Huang Qiming is a well-known big figure in the real estate industry in Ruancheng, even in his sixties, he has always been talked about. It can be said that in Nguyen Thanh, as long as it is a real estate business, there is no one who does not respect this business giant.

Huo's Group is no exception.

Huo's Group has a history of many years in Ruancheng, Rao is so, when Huo's was most prosperous, it was also inseparable from Huang Qiming's help, and Huo Zhengde has always had some close contact with Huang Qiming.

As soon as he got the news of Huang Qiming's death, Huo Zhengde ordered a ticket back to China to attend Huang Qiming's memorial service.

But before leaving, he was entangled in an urgent matter, and he couldn't leave, so he hung up the phone to his son who was far away on the other side of the ocean.

At that time, it was still two o'clock in the morning.

Huo Zhengde ordered Huo Beixiao to attend Huang Qiming's memorial service instead of him.

"Huang Lao is a respected big man, no matter how busy you are, even if you don't do the project, you have to get there on time."

These are Huo Zhengde's exact words.

Even if Huo Zhengde didn't say it, Huo Beixiao also asked Assistant Yang to book a ticket to Philadelphia at the same time as he learned the news.

Huang Qiming's influence in the real estate industry does not need Huo Zhengde to say that Huo Beixiao has long been aware of it, and at that time, there will inevitably be many real estate tycoons who will go to mourn.

As the leader of Ruan Cheng, if the Huo Group does not appear, then the risk assessment in the industry will be worse.

Huo Beixiao originally wanted to bring Huo Jingchen, but was rejected by the other party, on the grounds that Huo Jingchen had not officially taken over as the president of Huo's Group, and it was unreasonable to participate in the condolences.

"And didn't Dad let you have a plenipotentiary?"

In this way, Huo Beixiao sat on the plane to Philadelphia.

He sat in his seat with a newspaper and squinted at it, while Assistant Yang was napping with his eyes closed.

In the distance, Hosha noticed a plane coming from their left-hand side, and looking at the course, it seemed to be the same as theirs.

The flight attendant happened to come over to refill Huo Beixiao's water, noticed Huo Beixiao's gaze, and took the initiative to explain: "It was an overtime flight from New York to Philadelphia, and I heard that the seat tickets were snapped up by passengers as soon as they went on sale." Presumably Mr. Huo also went to attend Huang Lao's condolence party, right? ”

Huo Beixiao retracted his gaze, glanced at the beautiful stewardess, and nodded slowly.

Unexpectedly, this Huang Qiming's influence was even wider than he imagined. The airline even arranged an overtime flight for him.

If it weren't for Huo Zhengde's trouble, I'm afraid he would have been on that plane.

Philadelphia and Ruan Cheng are not far away, and the total flight time is only three hours, Huo Beixiao's plane at nine o'clock in the morning landed just at lunch time.

Huang Lao's relatives and friends have long held signs to pick up the airport at the airport, and in the past, they drove a business car, but when it was Huang Lao's turn, they drove a bus directly, and what was worse was that when Huo Beixiao arrived, there was no place on the bus.

The person in charge of picking up the airport is Huang Qiming's eldest nephew, named Huang Lihe, a young man in his twenties and thirties, who has now opened a small real estate securities company in Ruancheng, and has had several small cooperation with the Huo Group.

He first instructed the other people who came to pick up the airport to send a bus of visitors away, and then walked towards Huo Beixiao and the others with apologies.

"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you came all the way here, and we were too lazy."

Huo Beixiao and Huang Lihe shook hands, and there was no displeasure on their faces, but comforted: "When Huang Lao died, my father was also very heartbroken, and he asked me to send Huang Lao on his behalf for the last time. ”

"Hey, Huang Lao has always been in good health, he just went to a hot spring as usual that day, but he didn't expect to faint without paying attention...... He fainted and never got up again. ”

After Huang Lihe finished sighing, he suddenly patted his head and said apologetically: "Oh, look at me, this airport is full of people, and it is not a place to talk." Mr. Huo, if you are not in a hurry, please wait a little longer, I will pick up two more people and personally drive you back. ”

"Anyone else?" Huo Beixiao twisted his eyebrows and looked around, and under the sign of pick-up, there was no one else except him and Assistant Yang.

"Hey, yes, it's from New York, and it should have landed. Why don't you go to the car and sit and wait for a while, and I'll go there as soon as I get there. ”

Huo Beixiao had no objection, and took Assistant Yang to the gate of the airport first.

When I got out of the door, I saw the SUV that Huang Lihe said at a glance.

Huo Beixiao has always been shallow, and he hasn't fallen asleep since he was woken up by a phone call from Huo Zhengde in the middle of the night. After another morning on the plane, I was really tired at this time, so I got into the car and squinted for a while.

I don't know if I'm really tired, but before I know it, I was confused and had an inexplicable dream.

In the dream, he returned to the remote town of New York, and it was raining heavily that night, he hugged Xia Nuanxin tightly, and the two of them used an umbrella to run wildly in the rain.

