Chapter 533 - 340 How the Huo Family Men Coax Their Wives

Chapter 533: 340 How the Huo Family Men Coax Their Wives

The night fell quietly, with the moon bright and stars scarce, save for the rustling of wind in the mountains and the occasional barking of a dog; within the entire house, it was so silent that one could hear each other’s heartbeat.

Zeyan coughed softly,

"I think Xiaowu is right; Miss Shen is still your aunt, a senior relative. Since something happened, we should take full responsibility."

"She’s starting her new job tomorrow. Given her state tonight, I’m worried she might get fired. No company likes an employee who’s a hot mess and drops the ball on their very first day."

"What happened today was indeed a coincidence and my fault, and I should take responsibility."

The man was leafing through a magazine and looked up, "How do you plan to take responsibility?"

"I... " Zeyan didn’t really know what to do. "Maybe I can give her a ride to work when I go to the office in the morning?"

"Your company, and New City, are not on the way."

Zeyan’s company was in the downtown area, while Shen Shuci’s company in New City was already close to the suburbs.

"Didn’t you say before that if she had an issue you’d be responsible, got her phone number and address and all? Why don’t you take her to and from work? Taking full responsibility?"

The man gave him a look that was silent but intense, making Zeyan’s heart beat wildly!

"I was just joking."

Zeyan coughed twice, knowing well that with his personality, he would never do such a thing.

Do I really have to be stared down like this? Can’t even take a joke?

"I’m going to sleep; I have to work early in the morning!" Zeyan said, and hurried back to his room.

Staying at the Huo Family was truly dull, devoid of any recreational facilities. The layout and furnishings of the house were so simple they could be seen at a glance. If it weren’t for the WiFi, he might have felt suffocated...

...

The Jiang Mansion was quite far from Hexi. En route, Tang Wan received a call from Ruan Mengxi, and after discussing some work matters, they talked about Shen Shuci’s injury.

"Your aunt coming to work in Beijing? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" Ruan Mengxi had thought Shen Shuci came to Beijing to help Tang Wan with family recognition matters, and although they knew each other, they weren’t in regular contact.

"What’s the use of telling you?"

"She could move in with me. If she doesn’t want to stay for free, she can just give me some rent. We could keep each other company."

Shen Shuci had arranged everything, and Tang Wan had forgotten that Ruan Mengxi lived alone and had spare rooms—they could indeed have moved in together.

"She’s already moved into her place here. I’ll ask her about it later."

After hanging up, Tang Wan turned to Jiang Jinsang, "How did you become friends with Brother Huo? You guys differ so much in age and personality..."

Tang Wan had previously seen his profile at the alumni celebration event.

They were not alumni of the same year, so they couldn’t have been classmates, which made their friendship seem rather unlikely.

"His mother is a fan of my mom."

"Hm?" Tang Wan was puzzled.

She’d almost forgotten Fan Mingyu was once extremely popular.

"My mom used to have a lot of performance opportunities, and Auntie was a fan of hers. Even though she was already a minor leader then, she was excited every time she went to a performance but had to keep composed so her subordinates wouldn’t see."

"Later, to make his wife happy, Uncle Huo went out of his way to call my mom into his office. According to my mom, it nearly scared her to death. She was just a singer, and they had never spoken before, so naturally, she was frightened."

"Uncle Huo didn’t say anything at first when he called my mom, just stared at her, nearly driving her insane."

"Pfft—" Tang Wan couldn’t help but laugh.

She couldn’t help imagining a certain person’s face—it was indeed frightening.

"My mom thought she must have done something wrong, but even then, it wouldn’t be Uncle Huo’s place to take care of it. Anyway, she was very anxious."

"My mom said, later, Uncle Huo pulled out a blank notebook from his drawer and said two words to her: ’Autograph!’"

"Haha—"

"My mom must have been baffled because he didn’t seem like he wanted an autograph out of fandom."

Tang Wan couldn’t contain her laughter any longer, "And then what happened?"

This was so similar to how Brother Huo asked for her aunt’s phone number, so blunt—it was hardcore.

"Well, my mom signed it, thinking one should be enough. But Uncle Huo stayed silent, so she asked if he wanted more. He still didn’t say anything, so she just kept signing. In the end..."

"I signed a notebook for him!"

Tang Wan laughed, "Ah, Uncle Huo’s personality is quite similar to Big Brother Huo’s."

