Chapter 842: Chapter 841 has arrived Chapter 842: Chapter 841 has arrived He had been abandoned by his own parents.
Such a young boy, yet so pitiable, longing for love, longing for warmth–so much like he once was. Qiao Xiaren understood this feeling best, that laughable yet humble desire to seek out acknowledgement and warmth.
In a flash of lightning, a certain speculation began to take shape in her mind. Qiao Xiaren’s eyes widened slightly, feeling it was too incredible, “You mean to say…”
“That’s right, exactly what you’re thinking.”
“How is that possible!” Qiao Xiaren whispered incredulously, her mind suddenly recalling the first time she met him and every moment, every instance of their interactions thereafter.
It was too incredible.
Qiao Xiaren suddenly felt her mood was somewhat peculiar; the more she remembered, the more her heart ached for the underage child.
The car came to a stop; they had arrived at Mu Nian’s villa.
Si Limo reached out, his hand gently caressing her face, his gentle gaze seeming like a net cast over her, leaving her with nowhere to hide.
“He’s run into you now, hasn’t he? You are the noble person in his life; everything is still salvageable, no need to feel sad for the boy.”
“That’s exactly why I feel so fortunate.”
Qiao Xiaren suddenly found herself unable to continue. If, in her previous life, she had been as lucky as Yeqian to encounter a benefactor, perhaps she would have quickly found her family and not allowed Qiao Anchu to turn against her.
Never mind, it’s all in the past. For a moment, she truly wanted to confide her rebirth to Si Limo, but the happier she was now, the more apprehensive she became.
Rebirth seemed very bizarre in her eyes, not to mention how Si Limo would see it. Would he think her some kind of dead person, or a monster?
Her emotions were incredibly complex at the moment.
Qiao Xiaren’s hand rested on his shoulder, and he took the opportunity to pull her into his embrace, gently patting her back to comfort her. Si Limo thought Qiao Xiaren might be having trouble accepting the reality.
Wang Yi’s voice weakly rose from behind, “Xiaren, have we arrived?”
Qiao Xiaren straightened up, glanced out of the car window, and turned to ask, “Is this Mu Nian’s villa?”
Outside the villa stood a long row of black-clad bodyguards, wearing sunglasses and expressionlessly standing guard. Wang Yi took one look and felt that their display was even grander than that of her family.
“Yes, let’s get out of the car.”
“We didn’t bring many people with us, will we be outmatched?” Wang Yi immediately took out her phone, “I’ll call my brother to send over security now.”
“Outmatched? What do you think we’re really going to snatch here?” Qiao Xiaren was speechless, “From what we know so far, Mu Nian doesn’t seem to be a bad person. Let’s meet Xiaobai in person before anything.”
“Oh, right.” Wang Yi, somewhat dazed, nodded her head, “I forgot that Si Limo is here; there’s no way things will become too disrespectful.”
Because it had just rained, there was still a feeling of dampness and chill in the air. The sky was a clear blue, and the air was mixed with the fresh scent of budding flowers. Even though the place was minimalist, several pots of flowers and plants had been carefully cultivated.
Qiao Xiaren withdrew her gaze from the potted plants, growing even more curious about the kind of man Mu Nian was–what kind of man was he, really?
After getting out of the car, the leading bodyguard approached, “May I ask who you are looking for?”
Si Limo’s mood showed no change as he replied, “I am Si Limo, tell your Second Young Master that I need to see him.”
Hearing this, the bodyguard’s face, which had shown no expression before, now unexpectedly revealed a hint of surprise. It was indeed a surprise, as no one had ever dared to speak to the Second Young Master in such a way.
But given the imposing manner of the other party, the bodyguard nodded and went inside to report.
They had just returned from New York not long ago and didn’t know much about the people in the Capital, fearing they might offend some significant figure as a result.