When she saw He Xinyun's forbearing face, all Jian Liangtong's awkwardness turned into sadness.
Huo Shaojun furrowed his brow slightly, reached out and took Jian Liangtong's hand, his long fingers firmly encasing her hand within his palm.
The warmth from his palm spread like a stream to the tip of Jian Liangtong's heart.
Jian Liangtong lowered her eyelids slightly, staring blankly at their hands clasped together.
He Xinyun also stared at their hands intertwined, her eyes red at the corners, using all her strength to resist pulling them apart forcefully.
Trembling, she moved her gaze to Huo Shaojun's face, the emotions in her eyes a mix of anger and fear.
Huo Shaojun's eyes narrowed slightly, "Aunt..."
"Not at all." He Xinyun stared at him, "You are the famous Huo Tianwang, the son of the Huo Family, a magnate in the restaurant world. How could a small citizen like me deserve to be called aunt by you?"
