latelenovela Chapter 161 Mr. Huo, Madam knows you're at the club.
Chapter 161 Mr. Huo, Madam knows you're at the club.
Sunday is the day to go back to the old house to visit Grandma Huo.
Since the old lady overcame her psychological barrier and was able to receive acupuncture with Sister Wu's company, she no longer needed Sister Wu's company when going to the Chinese medicine clinic.
As a result, she and the old lady had not seen each other for quite some time.
But even when things were at odds between her and Horstley, they would always make sure to go back to visit the old folks together on Sundays.
This time, however, Huo Sili was away on a business trip, and she didn't know where he was going. She could only rely on her previous business trip experience to deduce that they were abroad.
It wasn't that she hadn't sent messages to Huo Sili and He Xu, but rather that neither of them replied to her messages.
If it weren't for the fact that He Xu's corporate QQ status showed he was online, and that she had finally managed to contact one of Huo Sili's bodyguards (whose contact information she had previously obtained), and learned that the two of them were safe and sound, she would have been much better off.
She was starting to think something had happened to the two of them abroad.
Although she no longer liked him, she still didn't want anything to happen to him, thinking of Old Mrs. Huo.
Fortunately, no accidents occurred.
Knowing that Huo Sili and He Xu were safe and sound, Jiang Qin was able to continue thinking about the divorce.
Now that she had finally managed to get in touch with someone, she naturally wanted to ask Huo Sili what the situation was like, even though she knew she probably wouldn't get much useful information.
It's still better than waiting around like before, knowing nothing and having nowhere to ask questions.
Unexpectedly, just as Jiang Qin was about to ask a question, she suddenly heard the sound of a heavy door being opened from the inside on the other end of the phone.
In an instant, a cacophony of voices erupted, men and women alike. Several of the men were familiar faces, while the women were calling out terms like "Young Master X," their laughter like silver bells, exceptionally charming.
Jiang Qin's eyes darkened slightly, because clearly, at this moment, these things were secondary to her.
What she mainly wanted to figure out was—why was everything she heard in Chinese?
Aside from those few familiar male voices, the women and the words they used were clearly very similar to those in Kyoto.
Were they discussing business at a clubhouse run by Chinese people?
Jiang Qin couldn't guarantee it and wanted to listen more carefully.
Suddenly, all human voices vanished completely.
Jiang Qin's dark pupils suddenly darkened.
The sound disappeared too quickly, as if someone had blocked the phone's microphone.
Is this to prevent her from listening? Is it because it's commercial content that's inconvenient for her to hear, or is it simply to avoid revealing something, so they're avoiding letting her hear it?
Jiang Qin's brows furrowed tightly in an instant.
Clearly, the bodyguard on the other end of the phone was too late in covering the microphone.
"Duan Shuo, are you abroad?" After a pause, Jiang Qin chose to get straight to the point.
Hearing the woman's voice on the other end of the call, tinged with suspicion, and also hearing Jiang Qin call his name for the first time, the bodyguard's feelings became complicated.
After glancing at the private room whose door was half-opened by the young masters inside, Duan Shuo, the bodyguard waiting outside the room, quickly walked to a quiet corner at the end of the corridor. When he spoke, he felt as if he had used up all his acting skills.
“I’m sorry, Madam,” Duan Shuo said respectfully but with an unusually distant tone, “President Huo doesn’t want me to disclose this.”
"Can't we disclose whether it's domestic or international? Are they at a club? I just heard a woman's voice."
A woman's voice...
Duan Shuo was in a real bind. He glanced back at the private room, thought for a moment, and decided that he hadn't lied through his teeth.
After all, lying through one's teeth right now would only make things worse.
A top-tier bodyguard wouldn't do something so stupid, so Duan Shuo quickly came up with this idea.
"Yes, Madam, it was abroad, but those girls were called in by other young masters, not Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo stayed far away from them."
"Oh, so that means he's in there too?"
"..." Bodyguard Duan Shuo's eyes widened, and for the first time, he wanted to slap himself.
But upon reflection, I realized it was a dead end.
That's true, everyone else is standing here, how could his employer not be inside?
If the answer is yes, I'm afraid; if the answer is no, wouldn't that be trying to cover up the truth and also insulting my wife's intelligence?
After weighing the pros and cons, Duan Shuo finally agreed, "Yes, Madam, Mr. Huo is inside."
"Oh, that's perfect. I need to talk to him. Give him your phone and let him..."
Duan Shuo glanced at the scene and started sweating. "Madam, I'm afraid that won't work. President Huo is currently discussing business."
Jiang Qin: "Do I look like someone who's easy to fool?"
Duan Shuo shut up.
Half a second later, I wanted to say something, but the call ended abruptly.
In a corner of the private room near Huo Sili, two scantily clad young women stared at each other, a competitive glint in their eyes.
They all raised their wine glasses and headed toward Huo Sili, but before they could even get close enough to maintain social distancing, He Xu, who was standing next to Huo Sili, gave them a cold look.
The young master next to him was about to laugh when he saw this.
Suddenly, a gentle, pure instrumental melody, like celestial music, cleansed the room of its decadent atmosphere.
"Wow, Brother Huo, when did you start liking this kind of music? Whose phone is this? Let me see."
Sheng Zhan had just approached, and before he could even see the name, Huo Sili, who had been leaning against the sofa lost in thought, suddenly grabbed his phone, jumped up, and walked out.
Just as he stepped out the door, Duan Shuo, the bodyguard who was outside struggling with how to report the news to Huo Sili, saw him and quickly told Huo Sili what had just happened: "Mr. Huo, Madam just called and knows you're at the club..."
Huo Sili glanced at Duan Shuo, answered the call, and walked out, his pace noticeably quickening.
At Yunhai Huafu, the phone call suddenly connected, and Jiang Qin's furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
He called out his name as if to confirm, "Hosley?"
At the end of the corridor outside the private room, Huo Sili's eyes, which had been gloomy and dark for a long time, suddenly brightened as if they had finally seen the light of dawn.
He simply spoke, his tone unusually calm: "Yes, it's me. I'm sorry, I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to reply to your messages."
Jiang Qin paused, then said, "Um, it's okay, so now..."
"I'm quite busy right now." But before he could finish speaking, Horst's voice suddenly interrupted.
Jiang Qin was slightly taken aback, and her beautiful brows furrowed involuntarily.
The words were cut off too quickly, like... a stress reaction after touching a keyword, or perhaps, he seemed to be deliberately avoiding it.