Huo Jinnan really didn't come back?
Who else could have taken Che Huan away so quietly but Huo Jinnan? He couldn't think of anyone else!
He stood there, dialing Che Huan's cell phone, it connected, but no one answered.
After about ten seconds, the call was hung up.
He glanced at the old house, stood there, took a drag on his cigarette, drove around the area, saw no cars parked around, picked up his cell phone and called Huo Jinnan, "Uncle, great-grandfather has been waiting for you, when are you coming back?"
"An hour later."
Huo Jinnan glanced at Che Huan staring at him, hung up the phone, and placed it on the bed, his slender fingers slightly loosening his tie.
Che Huan stood by and looked around at the unfamiliar room, "Where is this?"
"My room." Huo Jinnan took off his suit, threw it on the bed, sat down at the bedhead, and looked in Che Huan's direction.
His room?
Che Huan furrowed her brows, watching Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan's eyes swept over Che Huan.
