Chapter 810: Chapter 810: Unexpected Visitor
Xia Xinyu was stunned for a moment before saying, “Yizheng, I think the most important thing for you now is to firmly control the HI Group. As for He Jingyao… anyway, he has nothing left, and he is no match for you. You have all the time to deal with him, so why risk big for small?”
“You’re right.” He Yizheng nodded, his face twisted, “That old man He Yirong, even though he knows I’m his own son, he still guards against me.”
“Yizheng, don’t rush, these things take time.” Xia Xinyu smiled while consoling him, “No one is competing with you anyway.”
“Yes, no one is competing with me anyway… He Ziyi is just a fool. Although he has quite a few shares in his name, sooner or later…” He let out a cold laugh.
Thinking about the years of being suppressed by He Jingyao and He Yirong together, he felt a surge of uncontrollable malice.
“Yizheng, in my heart, no one is more formidable than you.” Xia Xinyu complimented him timely.
This made He Yizheng feel much better.
He teasingly lifted Xia Xinyu’s chin, “Xinyu, even after all these years, you’re still the only one who understands me.”
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The apartment Zhixi rented was in a new building, with few residents, making it overall very quiet.
This kind of quietness was different from the quietness of living in a villa, and appeared more personal.
In the past few days, their family had been living almost in complete isolation from the world.
Zhixi’s life was all about sleeping and eating, or lying next to He Jingyao watching him teach their son how to read and study. Every time she saw Xiaobao with tears in his eyes, reluctantly giving in, she would remember the bloody and tearful history of being fooled by this little boy.
So every time she laughed extremely happily, making Xiaobao very resentful, yelling every day that dad and mom were teaming up to bully him.
However, gradually, as Xiaobao learned more characters and could barely understand a storybook, his enthusiasm for learning to read suddenly increased, and he became keen on telling stories to his little sister every day.
So later, Zhixi’s daily routine added another task, which was sitting on the sofa, with Xiaobao lying in her arms, reciting words to her belly, and every time, Zhixi would get sleepy listening to her son’s reading. Then He Jingyao would carry her to bed, holding her and teasing her for a while.
This leisure and lengthy time made her feel very satisfied.
However, the days of isolation were ultimately short-lived.
A few days later, the not-so-big apartment finally welcomed its first unexpected guest, Huo Yanzhao.
At that moment, Xiaobao was lying on the carpet flipping through a storybook, while Zhixi and He Jingyao were snuggled up, chatting aimlessly.
So when Huo Yanzhao walked in and saw this scene, he somewhat angrily held his breath.
“Young Master He, you’re quite something.” Huo Yanzhao said with a cold expression, “Everyone is almost going crazy looking for you, and you’re enjoying your leisure.”
He then looked at Zhixi, his expression softened significantly, “Sister-in-law, long time no see.”
“Brother Huo.” Zhixi somewhat embarrassedly got out of He Jingyao’s arms, “I’ll go get you some tea, you both chat slowly.”
Only then did He Jingyao turn his gaze to him, with a calm expression, “Sit down.”
As Huo Yanzhao walked over, he saw Xiaobao lying on the ground and paused, “This is your son?”
“Yes.” He Jingyao showed a look of pride, picking Xiaobao up from the floor, “Xiaobao, this is your Uncle Huo.”