Chapter 844 - Avenging My Little Brother (5)

Translator: Noodletown Translated  Editor: Noodletown Translated

– The next morning –

Huo Mian’s entire body was sore as she woke up…

Mr. Qin really made it up to her last night – they barely slept, spending almost the full night fooling around.

She even suspected that Mr. Qin took pills… why was he always so full of energy?

“Honey, you’re up?”

It was already after 9 AM when Huo Mian woke up; Qin Chu had already finished his morning video conference with GK Headquarters and was back from his morning run.

“Yeah…” Huo Mian was still drowsy.

“Let’s go get breakfast.”

“Sure.”

Huo Mian seriously regretted seducing Mr. Qin – her legs were sore even as she walked.

However, who could she complain to about something like this?

– During breakfast –

Zhixin suddenly said, “Sis, Yue sent me a WeChat message yesterday.”

“Oh yeah?” Huo Mian didn’t really react.

She gave Huang Yue a chance and offered her help, but the latter refused, so what else was there to say?

“Yeah, she said that she doesn’t want to work at the hospital anymore. She’s going to leave C City and move to the south with her parents.”

“Oh,” Huo Mian nodded.

“She also asked me what I planned on doing after graduation,” Zhixin said as he chewed on a slice of bread.

“What did you say?”

“She stopped replying me after I told her that I’m going to intern at my brother-in-law’s company. I wonder what she meant by that, maybe she wants to get back together with me?”

“What about you, do you want to get back together with her?” Huo Mian asked as she looked at Zhixin.

“Sis… to tell you the truth, I do. She’s my first girlfriend, and I treasure our relationship. If she still wants to be with me, then I’m willing.”

“Even if she betrayed you?” Huo Mian asked faintly.

“Perhaps she had her reasons.” Zhixin was still an innocent boy who oversimplified everything.

“I don’t think… you and Huang Yue will end up together. Stop thinking about getting back together with her and study hard. Once you graduate, get a good job. You’re a man, you should be like one… don’t put too much emphasis on love and relationships,” Huo Mian lectured.

“I got it, Sis.” Afraid that his sister was going to nag him again, Zhixin looked down and began wolfing down the food in front of him.

Qin Chu never interrupted Zhixin and Huo Mian’s conversations; after all, they mostly talked about love, relationships, and other private matters of the sort.

After breakfast, Zhixin walked around the island while Huo Mian and Qin Chu changed and got made up, in preparation for their first wedding photo session.

Huo Mian knew that taking photos would be tiring, but she didn’t know just how tiring it could really be. They had to take seventy or eighty photos with each outfit.

The good thing was, the team was very helpful and efficient; they didn’t waste any time.

During the break, some held umbrellas and others passed them water. They provided immaculate service.

“Young Madam, if you’re tired, we can rest for a little longer before taking the next set.”

“How was my expression just now? Was my smile really fake? I don’t want the photos to come out bad.”

“Not at all, you looked really pretty. Once we fix up the photos tonight, you can take a look.”

Just then, she received a WeChat message on her phone…

Huo Mian opened the message to see that it was from Ni Yang.

Before they left the country, she activated roaming, so she could freely browse the internet.

“Sister Mian, I heard that you and President Qin went to the Maldives?”

“Yeah.”

“When are you coming back?”

“In two or three days, what’s up?”

“I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay, I’ll call you when I get back.”

After she hung up the phone, she began wondering what happened; Ni Yang never looked for her for no reason.

Did he find out that she contacted Xie Juan and Shuai Shuai?

After an entire day of photo shoots, Huo Mian, exhausted, sat in the hot tub, unwilling to come out.

When her phone rang, it was Qin Chu who brought it in for her.

It was a strange number that wasn’t from China.

“Hello?”

“Huo Mian, it’s me.” A familiar woman’s voice sounded over the phone.