499: C499 Two Years Later

C499 Two Years Later

In the large and luxurious banquet hall, men, women, old and young were all wearing expensive formal attire. They spoke elegantly and had a calm and confident appearance. The main character of today's banquet, Old Man Huo, was surrounded by the crowd like they were the center of attention. People raised their glasses, their faces beaming, and spoke words of benediction and flattery.

"Old Master Huo, today is your eightieth birthday. It's truly a cause for celebration! A cause for celebration!"

"The old man is full of vigor and vigor. It won't be a problem even if he lives to be a hundred and twenty years old!"

"Elder Huo …"

The old tutor was all smiles when he heard these words. He didn't shirk away from being toasted. He'd actually drunk too much in such a short amount of time, and was a bit tipsy.

Huo Mingshen saw that the old man's face was flushed red, his body was unsteady, and his footsteps were unsteady. He walked over and separated the old man from the rest with a polite smile, but there was also a hint of alienation in the smile, "Grandpa drank too much, so let's call it a day."

Since Huo Mingshen had already spoken, everyone was not embarrassed to continue toasting. After smiling in response, they all dispersed and gathered in groups of three or five to discuss topics of interest.

Huo Mingshen was going to help the old man to rest when he heard a high-spirited voice not far away: "Old Huo, it's been a few years since we last met, but your alcohol tolerance has dropped!" His voice was loud like a bell, and one could tell that the person speaking was old, but his physique was very strong.

Hearing that, Huo Mingshen turned around and saw an old man slowly walking over with a young girl in a white dress. The girl had her head lowered. Her figure was slender and Huo Mingshen could not see her appearance. However, he felt a sense of familiarity with her. He held the old man's hand and began to tremble slightly — could it be her?

Two years ago, after the explosion at sea, he had slept for an entire month before waking up. He wanted to go back to the sea and find Soong Shiyan. Even if he found her body, he would admit it, he thought. However, the sea was vast and he was so tiny, so how could he possibly find him? Moreover, he could still clearly see that explosion — she and Huo Mingyang were probably turned to ashes in that explosion.

He spent a huge sum of money to organize a search and rescue party and spent a full year at sea. Finally, at some point on a certain day, he finally saw the reality of the situation and dejectedly returned home. Later, he survived, but his heart died.

Seeing the figure that was getting closer to him, Huo Mingshen's breath seemed to stop. He stood there like a puppet, stiff and unable to move. He didn't even know how to control his expression.

"Elder Tong, you're here!" The old man's voice carried a trace of happiness, and he seemed to be in high spirits, "How many years has it been since we last met?! You heartless, yet you still know how to return home? " The old man held Elder Tong's hand and said cordially.

The two of them stood there greeting each other for a long time before they recalled the introduction.

"Mingshen, this is grandpa's best friend in life, Tong Guofan — old buddy, this is my grandson, Huo Mingshen." The old man introduced them with a smile.

"I've heard a lot about you, and I've often heard my grandfather talk about you. Today, I've finally been able to meet you. I'm not very honored." Huo Mingshen looked at Elder Tong and said with a smile.

"I've often seen you in the news, as expected of the bloodline of Huo Family. It makes people involuntarily sigh with emotion. Our time has passed!" Elder Tong looked at Huo Mingshen with appreciation in his eyes.

"Elder Tong, is this your granddaughter?" The old man looked at the young girl beside Elder Tong and asked with a smile.

"That's right. Mu Mu, why aren't you coming over to greet him?" Elder Tong turned his head and looked at his granddaughter who was standing behind him as he shouted with a doting expression.

Hearing that, the girl walked to the front of the old man and Huo Mingshen, slowly raised her head, and said with a smile: "Greetings, old man." Young Master Huo, nice to meet you.

Huo Mingshen was slightly disappointed — — Not her! Looking at the familiar figure and profile, he had thought at first that this was her. A wry smile appeared on his face. What was he looking forward to now? No one had survived the explosion, unless she borrowed the body again. However, if she was still alive, how could she not have come looking for him after two whole years?

"Mu Mu, why are you so distant? "Just like Mingshen, you can just call me 'Grandpa' — stop calling me 'Master Huo', just call him Brother Mingshen." The old man smiled and said, "Elder Tong, this granddaughter of yours has not inherited the blood of your Tong Family!"

"It's not like you don't know. Mu Mu Mu's father has the same temperament as him. Mu Mu is carved from the same mold as him." "Sigh …" Elder Tong could only helplessly sigh. Even though he said this, his eyes did not hide his fondness for Mu Mu.

"Grandfather, Ming — Brother Mingshen …" Mu Qiuyou looked at Huo Mingshen, his face slightly red, as he embarrassedly shouted out.

"Yes." Huo Mingshen responded indifferently and then excused himself and left.

Tonight, the appearance of Mu Juqiu had brought forth the painful memories that he had originally suppressed deep within his heart. He just wanted to get out of here and get some fresh air.

… ….

"Elder Huo, this grandson of yours is already 30 years old, and there's no place for him to go in his lifetime …" Elder Tong glanced at his granddaughter and lightly coughed before speaking in embarrassment.

The old man also sighed heavily when he heard this. If it were not for the accident two years ago, Huo Mingshen would have gotten married and had children.

"Old partner, I know what you mean — I really like this child, Mu Mu. It's just that I don't intend to interfere in Mingshen's marriage." "You should know that the death of Jing Sung two years ago left a deep impression on him …" The old man said faintly.

Hearing this, Elder Tong couldn't help but let out a long sigh. A trace of emotion appeared in his eyes as he looked at his granddaughter.1

Mu Qiuru stood there, looking at the two of them sighing. She forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'll use my heart to move him. If he hates me, then that's another story." With that, Mu Qiuru chased after Huo Mingshen.

The first time she saw him was on television. He was being interviewed by a financial reporter. He was dressed in a suit, his hair was combed to the brim, and his smile was confident and open. That confident and dazzling smile made her heart beat faster for the first time.

Later, when she saw the news about him and Jing Sung on the internet, she was heartbroken for a long time and finally decided to give up. However, Jing Sung died in an explosion not long after that. When she heard the news, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad for him.

After that, he appeared on the television again, but the smile was no longer there on his face. For the first time she felt that he was as distant as a portrait from an ancient time, unreachable.

This time, she finally mustered up the courage to follow her grandfather back from Australia. This was all to give herself a chance — no matter what the outcome might be, at least, she had worked hard for her own happiness!

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