Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Are You This Ugly After Plastic Surgery?
On the way back driving, Xiao Jinghuai’s handsome face remained cold like an ice sculpture. He glanced sideways at the girl who was already asleep, snoring lightly, and his furrowed brows relaxed a bit.
At this moment, the phone in his suit pocket suddenly rang. Afraid of waking her up, he immediately took it out to answer...
"He’s back."
Xiao Jinghuai reached out to gently touch the girl’s soft and smooth cheek, "Just met him."
"Come back to the old house, I have something to tell you."
"We’re outside, she’s asleep and it’s inconvenient. Another day."
Xiao Jinghuai had forgotten how long it had been since he had a calm conversation with the person on the other end of the line. It seemed like forever, and the reason he could speak so softly now was solely to avoid waking her.
Unknowingly, her influence seemed to have exceeded expectations.
The old voice came through, "Song Song is also there? Then come over together, I haven’t seen that girl in a long time."
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t expect that he would hear such words from this cold-blooded tyrant one day.
Surprisingly, with a hint of indescribable affection.
The girl seemed to be sleeping deeply, so when the man’s calloused fingertip reached her lips, she didn’t wake up, still sleeping sweetly.
"Fine, I happen to have something to ask you."
"..."
He wanted to know where exactly she came from.
Half an hour later, they arrived at Xiao Family’s old house. Because Song Song was sleeping so soundly, Xiao Jinghuai directly carried her out of the car.
He thought this action would wake her, but unexpectedly, she simply snuggled against his chest and continued to sleep soundly.
Helplessly, he could only carry her into the house.
At this time, Housekeeper Xu was standing at the doorway to greet them. Seeing them like this, he rarely smiled and said, "Young Master, is Young Madam asleep?"
Xiao Jinghuai coldly mumbled, "Hmm."
Housekeeper Xu then suggested, "Why not carry Young Madam to the bedroom first? That way, she can sleep more comfortably."
After a moment’s thought, Xiao Jinghuai complied, because he didn’t want her to wake up.
After settling the girl, he went to the old master’s study.
As soon as he opened the study door, thick smoke wafted out from inside. Xiao Jinghuai suppressed a cough as he walked in and said coldly, "You’re old enough to smoke less."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Xiao stamped out his cigarette and instructed, "Housekeeper Xu, open the windows."
"Yes!"
Xiao Jinghuai sat elegantly, unbuttoning his suit jacket, and asked, "Do you know her lineage?"
Old Master Xiao seemed to anticipate his question, "I only know her mother is called Song Xueqin. As for anything else, I don’t know. What have you discovered?"
Xiao Jinghuai paused slightly. He had thought the old man would know more, but unexpectedly, just like him, it seemed her mother indeed had issues.
Song Xueqin, a person from God knows where?
"Then we have nothing to talk about. I’m leaving!"
Xiao Jinghuai stood up directly, his expression cold and indifferent.
Old Master Xiao hurriedly called out to him, "Wait, he said he wants to move back in. Do you agree?"
"Since when does Xiao Zhenzhong, who holds life and death power, ask for someone else’s opinion?" Xiao Jinghuai mocked.
Glancing at the old man’s face flashing with melancholy, he reluctantly said, "He’s Xiao Family and it’s natural he wants to come back. I have no objection."
"Then you..."
Old Master Xiao hesitated, "Then why don’t you and Song Song move back too? It will be livelier with more people."
Xiao Jinghuai frowned slightly, "Do you believe he’s back without a motive this time? You’re so happy he’s back, aren’t you afraid he’ll turn against you?"
"Regardless, it’s my fault towards him. If he retaliates, it’s deserved."
"If you’re worried he’ll go after me, then how about moving back with Song Song? It’s a win-win, isn’t it?"
"I also heard Song Song is quite skilled, never had the chance to taste her cooking."
"..."
In Xiao Jinghuai’s memory, this man named Xiao Zhenzhong, the old man who was also his grandfather, had never spoken so warmly. Was it truly because of age that now he realized the preciousness of family?
Before he could speak, a crisp female voice came from the doorway, "Alright, alright! We can move back."
Darn! When did she wake up?
Xiao Jinghuai scowled at Song Song, "No random interference!"
Song Song wasn’t afraid of him now! She walked in, lifting her skirt with both hands, and smiled, "Mr. Xiao, right! Rest assured, we’ll move back tomorrow. Isn’t it our duty to accompany the lonely elderly?"
Housekeeper Xu furrowed his brow, lonely elderly?
It’s the first time someone dared to refer to him like this—interesting.
Old Master Xiao’s sharp eyes quickly noticed the little girl was different from before, asking, "What’s wrong with you?"
Song Song laughed heartily, as if nothing happened, "Oh, I had a car accident before, temporary amnesia, no major problem."
"Oh, so that’s it. Then you should definitely come back to the old house for a good recovery."
Song Song didn’t expect Xiao Jinghuai to have a grandfather, and it seemed like their relationship wasn’t great. Their conflict was their issue, it had nothing to do with her, but she liked the environment of the old house...
Besides, it’s better than living in a hillside villa.
Seeing the girl was enthusiastic, Xiao Jinghuai went along and said, "Grandpa, we can move back, but Bao Bei must come with us, otherwise forget it."
"You..."
Old Master Xiao suddenly looked angry, "Even now you care about that bastard!"
Xiao Jinghuai calmly replied, "He’s my son, of course, I care."
"Fine, fine, everyone back, isn’t that okay?"
Old Master Xiao suddenly began coughing excitedly, Housekeeper Xu rushed to soothe, "Master, calm down. You should be happy the Young Master wants to move back, don’t get upset."
Song Song didn’t understand what misunderstanding there was, but from the looks of it, the old man seemed to strongly dislike Bao Bei!
Why?
Bao Bei was Xiao Jinghuai’s son, so he was his great-grandchild. He should cherish him, so why call him a bastard?
Just when Song Song was about to ask, the man pulled her out of the room, walking so fast she could only trail behind, stumbling...
"Xiao Jinghuai, slow down, I can’t keep up."
But the man didn’t slow down; he even sped up.
Song Song gasped while keeping up, "By the way, why doesn’t Mr. Xiao like Bao Bei?"
"It’s so strange..."
"Hey! Speak up! Don’t walk so fast, I really can’t keep up."
"..."
Suddenly, the man stopped, and Song Song, unprepared, bumped into him.
She rubbed her aching nose and muttered, "If I had plastic surgery, my nose would surely be crooked now, luckily it’s the original."
Xiao Jinghuai turned around and smirked coldly, "Is a surgeon as ugly as you?"
Song Song: "..."
She was magnanimous; she wouldn’t argue with him; she absolutely wouldn’t get angry; she must be elegant; she had to be a Little Fairy...
But, damn, he was simply too much!
So she retorted defiantly...