Unexpectedly, it came in handy.
As the private jet took off, the propeller spun rapidly, sounding like a drumbeat.
The dismissed servants outside, upon hearing the commotion, quickly ran towards the private lawn.
But it was too late.
Hua Nuan's private jet had already departed, soaring into the sky.
Hua Nuan curled her lips, looked at the servants outside the window, and waved goodbye.
Well, no need to say goodbye.
Because, I never want to see them again.
...
Inside the secret room:
Huo Zun's thin lips pressed together as he stood respectfully in front of the photo, and spoke.
"You once said that the next time you see me, I should have your daughter-in-law..."
Unexpectedly, Hua Nuan inadvertently stumbled her way in.
Entered the secret room.
Managing to meet Yang Ruo.
Yang Ruo was Huo Zun's mother, who had an accident 6 years ago.
For 6 years, Huo Zun always kept roses in the residences belonging to him.
Love and longing.
