Chapter 17: Rage
"You have the audacity to ask me that? Don't tell me that you have already met with him on your own." Yang Meirong glared viciously at Huo Mian.
Huo Mian was at a loss for words. It was true that she had met with Qin Chu, even though it was unintentional.
But, her mother would never listen to her explain. Anything she could say right now would only make her mother angrier.
"Mom, get some rest. I'll come and see you tomorrow."
"I don't need your pity. If you have a sliver of shame left, don't ever come see me again. You would only make me die sooner, just like what you did to your Uncle Jing."
Her mother's mocking words sent a stabbing pain straight to Huo Mian's heart.
She had been blaming herself for Uncle Jing's death for seven years. Over these seven years, no one had been more bereft than her.
At this thought, she fell silent. Turning around, she pushed open the door and left.
"Sis, I'll walk you out."
Jing Zhixin followed her out, knowing that his sister must be feeling down.
"Sis, Mom just has a bad temper. Don't think about what she said. She's been like this for a few years now. Besides, from what I read, women her age can get menopausal. That's what's happening to Mom for sure."
"Oh, squirt, what kinds of books have you been reading?" Huo Mian looked at her brother, both mad and amused.
"Sis, don't worry about what's happening here. I'll take care of mom. Go do whatever you have to do."
Huo Mian nodded. "I'll call off work tomorrow and come to take care of her, you should go back to school tomorrow. Oh, and here's the money to cover your living expenses for next month. Take it."
Huo Mian pulled out a thousand yuan in cash from her purse and handed it to her brother.
"Sis, I don't need it. I still have money left from last month. Besides, I'm working part-time at school, so you don't have to give me money anymore. You're getting married, and there's going to be plenty of things that you and Zhiyuan will need money for."
"Take it. Even if I'm getting married, I can still spare a little bit to give to you. Zhixin, I know you're concerned for me, so you've been careful of where you spend your money. But, you can't pinch money where it's meant to be spent. You're still a growing boy and need to eat properly." With that, Huo Mian rubbed the top of her brother's head affectionately.
"I know, Sis. You too."
Huo Mian left the hospital with a heavy heart.
She hadn't expected Qin Chu to find her mother and brother so quickly. What was he trying to do?
Perhaps, they really needed to talk...
Taking out her cell phone, she pulled out her call history. That unfamiliar number ending with 8866 was definitely his.
After a moment's hesitation, she made the call.
As soon as the call went through, Huo Mian began questioning angrily, "Hey, Qin Chu. What in the world do you want from me?"
"I'm sorry, President Qin is in a meeting. May I ask who is calling?" An unfamiliar man's voice came from over the line.
Caught by surprise, Huo Mian didn't speak.
"I'm President Qin's assistant, Yang. May I take a message for him?"
"No, thank you," she replied coldly and then hung up.
GK Headquarters, inside the executive meeting room-
Qin Chu was wearing a black dress shirt that was custom-made in Italy with cuffs adorned with luxurious diamonds. His look held an air of mystery.
There was neither a trace of a smile nor warmth on his handsome face. Even his gaze seemed to contain shards of ice.
He took over as the CEO of GK the day after returning to the country. His father, the corporation's chairman, had semi-retired and was happy to hand over the family business to his son.
"President Qin, the Greenfield Manor project has already been approved by the chairman. All it needs is your signature. If you would take a look ... when you have the time, would you please sign the document, so we can go ahead with construction?" the director of the Land Development Department inquired cautiously.