That year, he left the compound with Youyou from the crowd.
At that time, Youyou's eyes were still crystal clear. He looked at her pale face and bruised arm and asked her, "It hurts, doesn't it?"
Youyou glanced at him with her watery eyes, then lowered her head and said, "No."
A little girl, her voice still trembling uncontrollably as she spoke, he remembered smiling and pinching her cheek, "Your voice is trembling, and you still want to lie to me? What do you like to eat? I'll take you to eat, then it won't hurt."
"Cake."
Youyou liked to eat cake.
Ever since this doubt arose in his heart, every word and every action of Huo Rou would overlap with Youyou in his mind.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Huo Rou was the Youyou he had been looking for for many years.
The same actions, but now Huo Rou performed them more subtly; the same words, but now Huo Rou was more gentle; the same expression, but now Huo Rou was better at concealing it.
Qin Ningyi looked at Huo Rou, her appearance was not quite the same as Youyou's, but their eyebrows and eyes were similar upon closer inspection.
"Alright, I'll take care of the rest." Qin Ningyi helped Huo Rou sit down on the stool. His subordinates behind him had already dealt with Brother Han and Xiao Zhu.
Qin Ningyi looked around.
Huo Rou, as if sensing something, said, "Anan is in the vegetable shed in the backyard."
Qin Ningyi turned back, his eyes and the corners of his mouth filled with a smile, "I know."
Grandpa Nong watched Qin Ningyi leave with his men in a sweeping manner, and his heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again.
Is this Anan's father?
A dragon among men.
He could only think of this word.
Before, he had always thought that Huo Rou refused to say who Anan's father was because of heartbreak, or perhaps the person was too ugly or treated Huo Rou badly. He had always thought his son had a chance, especially after Huo Rou brought Anan back here.
But after seeing Qin Ningyi today, all his previous thoughts were overturned.
He was handsome, very capable, and very good to Huo Rou. When his cold eyes looked at others, they were sharp, but only when he looked at Huo Rou did his eyes hold warmth and light.
To be liked by such a man, no matter what problems existed between them, Huo Rou would not look at his own son, who was unremarkable and not particularly capable.
Grandpa Nong sighed, shook his head slightly, and looked at Yao Jian.
Yao Jian had already been stunned for a long time.
He had never seen a man have such a strong aura in front of Huo Rou. And this aura did not suppress her, it was dazzling like the sun, yet also very warm.
"Who is he?" Yao Jian asked after a long pause, even though he already had an answer in his heart.
Huo Rou watched Qin Ningyi's retreating back. After such a long separation, she seemed to no longer know how to refuse him, especially in his eyes, which were hurt yet still gentle.
Hearing Yao Jian's question, Huo Rou came back to her senses and said faintly, "Anan's father."
As Yao Jian didn't know what expression to wear, Huo Rou softly murmured again, "And also... the person I like."
Qin Ningyi had been the person she liked for a very, very long time!
She liked him so much that she couldn't bear to make it difficult for him, even choosing to avoid him...
Yao Jian was very close to Huo Rou, and hearing her murmur, the depth of affection within it was something he could not shake.
Backyard.
Qin Ningyi had already reached the shed, where a small laboratory was located in the corner.
He approached with his men.
"Anan."
The laboratory door was closed tightly. Fearing Anan couldn't hear, he repeated loudly, "Anan, Dad is here to pick you up."
"Creak—"
The door was pushed open violently, and the heavy bulletproof door slowly opened with the movement of the device.
Anan impatiently rushed out, "Dad! Dad!"
Grandma Yao followed behind. Seeing Anan's unusual joy, he, like a little bird, happily rushed into the arms of the handsome and dignified man, his voice filled with joy and choked with emotion.