Huo Shaohua, that bastard, is he trying to break her arm or what!
"Hmm, grandma." Tian Xingyun nodded, turned around, and left with Huo Shaohua.
Grandma sat in the living room, grinning from ear to ear, and immediately called Housekeeper Liu to prepare gifts.
Since the two kids had already obtained their marriage license, it was about time to visit Tian Family parents in Huatan Village.
Although there wouldn’t be a wedding, Xingyun shouldn’t be wronged.
Proper formalities were still necessary.
Walking out of the living room to the corner, Tian Xingyun immediately shook off his hand.
"Huo Shaohua, you did it on purpose, didn’t you!" She touched her arm and questioned.
Her arm hurt so much from his grip. She suspected it was bruised.
"Clever girl." Huo Shaohua raised an eyebrow with a smile, hands in his pockets, striding ahead.
Tian Xingyun raised her fist and punched the departing back of Huo Shaohua.
Reluctantly following him, she found the Huo Family house really large.
Huo Shaohua’s room was on the second floor, but even walking through the first floor took a long time.
The walls in the hallway were engraved with intricate carvings, with a touch of the Republic era’s vintage style.
Many paintings were hanging on the walls, all signed by famous artists.
Every few steps, there were potted plants, and small wall lamps placed high.
Walking here felt very different, like traveling back to the Republic era.
Climbing the stairs to the second floor, it looked identical to the first floor.
Huo Shaohua stood at his room door, waiting impatiently for her.
"Can you walk faster?"
"Huo Shaohua, why is your house so vintage?" Tian Xingyun asked curiously.
She had been to Huo Shaohua’s villa, which was very luxurious and modern.
It was completely different from the Huo Family house; not the same at all.
"This is the old mansion passed down by the Huo Family." Huo Shaohua pushed the door open and walked in.
Coming to the old mansion made him feel immense pressure.
Tian Xingyun looked around before entering Huo Shaohua’s room.
If it weren’t for the computer and the soft big bed in his room, she would have thought she stepped into an old room.
Approaching the bookshelf, there were books and several photo frames.
Some photos were of him and his girlfriend, while others seemed to be of him and his parents.
In the photos, three people: a man, a woman, and a little boy being held.
The man’s appearance was very similar to Huo Shaohua, and the woman was very beautiful.
"Is this your parents?" Tian Xingyun asked Huo Shaohua while holding the photo.
"Hmm." Huo Shaohua replied, seeing the photos of his parents reminded him of that car accident years ago.
And how grandma had raised him, and now he was marrying Tian Xingyun as per grandma’s wishes.
Grandma would be happy too, as he would soon have his own child.
And she would not have to keep saying the Huo Family had no heirs, and she wouldn’t dare face the Huo Family ancestors upon her death.
"Your mom is so beautiful." Tian Xingyun smiled and praised, carefully putting the photo back.
Huo Shaohua took off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt: "Don’t let grandma know about the divorce agreement."
"You sleep on the sofa." Huo Shaohua gave Tian Xingyun a disdainful look.
Allowing her to be in the same room with him was already very rare.
Don’t even think about sleeping in his bed.
Tian Xingyun glanced at the sofa, walked over, and sat down; it was soft and very comfortable.
And wide enough not to worry about rolling off, she quickly agreed, "Okay."
"Don’t touch anything in the room!" Huo Shaohua warned Tian Xingyun.
"Got it." Tian Xingyun rolled her eyes at him, yawned, took off her shoes, laid on the sofa, and quickly fell asleep.
"..." Huo Shaohua was speechless, she fell asleep this fast? Wasn’t it too quick?
Sitting by the bed, holding a photo of Song Yi, he looked at Tian Xingyun fast asleep on the sofa.
How would he explain all this to Song Yi?