But the more she stayed silent, the more terrible He Rongxi's face looked, and his hand tightly clenched into a fist. He said fiercely, "Huo Linong, you are utterly disgraceful. I treated you as a brother, as my best friend. I entrusted you with my beloved eldest daughter, yet this is how you treat her."
Huo Jinlan, huddled in He Rongxi's arms, was shivering non-stop. The fragile figure of the young maiden, like one washed over by tempest, was truly heartbreaking.
Jing Tong, looking at her daughter huddled in her husband's arms, squinted her eyes in anger.
"Where is Huo Linong?" He Rongxi shouted out loud.
"Father." Huo Jinlan lifted her head, her eyes red, and said softly in a tender voice, "No one's at home, everyone left!"
"What do you mean by everyone left?"
Huo Jinlan showed a hint of embarrassment, slightly frowned and was unwilling to speak.
