He didn't glance at Xixi throughout the whole time, his attention almost entirely on Shiran.
Huo Xiaohua saw all of this.
"Fine. Then I'll help you deal with this little girl, and you hurry up and marry Tang Si to fulfill mother's last wish, and also achieve your own wish. As your brother, this is all I can do for you."
When he first saw Shiran today, he only found her familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen her.
It wasn't until he returned to his office that he suddenly remembered that Zhao Wuyan had shown him a photo of Shiran.
That's why he didn't let Shiran leave when he saw her at the hotel that night.
"Really?"
Zhao Wuyan's eyes lit up, and she jumped up from the sofa, hugging Huo Xiaohua, "Wow, brother, you spoil me too much, haha... Brother is the best."
"Alright, you're a girl, don't act like a tomboy."
He poked Zhao Wuyan's head, "Mom is gone, if your brother doesn't spoil you, who else will?"
"Hehe... Brother, you're so good," Zhao Wuyan was overjoyed.
...
Hidden Clan.
Knock, knock, knock—
There was a knock on the door, "Sister Weiwei, time to get up and eat."
It was He Xiao Mingjin's voice.
Meng Jingwei sat up, ran a hand through her hair, letting it fall loose.
Yesterday, Qing Muye had given her a specially made miniature translation earpiece, so to avoid detection, she had to let her hair down to cover it.
"I'm up."
She got out of bed wearing her pajamas, glanced at the paper in the trash can, picked up the trash can, and went to the bathroom to empty the paper into the bathroom's trash can before returning to the bedroom with the trash can.
She walked to the door, opened it, and saw He Xiao Mingjin standing there. She gave him a glare, "Good morning."
This guy, who looked so delicate, had an astonishing alcohol tolerance.
She had tried to get him drunk yesterday, and he had drunk four large jars of wine before passing out.
The key point was that his mouth was too tight, not a single word leaked.
He Xiao Mingjin's face was filled with a bright, sunny smile, "Sister Weiwei has a great alcohol tolerance," he praised without reservation.
"Compared to you, it's far from it."
Meng Jingwei withdrew her gaze and turned to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
She considered herself to have a good tolerance for alcohol, but compared to He Xiao Mingjin, it was indeed far inferior.
Last night, during their drinking competition, she had cheated secretly and poured away a lot of wine, but she still ended up getting thoroughly drunk.
"Not at all, Sister Weiwei is too modest."
He Xiao Mingjin didn't enter her room, merely standing at the doorway and saying, "I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Okay."
Meng Jingwei washed her hands, squeezed toothpaste, and brushed her teeth.
In the bedroom wardrobe, there were more than a dozen neatly arranged outfits. Because the climate was always spring-like and pleasant, there were only summer clothes.
Fortunately, not all the clothes prepared were Hidden Clan attire. Meng Jingwei directly chose a floral dress, let her hair hang down over her shoulders, and went downstairs wearing flat shoes.
In the dining room downstairs, Old Chen Tou, Daisy Tini, and He Xiao Mingjin were already seated at the dining table, waiting for her.
She walked over, looked at the Chinese breakfast, and began to eat.
After she had eaten her fill, Meng Jingwei put down her chopsticks, "What are the arrangements for today?"
"There are no major events for the next two months. You will study the local language of the Hidden Clan with Mingjin, learn about the backgrounds of important figures in the Hidden Clan, and continue with your training."
Old Chen Tou stated his arrangements.
"Two months?"
Meng Jingwei's composure instantly broke, "If I'm idle for two months, why didn't you let me come two months later? My two children are still in Lancheng. You know that!"
"Due to special circumstances, after one week, the outside world will be unable to enter the Hidden Clan for three months. If I didn't bring you here in advance, by the time three months have passed, all matters will have been settled. What would be the point of coming then?"