He could feel the warm body temperature of Xia Nuan's heart, the cheerful heartbeat, and the sound of the dripping rain...... Although he clearly knew that this was a dream, Huo Beixiao indulged himself and didn't want to wake up.

But......

What's going on with this wet feeling?

Huo Beixiao frowned and moved, feeling a sticky piece of his palm. He moved impatiently into his seat and opened his eyes in a daze.

In a daze, he saw a child in a small jacket wriggling his body and looking out the door, shouting something happily.

And in his hand, he was holding a can of drink with the lid open, the bottle was crooked at the moment, and the drink was falling on Huo Beixiao's thigh along the mouth of the opened bottle.

Huo Beixiao hissed, covered his big hand with his small hand, and straightened the bottle strongly.

The child sensed the movement and turned his head abruptly.

He wears a gray plaid suit with a delicate red bow tie underneath his neckline. His skin was white and tender, and his eyes were black and round, staring at Huo Beixiao's face without blinking at the moment, and then slowly fell on Huo Beixiao's big hand holding him.

By the way, I also noticed a wet spot on Huo Beixiao's legs.

The little boy seemed to realize that he had done something bad, and his body suddenly wanted to retreat, and his eyebrows began to feel uneasy.

Huo Beixiao rarely wanted to tease him, but before he could speak, a crisp female voice suddenly came from outside.

"Chenchen, don't let you run! Beware of spilled drinks......"

Xia Nuanxin was wearing a black dress, a pair of small high-heeled black leather shoes, a red mother's bag collapsed on her shoulder, and she was holding a cover in her hand, and hurriedly ran to the car door.

The moment Huo Beixiao raised his eyes, he just met Xia Nuanxin's gaze.

The movements of the two men froze at the same time.

Xia Nuanxin held the lid in her hand, and still maintained the movement of reaching out, and the surprise on her face was unobstructed.

And Huo Beixiao is a person who is used to being moody, even if his heart has turned over at this moment, his face is still inconspicuous, but his suddenly clenched hand betrayed his emotions.

Chenchen felt his hand being pinched, and suddenly screamed.

"Mom!"

In fact, he didn't feel pain, but more of a fear of strangers, the person next to him was too strong, looking at the fierce face, he couldn't help but be afraid.

Xia Nuanxin reacted at this time, her gaze crossed Chenchen and saw the marks on Huo Beixiao's legs, and a trace of apology suddenly appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry...... Suddenly...... Mr. Huo, children are not sensible. ”

Huo Beixiao reacted at this time, glanced down at the child next to him, let go of his hand expressionlessly, and Xia Nuanxin hurriedly went up to close the lid of the bottle.

At this time, Huang Lihe finally caught up, he smiled at Huo Beixiao good-naturedly, apologized, and said, "Mr. Huo, the person has received it, we will leave now, let you wait for a long time." ”

Assistant Yang returned to the car after making a phone call outside, turned his head and was about to talk to Huo Beixiao, but suddenly saw Xia Nuanxin in the back seat, and the whole person was stunned, and even forgot to say hello.

Everyone got into the car, and Huang Lihe started the car and drove towards Huang Lao's residence.

"You all have the heart, so far away." Huang Lihe said politely while driving.

The two people in the back seat had their own ghosts, and they didn't have the heart to deal with him for a while, only Assistant Yang talked to him for a few words, and the two began to talk about Huang Qiming's life.

Huo Beixiao sat in his position expressionlessly for a while, and finally couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at Xia Nuanxin.

He really didn't expect that the two hadn't seen each other for many years, and it would be this way to meet again.

Xia Nuanxin's hair was pulled on the top of her head casually, and no fat powder was applied on her face, but her whole look looked very healthy. Probably because she was attending a funeral, she didn't wear any jewelry from head to toe, not even the simplest earrings.

She lowered her head and carefully wiped Xia Luocheng's hands and mouth, then raised her head, and her eyes fell on Huo Beixiao's legs.

Xia Nuanxin struggled in her heart for a moment, but still took out a clean tissue from her bag.

"You...... Rub it. ”

Her voice was as low as a mosquito, and her eyes flickered and she didn't even dare to look at Huo Beixiao.

She was not ready to see Huo Beixiao again, and this unexpected meeting really caught her off guard.

"Mom...... I'm sleepy. ”

Chenchen stretched out Xiaorou and rubbed her eyes, her voice full of tiredness.

"Then you'll sleep."

Xia Nuanxin helped Xia Luocheng adjust his posture, lying on his lap, and his plain white palm stroked Chenchen's back one by one.

From New York to Ruan Cheng, a full twenty-four hours, not to mention that he is a child, even Xia Nuanxin is a little unbearable.

"It's ...... Your son? ”

Huo Beixiao's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes swept over his small body, but he never dared to look directly at the small figure.

This is Xia's warm-hearted child!

It's Xia Nuanxin and other people's children!

Huo Beixiao thought that he didn't care anymore, but at the moment of goodbye, his mind began to turn over again.