Chapter 1146 - 1143: Warm Embrace 3

At this moment, he must be thinking of his late wife, and his heart is bleeding.

Yan Xixi didn’t disturb him; she just sorted the dishes and organized everything.

Her voice was light and cheerful, she said smiling: "Uncle Huang, this time I might stay for a long period, I can often come to enjoy your delicious dishes..."

Old Huang was overjoyed: "Really?"

She blinked: "Absolutely. I’ve accepted a commission from an authoritative magazine, the fee is high, after the New Year, I’ll spend a month organizing things to deliver the manuscript, and during this time, I’ll be coming for meals often... Just afraid I’ll disturb you, old man..."

"How would it disturb me? Xixi, I’d be delighted if you came every day..."

With Huang Xiaojue not around, she hoped to do her part, bring joy under his knees, accompany Father Huang, and at least make the old man’s days less dull.

A super sumptuous meal with eight dishes and one soup.

But it was missing Huang Xiaojue.

After meeting Li Zhen, Yan Xixi understood that Huang Xiaojue, even if he wasn’t dead, was in an extremely dangerous situation, and he might be involved in a very dangerous plan; otherwise, he wouldn’t even come back for this time.

However, she didn’t mention Huang Xiaojue.

Instead, Father Huang’s eyes reddened: "Ah, I wonder how Xiaojue is doing now..."

She forced a smile: "Don’t worry, Xiaojue always does things with a sense of measure. After this matter is over, he’ll definitely return and won’t leave again..."

"I hope so."

The two had lunch, and Yan Xixi accompanied Old Huang to play chess. After a while, she felt thirsty. Yan Xixi volunteered to make tea. Shortly, the room was filled with a subtle tea aroma.

"Uncle Huang, here are some snacks to go with the tea, they’re not greasy at all..."

"This is also really tasty..."

Old Huang unintentionally watched her as she skillfully served tea and poured water. Before, they hadn’t spent time together, but now in a foreign land, seeing this girl being enthusiastic and clever, without the slightest pretense. What was even more precious was her seemingly nonchalant yet genuinely sincere emotional warmth.

In his heart, he couldn’t help but sigh repeatedly: If only his son had married this girl back then, the family would certainly be whole.

His son wouldn’t have married Zhou Ting, and his wife wouldn’t have been killed.

But with one careless moment, everyone’s fate was completely changed.

At this moment, a faint hope also grew in his heart: Could this child still reconcile with Xiaojue?

If they could still get together, his son’s latter half of life would always have some wish to hold on to. But now, who knows where his son is, how could they talk about reconciliation?

Looking around, Yan Xixi was repeatedly glancing out the window, clearly wondering if Huang Xiaojue would come back.

But she watched, eyes strained, and there was no sign of Huang Xiaojue.

He, probing, said: "When Xiaojue comes back, I’ll definitely ask him to call you right away."

She set down her teacup: "Will Xiaojue come back today?"

"He probably won’t. Before he left, he told me he’d probably only return in spring."

Yan Xixi was very disappointed, but compared to Father Huang, she could only force such painful emotions down. Especially today, if she indulged in sorrow, it would be adding insult to injury for the old man.

She quickly changed the subject and told a few jokes, making the old man laugh heartily.

Unnoticed, it was already evening.

She got up to say goodbye, and Old Huang walked her to the door, repeatedly reminding her to drive carefully. In the end, he couldn’t hold back: "Xixi, if you have time recently, come and visit often."