The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

Qiao Yu's expression was undoubtedly exhausted. Xia Nuanxin could see the pressure caused by Qiao Huifeng's sudden fall. The mutual conflict of various forces had exhausted this carefree young man. Said to get the money back...

Xia Nuanxin really couldn't say it.

But Qiao Yu couldn't get back the funds here, so what would happen to Boss Li's deposit tomorrow?How to deal with the payment reminder from the bank... and the family members who were injured by Qiu Yating...

Xia Nuanxin suddenly had one head as big as two.

Qiao Yu sat for a while and then left. During the ten minutes he stayed in the coffee shop, his cell phone kept ringing. One can imagine how busy he must be now.

Compared to the pressure that Qiao Yu had to bear, this should be a pediatric case... Xia Nuan thought to herself.

But now, who else can help her?Without funds, the Xia family will no longer be able to sustain themselves...

Just then, her cell phone rang.

"Is it Miss Xia?"

Xia Nuanxin frowned, and looked at the phone suspiciously: "Are you... Mrs. Lin?"

On the other end of the phone, Aunt Lin chuckled softly: "It's rare that you still remember me... Can you come to the Shadow Garden? Chenchen said he missed his mother..."

Xia Nuanxin was taken aback when she heard the words, and then remembered that Huo Beixiao brought Xialuocheng home yesterday: "Okay, Mrs. Lin, I'll be right over."

Xia Nuanxin took a taxi at the coffee shop and went straight to the movie theater.

The film park is not far from the city center, and after about 10 minutes, the taxi stopped at the gate of the film park.

The iron fence wraps the entire shadow garden, and the lush trees climb over the top of the fence and extend outside the wall.The furnishings in the courtyard haven't changed much, but the land that Xia Nuanxin used to plant flowers and plants is now full of lush green bamboos.

Standing at the gate of the movie park, Xia Nuanxin couldn't help feeling emotional.

Yingyuan is still that Yingyuan, and she, Xia Nuanxin, is no longer that Xia Nuanxin.

Xia Nuanxin raised her hand, intending to ring the doorbell, but by some coincidence, she first put her hand in front of the fingerprint reader... This is the gate lock of Yingyuan.

Originally, it was just a random push, but I didn't expect that the gate of the movie park would really open.

Xia Nuanxin was stunned outside the door for a long time... It's been five years, and the locks of Yingyuan haven't been changed?

Is Huo Beixiao too lazy...or...

Xia Nuanxin shook her head, not daring to think about it any further.

"Miss Xia? Are you here? Come in quickly..." Mrs. Lin went out to throw out the trash, and saw Xia Nuanxin standing outside the fence, and hurriedly greeted her.

"Sister Lin... I haven't seen you for a long time. You see, I came here in a hurry, and I didn't have time to buy anything..." Xia Nuanxin spread her empty hands a little shyly.

Aunt Lin giggled when she heard this: "What else do you buy when you come to Yingyuan... I haven't seen you for so many years, Miss Xia, you have lost a lot of weight."

The two greeted each other and entered the hall. Xia Nuanxin looked up and down, and found that the furnishings of the hall hadn't changed much.Maybe Huo Beixiao...is still a nostalgic person?

Charlotte City heard the movement upstairs and shouted loudly: "Mom!"

Aunt Lin smiled and pointed upstairs: "Chenchen is playing with toys upstairs...it's in the room where you used to live...Come, I'll take you up."

"Sister-in-law Lin, how have you been in recent years? Will you suffer from rheumatism again?"

Mrs. Lin led the way up the stairs and said, "Hey, that's it, it's no wonder Miss Xia still remembers me as an old lady..."

Xia Nuanxin followed Aunt Lin up the stairs and came to her original room. As soon as she opened the door and entered, she was shocked by the scene in the room.

The sockets of her eyes became warm almost instantly, and the bits and pieces of her life in the film garden broke into her mind in an instant.

Xia Luocheng flipped through a large photo album on the bed, and when she saw Xia Nuanxin coming, she raised her hand to greet her: "Mom, why are there photos of me when I was a child here?"

Xia Nuanxin was just thinking about it, and was taken aback by what Xia Luocheng said, and said inexplicably: "How is it possible..."

"It's true, come and see!"

The album was too big and heavy, and Charlotte couldn't lift it, so she dragged herself to Xia Nuanxin's side, pointed to a few photos in the album with her little finger and said, "Look, isn't this me? "

Mrs. Lin saw it from the side, and she couldn't help but also poked her head over. She was shocked when she saw it: "I mean, why does Chenchen look so familiar... This Chenchen really looks like Fourth Master when he was a child ah……"

Xia Nuanxin's heart suddenly thumped, she raised her eyes to glance at the photo album, and her mind suddenly went numb.

It was a photo of Huo Beixiao when he was four or five years old. His eyebrows, eyes and facial features were carved out of the same mold as the city of Charlotte today...

Xia Nuan felt a guilty conscience, closed the album with a snap, pointed at Charlotte and reprimanded: "Who told you to flip through your Uncle Huo's stuff, come home with me..."

