617: He Mingzhou Comes To He Mansion

He Mingzhou Comes To He Mansion

On the third day after getting leave from the hospital, He Zhuang took He Mingzhu to He Mansion. He didn't go to see He Jian in the hospital room but he did ask Mo Roulan about his son's health.0

He Zhuang didn't go to see He Jian intentionally.

He was holding himself together with great difficulty.

After knowing whatever happened to He Mingzhu, he just wanted to kill himself but he also knew that his Mingzhou needed him.

He couldn't be there for her when she was in He Zhing's captivity but he wanted to be there for her now.

He wanted her to recover and for that, he was ready to do anything.

When he helped his wife in the car, He Zhing never moved his eyes away from He Mingzhou during the whole ride.

It felt surreal to know that she was here …by his side.

All these years he had comforted himself by thinking that it was alright if she didn't love him enough to stay back.

He thought that she must be living a good life with the money he had given her and he felt alright with that. Though he felt bitter sometimes, he wished that she should live well.

Now He Zhuang thought that it would have been better if she was greedy.

Because the thought of He Mingzhu going through so much had torn his heart into pieces.

He who had masked his face with a cold expression always was so open about his emotions these days. He didn't mind when he was crying but he liked it when he saw He Mingzhu concern for himself. 

He Mingzhu…his wife…even though she didn't remember him, she couldn't see his tears, his pain.

He Zhuang wanted to relish in this fact only.

He wanted to hide her from the world now …which had given her such deep scars. For the rest of his life, He Zhuang just wished to take care of his wife.

When the car stopped in front of He Mansion, He Zhuang helped his wife in getting out of the car.

When he held her hand and supported her body with his other hand on her waist and led her inside the mansion, Grandfather He was seated in the living room, lost in his own thoughts. 

He Zhuang knew at a glance that his father was thinking about his mother.

He knew that his mother had visited the hospital three days ago. His father didn't even know that his mother was in China.

Even He Zhuang came to know only when he saw his mother's message reprimanding him that for at least a day he should leave his work and go to see his son.

Apparently, after not finding him in the hospital room with He Jian, Ji Zhen thought that He Zhuang was still working in his office when his son was shot.

He Zhuang didn't tell his mother anything.

No one except Mo Roulan knew about He Mingzhu until now.

Because he was not ready at that time.

These three days, He Zhuang had gathered himself for his wife. He had made himself strong again to take care of her and he was finally ready to face everyone.

"Ah!"

He looked at He Mingzhu who shouted in surprise seeing the huge mansion.

The expression on her face entranced He Zhuang. Because he soon saw familiarity flashing in He Mingzhu's eyes.

Did she recognize the mansion? Did she remember that they used to come here at least once a month to have dinner or lunch with his father?

Did she remember that it was the same mansion where she had stepped inside after giving birth to He Jian?

He Zhuang didn't know but he did see He Mingzhu stepping out of his hold and then walking on her further inside the mansion.

He followed her just a step away as he was afraid that she will fall down.

Her legs were still healing. She could walk but she might fall if she tried to run. He was afraid that she would forget because her condition was no different than a child now.

He Zhuang stilled when he saw He Mingzhu walking to stand in front of his father.

"Ah!"

He Mingzhu shouted in surprise again and He Zhuang for the first time saw the smile on her lips since he had seen her again.

"Dad!"

His eyes widened when he heard her say that word.

She remembered his father.

He Zhuang didn't know if he should be surprised or not. After all, his father was the one person who loved He Mingzhu so much.

He had loved Mingzhu more than his own son…just like his daughter and hence his father was also the one who was most angry and in disbelief when He Mingzhu disappeared suddenly.

On the other hand, Grandfather He who had come out of his thoughts looked at the woman standing in front of him with confusion-filled eyes.

Slowly and slowly as he observed He Mingzhu's skinny face and body, his eyes started to widen with shock and surprise.

"Mingzhu…"

He finally breathed out and He Mingzhu giggled like a child.

"Dad!"

She called out again and stepped forward to hug Grandfather He…something which surprised He Zhuang again as He Mingzhu was avoiding everyone's touch these days except his and Mo Roulan.

However, Grandfather He dodged her arms and stood up from the couch he was seated on, and looked at He Minzghou with cold eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

He asked He Mingzhu coldly but He Zhuang noticed how his father's throat was wobbling again and again. He knew his father was also feeling emotional on seeing He Mingzhu but he was controlling himself.

He Mingzhu, on the other hand, looked scared when she heard Grandfather He's cold voice.

She suddenly ran away from him and hid behind He Zhuang.

Grandfather He who saw this behavior looked at her with a frown on his forehead but since she was behind his son, his gaze went to He Zhuang. 

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