Cheng Huan glanced back at Wen Hua before standing up and walking toward the study.

After entering, Wen Hua casually closed the door, sat down on a wooden chair, and looked in Cheng Huan’s direction, "Huanhuan, when do you plan to return to Li City?"

Cheng Huan looked at Wen Hua, "After the divorce case concludes."

Wen Hua asked about the court date and heard it was at the end of the month. Did that mean there was just over a week left?

Cheng Huan sat there, thinking that the end of the month was approaching and there had been no word from Qin Shaojin, suddenly feeling anxious.

The past few days had been too serene, unsettlingly so. She wondered if she was being overly sensitive or if something really was about to happen.

Considering the complex and intertwined relationships between Huo Jinnan and Gu Jizhou, it felt like a storm was brewing at any moment, increasing her unease!

Knowing Gu Jizhou’s character, he wouldn’t just sit and wait for the end.

Thinking about her discontinued old phone number and Qin Shaojin’s inability to contact her, Cheng Huan grew restless.

After dinner, she returned to her dormitory early and dialed Qin Shaojin’s number; it took a long time to connect.

When she heard his voice, Cheng Huan paused, took a deep breath, "Lawyer Qin, I want to inquire about the time our case is scheduled for court."

"June twenty-eighth, remember to call me the day before. There are some things I need to confirm with you in person."

"Okay."

After hanging up, she realized it was already the twentieth today, leaving only a few days remaining. She truly hoped there would be no further complications!

While lost in thought, her phone rang, indicating "Delivery."

Answering the call, she opened the door and was greeted by an intoxicating fragrance.

"Miss Cheng, your flowers."

Cheng Huan saw a large bouquet of white roses and frowned, "Do you know who sent them?"

The delivery person looked apologetically at Cheng Huan, "The sender left no message, they just called, and the voice sounded like a child."

A child?

Little guy?

Cheng Huan said "Thank you," took the flowers, closed the door, and sniffed them. They were very fragrant and she counted ninety-nine roses in all.

Thinking of the little guy, her heart softened. Then, thinking of Huo Jinnan, she subconsciously bit her lip.

A few minutes passed, and the little guy’s call came. His ears tinged red as he spoke, "Huanhuan, did you get the flowers I sent?"

Cheng Huan looked at the white roses, "I did."

"Then, do you like them?"

"I do."

The little guy’s cheeks were flushed with joy. Since she liked them, he would have flowers sent to Huanhuan every day. "Huanhuan, are you free this weekend?"

As the words left his mouth, he saw Huo Jinnan come downstairs, and the little guy glanced over, abruptly stopping the swinging of his little legs.

Huo Jinnan swept a look over the little guy and took a seat beside him.

The little guy scooted over and, hearing that Cheng Huan had plans for the weekend, he frowned slightly, "Okay then, good night, go to sleep early."

After hanging up, he looked at Huo Jinnan, "Dad, do I look more like you or like mom?"

Huo Jinnan glanced sidelong at the little guy without speaking.

Seeing Huo Jinnan press his lips together in silence, the little guy hopped off the sofa, "Then I’m going to my room to sleep."

Huo Jinnan glanced at his watch, "Isn’t it a bit early?"

The little guy sat back down, "I just think it’s better to go to bed early and wake up early."

Huo Jinnan’s gaze fell on the little guy’s tightly clenched cell phone.

The little guy pursed his lips and set the phone aside, "Alright, I’ll stay with you for a while, then go to sleep later."

"..."

Huo Jinnan remained silent, listening to the news anchorwoman’s voice as his eyes stayed on Huo Qichang on the screen, lingering for a long time.