Huo Jinnan finished smoking and lay there with his eyes closed, resting.

Che Huan sat there, feeling uneasy, and glanced in his direction.

About half an hour later, Huo Bei came in, "Sir, it’s been taken care of."

Huo Jinnan opened his eyes, a dark light flashing in their depths, "Did you find out what happened?"

Huo Bei glanced toward Che Huan, "It was Miss Gu."

Huo Jinnan’s expression suddenly turned cold, "Take all the evidence to the police."

"Sir, this... What about the young miss..."

Huo Bei looked at Huo Jinnan, wondering if the sir was planning on making a clean break right now.

Huo Jinnan swept a cold and dignified gaze over Huo Bei.

Huo Bei didn’t dare say more and bowed his head to leave and handle the matter.

Che Huan listened to the side, feeling secretly alarmed and involuntarily turned her gaze toward Huo Jinnan. Was he about to confront Gu Jizhou and her sister head-on?

Huo Jinnan glanced at Che Huan, "It’s not all for you."

Che Huan’s face flushed, "I... I didn’t mean that..."

Huo Jinnan sat up straight, took off his jacket and draped it over the side, "Be more cautious in the future, the Gu Family won’t let you off so easily."

Not let her off? Just because she wanted a divorce?

Didn’t Mrs. Gu disagree with her marriage to Jizhou in the first place? If she wanted a divorce, Mrs. Gu should be happy!

She really couldn’t understand.

Seeing Che Huan frown, Huo Jinnan’s gaze landed on her, "You’ll understand in time."

Che Huan nodded, hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Is Mrs. Gu your elder sister?"

Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette, "My uncle’s daughter. My uncle passed away early, so she was adopted by my father."

Is that so?

Che Huan frowned, so he and Mrs. Gu weren’t close; no wonder there were grievances with Jizhou. Could it be due to a fight over inheritance?

She really couldn’t figure it out. Mrs. Gu was already married off, and Jizhou wasn’t part of the Huo Family; how could he be involved in an inheritance dispute?

Beyond this, she really couldn’t think of anything else.

The clandestine struggles of noble families, perhaps she would never understand with her status!

Che Huan looked toward Huo Jinnan, "May I leave now?"

Huo Jinnan didn’t speak, just flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Sitting there was awkward. Che Huan bit her lip and fiddled with her hair nervously, "Has the team leader been well lately?"

"Quite well." Huo Jinnan took a drag of his cigarette, lifted his eyes to glance at Che Huan, his thin lips curving into a faint crimson arc.

Feeling his gaze, Che Huan uttered an "Oh" and put her hands on her skirt, clutching it tightly in secret. She took a quick peek and saw the blue smoke swirling around the fingers of the man, his long fingers casually tapped the cigarette, flicking off the ash. With a twist of his wrist, he crushed the whole cigarette in the ashtray, his movements neat and decisive. Her gaze couldn’t help but drift.

His fingers were long and attractive. Due to his habit of smoking for many years, there was a faint stain between his middle and index fingers, which didn’t detract from their beauty, but added an indescribable charm.

With nothing more to say, she made small talk, "Do you smoke often, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Jinnan hummed in acknowledgement, leaned back on the sofa, and swept a glance over Che Huan’s face. The original swelling had subsided a lot after icing and medicating, and her skin had returned to its usual pallor, "Did you deactivate your phone?"