"No...there is no one at home...and the wine rice balls made by Granny Lin are so delicious...I want to eat them again..."

Hearing that Chen Chen likes his craft, Aunt Lin laughed happily beside her: "Look at this taste, it's exactly the same as the fourth master... I don't know, I thought Chen Chen was the child of the fourth master ..."

As soon as the words came out, Aunt Lin immediately covered her mouth, knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, Aunt Lin coughed dryly, glanced at Xia Nuanxin, and said with a smile: "I, I will make another bowl of Jiuniang Yuanzi for Chenchen go……"

"Sister Lin, don't be so busy..."

Xia Nuanxin stretched out her hand to stop her, but her grasp was empty, so she had to let Mrs. Lin go. Xia Luocheng saw that Mrs. Lin was going down to make his favorite wine rice balls, so he couldn't stay upstairs anymore, so he immediately Followed Mrs. Lin back downstairs.

Xia Nuanxin stood in front of the bed, staring blankly at the photo album on the bed.

The photo album in front of me already has some ideas. The cover is the old kind of cardboard, and some of the plastic inside has fallen off. At first glance, it has a history of decades.

After Mrs. Lin went down, Xia Nuan couldn't bear it anymore, and finally opened the heavy photo album.

It turned out that when she was in the film park, why didn't she see it?

Her eyes looked back and forth between the young Huo Beixiao's face and Xia Luocheng's face. After watching for a long time, she finally had to admit that Xia Luocheng really looked too much like Huo Beixiao...

Didn't Huo Beixiao notice it?

Or did he find out...but he didn't want to admit it?

I was immersed in my own thoughts, when there was a sudden sound downstairs, it seemed that someone had come back.

Xia Nuanxin was nervous for a while, and in a hurry, she pulled the photo that was most imaginable with Charlotte City, and stuffed it into her bag.

After she finished all this, she belatedly thought... Why did she do this?
"Sister Lin, why are you making fermented rice again? Didn't you just make it yesterday?"

Because Murong An forgot the documents at home, he went back to pick up the documents after working for half a day.

"Chenchen likes to eat it, so I'll cook it for him again."

Murong An pouted noncommittally, took the documents and was about to leave.

At this time, Aunt Lin came to the living room with two bowls of Jiuniang Yuanzi, and Xia Luocheng happily followed behind Aunt Lin, shouting at the top of her voice, "Mom, Jiuniang Yuanzi is ready, come down and eat!"

"Mom?" Murong An, who was about to leave, paused, with a suspicious look on her face, then she raised her head and looked upstairs following the voice.

As soon as the door of the room opened, Xia Nuanxin came down the stairs unhurriedly with her bag in her hand. When she saw Murong An, her expression froze immediately.

"...I, come to pick up Chenchen."

When Murong An saw Xia Nuanxin, his face almost sank.

"Long time no see, sister Xin."

Seeing Xia Nuanxin, Murong An didn't plan to leave either, she shook the document in her hand and threw it back on the sofa.

"Miss Xia, the wine glutinous rice balls are ready, you can eat some too... It's rare to come here, so let's sit for a while longer."

"Thank you Mrs. Lin."

In fact, Xia Nuanxin wanted to leave immediately. Being around Murong An always made her feel uncomfortable. Murong An looked at her as if she was an uninvited guest who invaded someone else's territory.

—and in fact, maybe she really is.

"Sister Xin, how are you doing recently?" Murong An calmly sat down on the sofa, "Is the company... all right?"

Xia Nuan was taken aback, raised her head with a frown, if it wasn't for her being too sensitive, Murong An's words seemed to have some deep meaning?
"It's all good..." she said.

"Oh...that's good...Actually, I vaguely heard that...your company doesn't seem to be able to turn around funds very much?"

Xia Nuanxin: "Listen to who?"

Murong An smiled sweetly: "Well... it's not convenient to tell you, but sister Xin, if you really need help, you can tell me... After all, I have accumulated some contacts in the industry for so many years... It’s okay to raise some money.”

"Oh, no, thank you. I will find a way myself." Xia Nuanxin refused.

Murong An's face turned cold suddenly: "What can you do? Could it be...do you want to ask Brother Xiao for help again?"

Xia Nuanxin lowered her head, not noticing Murong An's suddenly cold expression, and said lightly: "I don't need to worry about this. Chenchen, eat quickly, we'll go to the hospital to see grandma after eating."

Murong An gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Xin... I hope you don't forget how you promised me before."

Xia Nuanxin frowned and raised her head: "I don't think I promised you anything."

"You want to go back on your word?! You said you would never intervene between Brother Xiao and me again! Have you forgotten?!" Murong An roared in a low voice.

Xia Nuanxin smiled indifferently: "An'an, I mean it's impossible for me and Huo Beixiao. I never thought of intervening with you... It's just that I didn't promise you anything, this kind of thing , it’s not something that can be entrusted. Isn’t it?”

Murong An said angrily: "If you really don't have any ideas, why do you keep looking for opportunities to get close to brother Xiao? You don't want to get him back, so why did you get close to him?"