When Huo Qingyuan heard her words, the smile on his face was obviously stagnant.

He looked up at her: "I've blocked her contact information."

Since high school, his mother has become a different person, always emphasizing in his ears that he is a descendant of the Huo family, and everything in the Huo family belongs to him. He must have a promising moment and be liked by his grandfather at all. He must not let the Huo family fall into the hands of his father.

He once understood his mother for a while, a woman who had been living in poverty for more than 40 years. Suddenly one day, the illusion of happiness was torn apart, her husband cheated on her, and she had her own dignity, so she divorced and took him away without saying a word.

He understood and admired her mother's approach, so she made him promising and he also worked hard to fulfill her expectations.

When she was in her sophomore year, she said she would let him go abroad. Although he was unwilling, she finally compromised to go abroad.

After graduation, she asked him to give up his career and join the Huo family's company, and he also gave up.

For more than ten years, he has been working hard to be the well-behaved son she hopes for.

Until that day before the wedding, she even told him that she must let Old Man Huo transfer the shares to him as soon as possible.

At that moment, he suddenly felt very tired.

Since her divorce, he seemed to be no longer her son in her eyes.

He is like a robot, and he has to obey her instructions for everything.

His thoughts and his happiness are not worth mentioning in her eyes.

She just wanted him to bring everything from the Huo family to his subordinates, make Huo Zhenting regret it, and let him kneel in front of her to repent.

He lived for her for fifteen years, and he didn't want to live for her anymore!

Chen Xiao was a little surprised: "You are quite cruel!"

Huo Qingyuan rubbed his temples and said, "I'm very tired, let me go in and take a break."

Only in front of her did he feel that he was alive.

Chen Xiao saw the dark circles under his eyes, thought of the recent rumors in the circle, and sighed: "Come in, come in."

Yesterday, my aunt came to clean it up, and there was a faint scent of cherry blossoms in the room.

Chen Xiao turned on the light and the window, poured two cups of warm water, and handed him a cup: "What are your plans next?"

"Nothing to plan."

He sat on the sofa with no concern.

Chen Xiao knew that Huo Qingyuan is now giving up.

She took a sip of water, sat down on the single sofa beside her, holding a cup and looking at him: "You are escaping from marriage this time, isn't it really because of me?"

Huo Qingyuan looked at her calmly for a while: "There is part of the reason."

Chen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. If Huo Qingyuan was really escaping from marriage because of her, she would actually be quite uneasy.

Now that he said this, she naturally felt much less psychological pressure.

In fact, on the way back, she also thought about why Huo Qingyuan escaped from marriage.

If she didn't understand it very much before, she felt that Huo Qingyuan was going crazy, but after receiving the fucking call, she suddenly understood it.

Mrs. Chen told her several times that Huo Qingyuan has changed a lot.

She never took it seriously, but the phone call broke all the filters of childhood.

That gentle and generous aunt became such a hysterical person at some point.

She was a stranger and felt that she was depressing, let alone Huo Qingyuan, as her son.

No wonder she always felt that Huo Qingyuan had changed somewhere over the years, but she couldn't say what she really wanted to say.

It was not until now that Chen Xiao knew where he had changed.

He is no longer the arrogant boy who was seventeen years old, and he can no longer go back to his time as free and carefree as he was seventeen years old.

Today, Huo Qingyuan is like an old man hiding under the young skin.
Chapter completed!