The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Huang Xiaojue must be alive and well.

With this thought, her mind suddenly became clear, and she felt brighter.

Old Huang had always been traveling the world, completely oblivious to external affairs. Besides, he couldn’t understand the foreign reports about the crashed plane, and he was entirely unaware that Yan Xixi was on the list of missing passengers.

He simply longs to see old friends, making a lot of small pastries, constantly offering coffee and treats to Yan Xixi.

"Uncle Huang, did Xiaojue ever mention when he’d come back?"

Huang’s father sighed deeply, "I only hope he’ll return by New Year’s Eve."

Yan Xixi calculated; New Year’s Eve is less than twenty days away.

By then, would Huang Xiaojue really return?

Moreover, she discovered that Huang’s father was completely unaware of the murder incident in Canada... It’s obvious, if something terrible happened to Huang Xiaojue, the old gentleman couldn’t be so calm and composed.

However, she couldn’t directly ask Huang’s father about it, afraid that asking too much might make the old man worried.

She inadvertently saw many photos pressed on the table, all of them were of Huang’s mother.

From the black-and-white photos of her youth to those of her old age... Even she couldn’t help but praise: When she was young, Huang’s mother had bright eyes and beautiful teeth, she was stunningly beautiful. Over the years, she remained fashionable.

Old Huang followed her gaze, "Sigh, when I see these photos, I always feel the old lady is still here with me..."

For the rest of his life, he could no longer look for another woman.

She had captivated his soul.

Poor old fellow.

Huang’s father was very hospitable, "Xixi, are you staying in Dun City? Won’t you head back after graduation?"

She smiled faintly, "Yes, I plan to stay here long-term. By the way, Uncle, here’s my phone number. You can call me anytime, and I will come to visit you."

Huang’s father was extremely delighted. Having another acquaintance brings solace, especially since Yan Xixi is closely connected with the Huang Family.

"Tomorrow, I’ve arranged a short trip with a group of old friends... Xixi, if you’re still in Dun City on New Year’s Eve, come to my place for dinner. I’m a pretty good cook, I’ll have dinner ready for you."

"Thank you, I’ll be there."

"Uncle, I have one more request..."

"Xixi, go ahead."

"If Xiaojue contacts you, tell him that I’ll be waiting for him at the old place. Also, don’t mention me to anyone except him."

Huang’s father was taken aback and nodded cautiously, "Rest assured."

The night fell, and the snowflakes danced even more wildly.

In a secluded little coffee shop with ample warmth, Yan Xixi carried her backpack like a wandering hero without a destination.

The lighting was dim, and the fragrance of freshly baked pastries filled the air.

She wasn’t hungry and stayed curled up on the sofa.

At this moment, she wasn’t worried about being short of money, nor concerned about Huang Xiaojue’s uncertain fate, not even fearing the invisible hand extending to strangle her again—people have a peculiar habit: the brain has a self-repairing function for trauma, allowing time’s magic hands to slowly smooth out past pains.

The air disaster had become history, she thought, the best scenario would be if the person who stole her documents had also become a victim of that catastrophe. Since then, no one knows her or causes trouble for her anymore.

In fact, the half-year of peace and safety had made her completely lower her guard. Even her mentality changed, she no longer worried over petty matters but became calm and generous. Since she’s not afraid of death, what else is there to fear?

In this world, there are countless people who suffer from hunger and cold, tormented by disease and poverty. Their lives are truly a dark night without end.

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