The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 847 - 844: From Small Happiness to Great

Chapter 847: Chapter 844: From Small Happiness to Great

Ye Ranran almost spit out her tea, she hadn’t anticipated that Huo’s mother had been so bold in her youth.

"Dad didn’t refuse?"

"No, he told me he didn’t have a girlfriend, so it was natural for us to be together." The families were well-matched, and there was no reason for anyone at home to object.

It was a joy for everyone involved.

Everyone said that she and he were like golden boy and jade girl, prince and princess.

"Do you think Xia Qing could be his true love?" Ye Ranran asked somberly.

Huo’s mother stood up abruptly, "Impossible, that vixen must have seduced him."

Is that so? Ye Ranran smiled calmly and composedly.

"Is it or is it not, shouldn’t we find out by going there?"

"Go? Go where?"

"Naturally, to find Xia Qing, to see Dad’s attitude," Ye Ranran said unequivocally.

Huo’s mother looked at Ye Ranran as if she were insane. She could find Huo’s father to make a scene, but she wouldn’t fuss with Xia Qing—that was the dignity expected of a lady of their status.

To bully a "mistress" would only give people a reason to criticize and despise her.

"Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying we should trouble her. She did have a son, right? He’s part of the Huo Family. As the head of the household, what’s wrong with you going to see him? Xia Qing may never marry, might not care about her status, but does her son feel the same?"

No mother doesn’t consider her son’s welfare, nor does any want to see her child suffer.

Given the Huo Family’s extensive assets, she didn’t believe that Xia Qing had no intentions or that Huo’s father had no concerns.

"I won’t leave them a penny," Huo’s mother said through gritted teeth.

"I agree." Though she despised him, wishing Huo Yi would just die—they had grown so accustomed to loathing each other, yet they knew each other so well.

Changing to someone else now, who knows what problems that may cause?

Even if that other person was just a kid, she was still unwilling.

The inherent badness in people.

"Let’s go, it will be too late if we delay," Ye Ranran urged Huo’s mother.

Huo’s mother hesitated a bit, "Can we really go?"

"At this time, if you yield one step, you might lose a part of the inheritance."

Ye Ranran’s words struck a nerve, and Huo’s mother slapped her thigh, "Let’s go, am I supposed to be afraid of her?"

Ye Ranran looked at Huo’s mother admiringly. Even at her age, she retained her naivety—it meant she hadn’t suffered before.

This person, blessed from childhood.

Only someone who has never faced setbacks could remain so genuinely naive.

Xia Qing lived in the most bustling and expensive apartment in the downtown area, 120 square meters with European palace-style decoration, rich and luxurious.

When Ye Ranran brought Huo’s mother, Xia Qing had just returned.

Seeing Huo’s mother, panic flickered in her eyes.

"Won’t you invite us in?" In public, Huo’s mother displayed the authority of the matriarch of the Huo Family.

"Please, come inside," Xia Qing was humbly deferential.

Watching her feigned submission, Ye Ranran shook her head. She was good at concealing it—her expression was modest with a touch of meekness.

Yet, she still sensed a bit of resentment from her.

Huo’s mother wore no gold or silver, only a bracelet on her hand, but it was of an extraordinary color, clearly a rare item.

Despite her seemingly simple attire, the exquisite embroidery on her cuff revealed luxury.

True character revealed through details, this was more provocative than outright flaunting wealth.

Huo’s mother casually took a seat, and Ye Ranran took out the health supplements from her hands, "This is a small token from mom."

"You’ve come all this way, there’s no need for such formality," Xia Qing smiled stiffly.