To My Dear Mr. Huo

Chapter 224: Don’t Just Think About Your Love Life

Old Master Huo patted her hand, smiling. “Don’t you see him every day? It looks like you are quite satisfied with Jinyao.”

“Grandpa,” Su Qingsang blushed and was extremely embarrassed.

Old Master Huo stopped teasing her and went into the door with her. Liu Tongjia had already gotten up and her eyes swept over Su Qingsang with an indifferent expression.

“Good morning, Auntie.” Obviously, Huo Jinyao’s mother did not want Su Qingsang to call her mother, so she would not.

Liu Tongjia did not look at her and went straight to the dining room.

“Qingsang,” Old Master Huo sighed. “Don’t mind her.”

“Grandpa, don’t worry. I won’t.”

Su Qingsang had no experience in getting along with elders, but she really liked Old Master Huo.

After taking a shower, Huo Jinyao changed his clothes and also came into the dining room. Again, he sat beside Su Qingsang. Other people usually did not live here, so it was only them for breakfast.

Huo Mingguang had also gotten up early and, after he finished breakfast, he looked at Huo Jinyao before going out.

“Now that you’re back, take care of the business. Don’t just think about your love life and—”

He swallowed back the rest of the unpleasant words he was going to say because he saw Old Master Huo’s warning eyes.

Huo Jinyao really had a lot of business to deal with that day, both in Rong City and LIn City. He hesitated when he looked at Su Qingsang, though. He was supposed to be with her.

“It’s okay, you go to work. I’ll stay with Grandpa.”

Su Qingsang was so considerate that Huo Jinyao felt more and more satisfied with her. Ignoring the presence of the others, he kissed her on her face. “Hmm. I go to work and you stay at home with Grandpa. I’ll come back to eat dinner with you.”

“Good.” Su Qingsang nodded and Huo Jinyao went to work.

Old Master Huo took Su Qingsang to his study after breakfast.

It was the first time that Su Qingsang had entered his study, so she looked straight ahead and entered the door uprightly. She stood by his desk like a pupil waiting to learn.

“You don’t have to be so nervous. Come here.”

“Thanks, Grandpa.” Su Qingsang relaxed a little and Old Master Huo sat down behind the desk.

Su Qingsang took a look at the room. There was some artwork hanging on the wall, which seemed like authentic works, but she did not understand them very much.

Old Master Huo bent down and took out a box from the bottom drawer of the desk. He opened it and handed it to Su Qingsang.

“This was left by Jinyao’s grandmother, who decided to give it to her eldest granddaughter-in-law. Now that he’s married you, it’s yours.”

Su Qingsang looked at the box and saw an antique jade bracelet that looked like it was of high quality and purity.

“Grandpa, it’s too precious. I can’t take it.”

“Keep it. I told you: things are dead, people are alive.”

Old Master Huo seemed to be thinking about something. A little sadly, he said, “When his grandmother was alive, she liked—” Speaking of his wife, Old Master Huo’s voice paused for a moment and his eyes grew sadder. “You are now married to Jinyao. This is yours.”

“Grandpa.” Su Qingsang looked at the box and didn’t even dare to pick it up with her hands for a moment. “I’m a doctor, so I can’t wear it too much,” she said.

“It’s all right, keep it.” Old Master Huo waved his hand. “Can you play Go? Will you play a game with me?”

“No, I can’t.” Su Qingsang was embarrassed. She only knew the rules.

“It’s okay. Let’s go downstairs.”

He had given to her what he had meant to, so Old Master Huo said no more and took Su Qingsang downstairs.

Su Qingsang followed him, still holding the box in her hand. She was thinking about telling Huo Jinyao about it once he returned, when she saw someone sitting in the living room who was not supposed to be there.

She didn’t know when Xu Ruoli had come in, but she was now sitting in the living room with Liu Tongjia. They were talking to each other rather happily.