She felt a painful urgency, as though something vital had been hollowed from her, causing tremendous torment.
Hai Rong, too, regretted selling it, though his regret was that he had sold it too early!
But, it was already soldâ¦
Thinking about the loss of 10 million, he was irritated and remarked, âItâs already sold, thereâs no way to get it back! Youâll have to figure out your own solutionâ
Having finished speaking, he took Zhang Yuâs hand and left.
Hai Xiaotang was also led back into the room by Dongfang Yu.
âMiss, are you okay?â Mother Zhang, troubled, made an enquiry. The fact that the old family home was sold also saddened her deeply.
Too heartbroken to respond, Hai Xiaotang could only stay silent. Dongfang Yu asked nonchalantly, âMother Zhang, do you have any bruise medicine?â
âYes, Iâll fetch it now!â
Dongfang Yu pulled Hai Xiaotang to sit on the couch, taking the bruise medicine from Zhangâs mother, and taking her bruised arm in his hand.
It was summer, and Hai Xiaotang was only wearing a white short sleeve T-shirt.
The blow Hai Rong had landed on her arm was solid, the spot was now swollen and turning purple.
Dongfang Yu somberly applied the medicine to her arm.
Perhaps the pressure was too much; Hai Xiaotang started shedding tears.
A teardrop fell onto the back of Dongfang Yuâs handâ¦
He paused slightly, lifted his eyes to look at her, and asked in a deep voice, âDoes it hurt much?â
Hai Xiaotang quickly wiped her tears while saying, âHmm, a little.â
It was mostly because it was heartbreaking, that it was hard to hold back the tears.
Dongfang Yu was aware of what the old house meant to Hai Xiaotang. This place was her home, where she had grown up, and, in a way, her refuge.
But now that it had been sold in such a way, it was all too hard for her to bear.
Besides, the behaviour of Hai Rong and his spouse was indeed outrageous and chillyâ¦
Dongfang Yu continued to massage her arm, stating flatly, âI will find a way to buy the house back, trust me. We will keep the house.â
Hai Xiaotang looked at him, stunned.
Dongfang Yu lowered his gaze and continued to apply the medicine with care, his expression inscrutable.
And yet, Hai Xiaotang could feel the warmth he was emittingâ¦
Yes, at that moment, she could feel the warmth Dongfang Yu was sending distinctly.
âWhat are you looking at?â Dongfang Yu suddenly looked up at her and asked directly.
Coming back to her senses, Hai Xiaotang said uncomfortably, âNever mind, the house has been sold already. Thereâs no need to spend money buying it again, and Uncle and the rest of them arenât going to fork out the money theyâve gotten.â
Her words suggested that she didnât want him to go to such expense.
Of course, Dongfang Yu understood her concerns, he replied lightly, âI owe my grandfather a lot, donât misunderstand. What I do is all to compensate my grandfather!â
Hai Xiaotangâs eyes flickered, âGrandfather wouldnât want you to do this. He wouldnât need you to do these things to make up to him.â
âYou are not him, how could you know? Moreover, it wouldnât cost much to buy it back.â
Hai Xiaotang was shocked, âWhy?â
Dongfang Yuâs black pupils were dark and woeful, âTo make your uncle and the rest spew out the money.â
âBut, they wonât!â
âI have my ways, you just wait for the good news.â After saying this, he continued massaging her arm. The medicinal liquor could only permeate when it was vigorously rubbed.
Perhaps due to his skill, slowly, Hai Xiaotang really didnât feel any more pain.
After applying the medicine, Dongfang Yu left, naturally intending to find a way to buy back the house.
Hai Xiaotang was left with Zhangâs mother to tidy up the room and put everything back in its place.
It took both of them a long time to get everything sorted out.