novelden Chapter 115: Escape from the Huo Family
Chapter 115: Escape from the Huo Family
Qiao Qin held Huo Siqian gently, as if he was holding a most precious treasure. Her technique was skillful and gentle, coaxing the little guy into falling asleep.
Followed by.
Qiao Qin raised her head and looked at Aunt Song beside her. Her face was full of hesitation, as if she was considering how to start.
Qiao Qin smiled slightly, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Aunt Song, has the baby been well behaved recently?"
Aunt Song's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart. She nodded hastily in response: "Madam, the young master is very well behaved. He is obedient and sensible, but... he sometimes clamors to see you." At this point, Aunt Song's voice couldn't help but carry a hint of apology.
Qiao Qin nodded gently without saying anything more. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something. The air around her seemed to solidify, and the atmosphere became a little heavy.
Finally, Aunt Song couldn't help but speak up: "Madam, don't blame Mr. Husband. He...he just cares about you too much. It's inevitable that couples don't quarrel, but the important thing is how to resolve the conflict and get back together."
Aunt Song watched Huo Yan grow up and took care of Qiao Qin for so long. She really didn't want to see two people who were obviously in love become a pair of resentful couple.
“Care about me?”
Qiao Qin's body was shaking violently like a leaf in the autumn wind, with a mocking sneer on her lips. "He? He only cares about himself. When has he ever really cared about my feelings? If you really love someone, shouldn't you cherish every inch of her freedom and respect her every choice, instead of treating her like a pet, imprisoning her in an invisible cage and depriving her of the right to fly?"
Her voice echoed in the empty room, filled with endless grief and despair. Every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through the air around her, making people shudder.
Aunt Song looked at her, her eyes full of heartache and helplessness, her lips moved, but in the end she couldn't say anything. She knew that Qiao Qin was right, this time, the gentleman's behavior was indeed excessive.
After a brief silence, Qiao Qin suddenly grabbed Aunt Song's wrist tightly. Her originally bright eyes were now filled with pleading and expectation. "Aunt Song, please... please help me. I... I..." Her voice was choked, but the pleading in her eyes was like the brightest star in the night sky, which could not be ignored, and she continued.
"Now, only you can help me."
A barely perceptible hesitation flashed across Aunt Song's eyes.
However, in just a split second.
Qiao Qin's knees suddenly weakened and she fell to the ground. Her eyes were filled with pleading, and tears fell on her jade-like face like pearls that had broken off the string. Her voice was trembling with endless despair: "Aunt Song, I beg you, I really feel like I can't hold on any longer."
Aunt Song was frightened by this sudden action. She hurried forward and gently helped Qiao Qin up. Her heart was filled with pity. Looking at Qiao Qin's haggard but determined face, Aunt Song took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision.
"Okay! I'll help you!" She clenched her teeth. Although her voice was soft, it was full of determination.
The night falls quietly like ink, covering up the hustle and bustle of the city.
In the busy company, Huo Yan was still busy shuttling between the various meeting rooms. Today's schedule was tight, with meetings coming one after another. He seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could not extricate himself.
Huo Yan was still in the company. There were many meetings today and he couldn't get away for the time being. However, at this moment, a sudden phone call broke this busy rhythm.
On the other end of the phone, Aunt Song's slightly anxious voice said, "Mr. Huo, something happened at home. Madam suddenly became very resistant to the young master, and the young master can't stop crying now. I may have to take him back early."
Huo Yan's heart sank slightly. He rubbed his brows, trying to dispel the tiredness and worry.
In addition to Aunt Song's voice, there was also the intermittent crying of the child on the phone. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Aunt Song, take Siqian back first. There is a spare key under the carpet on the second floor of the utility room."
As soon as he finished speaking, Assistant Yan came in with a stack of documents and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Huo, these contracts need your signature."
Huo Yan could only hang up the phone and continue to work.
at the same time,
Aunt Song finally found the key to the door in the chaos. She turned to look at Qiao Qin, only to see a glimmer of life finally blooming on her lifeless face, and her dull eyes gradually brightened up.
"Madam, let's go." Aunt Song's voice was full of determination. She gently picked up Huo Siqian, and the two of them walked towards the door that was about to open.
"pat-"
With a slight click of the lock, the door slowly opened, and Qiao Qin was finally able to get a glimpse of the world outside the villa that she had not seen for a long time.
The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness but also bringing the fragrance of freedom.
However, just as she was about to take that decisive step, Qiao Qin suddenly stopped and suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
Aunt Song's ears were silent, and the footsteps behind her suddenly disappeared. She immediately turned her head, her eyes revealing confusion: "Madam, why don't you leave?"
Qiao Qin's eyes were as deep as the night, mixed with indescribable complex emotions. She sighed softly, her voice solemn: "Aunt Song, if I leave like this, will Huo Yan... take his anger out on you?"
Aunt Song was startled by this sudden question, and then a warm current surged in her heart. She didn't expect that at this critical moment, the lady would still care about her so much.
She smiled and shook her head, her tone firm: "Madam, you think too much. Mr. Huo may be a little angry, but after all, I am an old man who has watched him grow up. And if something happens to me, who will take care of the young master?"
Qiao Qin stood there, feeling hesitant and confused.
Seeing this, Aunt Song stepped forward without hesitation, gently pushed her back, and her tone was filled with unquestionable urging.
"Madam, don't hesitate any longer. If the master returns early, the consequences will be unbearable for any of us. You must live a good life after you leave. I will do my best to take good care of the young master." Aunt Song's voice was full of firmness and tenderness. Her words were as warm as the spring breeze, yet with a hint of determination.
Followed by.
Aunt Song reached out to stop a passing taxi and opened the door for Qiao Qin. Qiao Qin did not look back, but just sat quietly in the car, letting the scenery outside the window rapidly recede.
The villa, the place that once caused her so much pain, gradually disappeared from her sight.
Qiao Qin closed her eyes gently, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, and she felt that everything was still a little unreal.
until--
The driver's enthusiastic voice came to my ears.
"Girl, where are you going?"
Qiao Qin's thoughts were suddenly brought back to reality by this question. She gently opened her lips, but seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't think of an answer for a moment.
Where to go?
Where else can she go?