"When you meet him in person someday, you’ll see that they even look alike," Jiang Jinsang said with a smile at the corner of his mouth. "Uncle Huo called my mom to his office and they spent over an hour together. The news spread quickly..."

"Before Uncle Huo got married, he was essentially immune to women. By then, he was already married and had kids. Suddenly calling my mother into his office and spending so much time there, people naturally got curious."

"Later, my aunt found my mother and took the time to explain the situation and apologize. My mom didn’t know whether to laugh or cry."

"Every time my mom had a performance, she would make it a point to greet her, and they became friendly."

"In the past, Old Huo used to live out of town with his parents. Then he came back to Beijing for middle and high school and often came to our house for meals. He may seem distant, but he’s actually a really nice person."

Tang Wan could completely imagine what kind of scene it was at that time, asking for an autograph.

Fan Mingyu must have been scared out of his wits. Who else would ask for an autograph to appease his wife?

The men from the Huo Family are really something else.

"But this Uncle Huo does seem to dote on his wife," Tang Wan pursed her lips. "Actually, straight-laced guys can be quite cute sometimes. By the way, how did the two of them meet?"

If father and son share a similar personality, they would normally have a hard time finding partners, one would think.

"It was a state assignment."

"What?"

"They met at a group blind date. After that, he went every day to help her fetch hot water and meals. Later, when my aunt was assigned to another place, he up and followed her. Despite that, they say he never actually confessed. Quite reserved," Jiang Jinsang chuckled lightly.

"But the specifics, I’m not sure about. This is all stuff my aunt complained about to my mother, who then casually mentioned it to us."

Tang Wan hadn’t known much about the Huo Family previously, always feeling like they were an existence far removed from her own life. Now that she thought about it, this family was quite interesting.

It’s just that wrapped up in the rumors of Beijing, they were inevitably demonized or mythologized. At the end of the day, they are just ordinary people who eat grains like everyone else.

"Speaking of which, how come Big Brother Huo didn’t end up with someone from the group blind date?"

"He might have been introduced to someone, but look at him; he doesn’t show the slightest hint of interest in girls, and he never initiates anything. Even if a girl was interested in him and took the initiative at first, but continuously got no response... And with his job, he often disappears without a trace, potentially for half a year or more. Who could deal with that?"

Jiang Jinsang tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, thinking about someone, and couldn’t help but sigh:

He’s the real definition of a loner, isn’t he?

"That’s true. Just looking at him asking his aunt for a phone number, you can feel it. Who does that?"

Then thinking back to when Jiang Jinsang pursued her, the difference...

No wonder he’s still single to this day.

After they got home, the old lady and Fan Mingyu were watching a lifestyle program in the living room. Tang Wan was changing shoes at the entryway when she noticed her father’s slippers were still there, "Has my dad not come back yet?"

"Don’t even mention it, your dad and Xiaowu’s dad have recently been talking about some business deal, coming and going at all hours. Tonight, there’s another social function, and they’re still out drinking."

Tang Yunxian already had business dealings with the Jiang Group; it’s just that in the past, he used to interact with Jiang Yanting, and now it had switched to Jiang Zhenhuan.

"Did you two eat your fill at the Huo’s? If you’re hungry, I can heat up something for you," Fan Mingyu said, ready to cook.

"Not hungry at all, we ate very well."

...

After Tang Wan returned to her room, she sent a few messages to Shen Shuci, basically to tell her to get some rest and go to sleep early.

On Shen Shuci’s side, after taking a bath and preparing the things she needed for work the next morning, she finally picked up her phone before bed to reply to Tang Wan’s messages, then stared at the newly saved phone number for a while.

She hadn’t intended to bother him with anything, whether she had his phone number or not didn’t really matter. Yet thinking about how that person asked for her number today in such a forceful manner, she couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

And thinking back to when he had forcefully handed her the ice pack, the headache worsened.

His expression looked like someone who was forced to come out and serve customers.

So assertive that it was hard to refuse.

She put the ice pack she brought from the Huo’s into the fridge and then zoned out while looking at the towel.

It was just a towel, she probably didn’t need to return it, but keeping a man’s towel at home... she had no use for it.

Considering she probably couldn’t drive the next day with her hand like this, she had booked a taxi before going to bed.

But as soon as she went downstairs the next day, she got quite a fright...