novelraw Chapter 273: Couldn’t Help But Look for Him Again
Chapter 273: Couldn’t Help But Look for Him Again
"Young master, the news just broke out this morning. Right now, both you and Miss Lin are at the center of attention. I’m afraid the chairman must be keeping an eye on you behind the scenes. Going there at this moment... wouldn’t be wise!" Qi Han wasn’t trying to dampen his enthusiasm; he was merely offering a kind reminder.Huo Yanting’s handsome brows furrowed slightly. Qi Han’s words dissipated most of the impulsiveness in his heart.
"Let’s start the meeting." He handed his coat to Qi Han. Dressed in a white shirt paired with a gold-patterned vest, he exuded the aura and dominance of a young nobleman.
The reason he yielded to Qi Han’s advice wasn’t because he feared his grandfather would come to suppress him but because he had promised Lin Banxia not to approach her too blatantly, so as not to cause her trouble.
He must have lost his mind to agree to such an unreasonable request from that woman.
"Qi Han, don’t attend this meeting. I need you to immediately uncover who the mastermind is behind this. If it’s not my grandfather, then it must be someone else..." As they approached the meeting room door, Huo Yanting finally calmed his agitated mind and promptly gave this order to Qi Han.
Qi Han looked astonished. "Wasn’t it the chairman who instructed someone to leak the news?"
"At first, I thought it was my grandfather. But now... it appears to be someone else!" Huo Yanting let out a cold laugh.
"Understood, I’ll investigate immediately!" Qi Han took his orders and left swiftly.
As Huo Yanting reached out to twist the door handle of the meeting room, a sudden realization flashed across his sharp mind. His gaze instantly grew several degrees colder.
Just last night during the family dinner, his grandfather had only just officially announced this matter. But by this morning, it was already exposed?
Could this person be someone from the Huo Family?
Was it his uncle, who saw him as an enemy? Or Huo Qinglin, who always sought to undermine him?
Or perhaps, Huo Anya, who just couldn’t change her ways?
In any case, it was undoubtedly their family who had done this "good deed."
But it shouldn’t be them. After all, if he were to truly marry Chu Tingting, it wouldn’t benefit them in the slightest. He would have almost complete control over the management authority.
This time, no matter who it was, he wouldn’t let them off easily.
Lin Banxia successfully passed her interview, but she felt no joy at all. Holding a bottle of water, she sat alone on a long bench in the park.
She glanced at the time; it was already close to eleven o’clock.
She had intentionally delayed calling Huo Yanting to explain for over three hours, hoping he would take the initiative to confess instead.
But now, after all this time, his call still hadn’t come.
Was she overthinking it? Or was she putting too much importance on herself?
When faced with setbacks and blows, people always tend to reflect on their mistakes in the most negative ways.
At this moment, Lin Banxia felt that she wasn’t that significant in Huo Yanting’s eyes either.
Fine...
If he wasn’t in a hurry to explain, she didn’t want to hear it anymore. After all, even hearing it would just make her upset.
No, even if it made her upset, she still wanted to hear it!
Lin Banxia suddenly pulled out her phone. This was a SIM card she’d acquired using Aunt Lan’s ID. When she had it made, her initial intent had been to use it as a backup for emergencies—to call and beg Huo Yanting for help if necessary.
She didn’t dare use her own ID to register a card to call him, fearing Old Sir Huo might trace it back to her.
Thinking herself clever at the time, today, the very first call made with the new phone was to inquire about his engagement to another woman.
Her heart felt so heavy.
The phone call accidentally got dialed, and Lin Banxia startled. Strangely, however, the irritability in her heart quieted down somewhat.
Whatever the outcome might be, at least she’d know where things stood.
The phone rang for several seconds before a deep, low voice came through.