Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Butler, go and bring me the video of the party that day!”
In the Huo family, commemorative parties like these always had a professional videographer to record the whole event.
The old lady did not bother to talk to Xue Yuming now because all she was thinking about was her grandson.
Qiu Ran was gone and it came as a bolt from the blue for Huo Yunting.
The old lady had also heard about the things at the banquet that day and now she was eager to know how her grandson was doing.
“Right away.” The butler went to carry out the instruction.
Xue Yuming took a cup of freshly brewed tea from the maid and handed it the old lady. “Mom, don’t be angry. Let’s take some hot tea.”
“No, thanks! I am not going to take anything that you have touched. Who knows if you will poison me too!”
The old lady did not even give face to Xue Yuming, whose face was now dark red. How she wished she could splash the hot tea on the old lady’s face.
Just then, the butler came back with the hard disk and connected it to the TV.
The footages of the party that day appeared on the LCD TV.
In the beginning, it appeared to a happy scene.
The old lady fast-forwarded it without even looking.
Soon, she saw Huo Yunting holding a spirit tablet in his hands. Standing next to him was Lu Zhaoyang, who had not a hair out of place.
Xue Yuming stood quietly on the side with occasional sneers heard on the TV. Now, it sounded like a slap in the face, and she felt as if numerous knives had pierced her in the heart.
The old lady could not help but feel pity and sadness for Huo Yunting when she saw him. But her facial expression changed and felt something was amiss toward the latter part of the video.
The old lady saw in the footage that Huo Yunting was holding Lu Zhaoyang’s hand. She rewound the video and retook a view.
It seemed that she wanted to figure out something by relooking at the footage, again and again, leaving Xue Yuming wondering what she was going.
Fear struck the old lady. She suddenly turned off the TV, holding the remote control in her hand and fell into deep thought.
Sarcasm and sneer finally disappeared. Xue Yuming breathed a sigh of relief and slowly put down the teacup in her hand.
The old lady suddenly smashed the remote control on the table, knocking the teacup over. Shocked, Xue Yuming took several steps.
Immediately, she heard the angry roar of the old lady.
“Xue Yuming, great! You play the cards well, and your daughter is even better; she goes after my grandson!”
Xue Yuming was none the wiser.
Yang Yang and Huo Yunting?
What the hell was she talking about? Were Yang Yang and Huo Chen not together before? How did she get involved with Huo Yunting?
The old lady did not even look at Xue Yuming, whose face gradually turned pale. She finally came to grips with what happened.
It would be too obvious to not notice what happened.
Just as Huo Yunting was about to say something at the critical moment, Lu Zhaoyang held his hand and shook her head to stop him, who obligingly obeyed.
At that time, Huo Yunting almost went through the roof. But he did not forget to take Lu Zhaoyang—the daughter of her enemy—and left with her.
She could not convince herself that nothing was going on between the two.
The old lady could still remember the jade bracelet, which she meant for her future granddaughter-in-law.
But now, Lu Zhaoyang was wearing it.