with the straw in his mouth to see whose hands were so cold, he took a sip of orange juice when he saw it was Huo Xihuai.

The bright sunlight shone on her chin, and when her pointed little face tilted its head back to look at him, there was a kind of cat-like curiosity and freedom.

Huo Xihuai took a glance and then hastily looked away.

"Why are you still so cold?" Shen Yuntang was a little surprised, even confused, and then gestured with his chin, "Go over there and dry your hands in the sun."

Huo Xihuai: “…”

After a pause, he still did not refute Shen Yuntang's words.

He quietly bent his knees and half-knelt in the shade, stretching out his hands to receive the sunshine of the summer sun.

The sunlight made the already white hands even whiter.

His knuckles were slightly bent, with sharp lines.

Huo Xihuai was silent but serious. He turned the fruits over several times to dry them in the sun, as if he was afraid that the temperature would be uneven.

He didn't stop until Shen Yuntang told him to.

It was not until the sun was setting that Shen Yuntang, who was watching the gardener busy with his design, remembered that he was still basking there, and called him over.

"Have you had enough sun exposure?" Shen Yuntang asked, "Let me take a look."

Just as Huo Xihuai was about to speak, she touched the back of his hand.

Feeling the temperature of her skin, she was satisfied: "Not bad, keep it up."

Huo Xihuai was stiff. She turned around and started discussing with the gardener whether to plant a three-meter or five-meter tree, as if she didn't care about the matter at all.

After a while, I even heard her discussing childcare with the gardener, and she sighed, "Taking care of children is really exhausting."

It took Huo Xihuai some time to realize that he was the "child" who was almost exhausted to death.

“…”

He doesn't understand.

Why was there a hint of helplessness behind his calm emotions?

Huo Xihuai paused, turned around and ran upstairs.

Shen Yuntang didn't notice that he disappeared, she only noticed that it was time for dinner.

Just as she sat down at the dining table, planning to have a wide-ranging and profound conversation with this close friend and gardener who understood her concepts very well, the door of the house opened.

The housekeeper said, "Miss Shen, the master is back."

Shen Yuntang paused unhappily as his conversation was interrupted.

Huo Yuyan, who had finally made up his mind to go home, had just opened the door when he met his wife's eyes across the layers of maternity pajamas and baby swimming basins in the living room.

About three minutes later, he moved his eyes up from the ground with great difficulty, his lips slightly open, staring at Shen Yuntang blankly.

She looked carefully at the man sitting opposite her who seemed to be quite respectable and elegant.

"This is……"

He moved his neck slightly and asked absentmindedly, "How many children do you want for your second marriage?"