In the end, Huo Yuanchen didn't care about Zhang Li.

However, due to Huo Mingqi's instructions, he asked the nurse in the hospital to find a caregiver for Zhang Li.

He sent Michelle Yim and Wen Li back. When the car arrived at the Huo family villa, Michelle Yim, who had been silent all the way, suddenly became stressed and refused to get out of the car.

"No, I won't go in. Huo Mingqi will beat me again. He will definitely beat me to vent his anger on his beloved child."

"Take me away, to a hotel, abroad, anywhere. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go back and see Huo Mingqi's stinky face."

Wen Li asked Huo Yuanchen, "Apart from here, is there anywhere else Aunt Qi can go?"

Huo Yuanchen rubbed his brow and said, "Let's go to my place first."

He drove back to his apartment.

Wen Li had been with Michelle Yim for the entire day and was already exhausted. Seeing that Michelle Yim was staying well in Huo Yuanchen's apartment, he wanted to say goodbye and leave.

But before she opened her mouth, Huo Yuanchen asked her with a hint of request, "Can you stay and accompany my mother? She and you can still chat together."

When he said this, there was a rare look of embarrassment on his face, as if he found it difficult to speak.

Wen Li thought back to the few times she went to the Huo's house. The way Huo Yuanchen and Michelle Qi got along was indeed a bit strange. There always seemed to be some barrier between mother and son. Michelle Qi was trying hard to pull her son to her, but Huo Yuanchen was always indifferent and didn't seem to be familiar with his mother.

Besides, Michelle Yim's problem at the moment is mainly a psychological problem, and Huo Yuanchen, as a man, can't get along with Michelle Yim.

Wen Li nodded and agreed. She stayed in the guest room with Michelle Chik and talked for a long time, finally coaxing her to sleep. When she came out, she was also very tired.

When Huo Yuanchen came out after making supper, he saw Wen Li squatting on the ground, leaning against the wall, resting in a very ungraceful manner, with a look of fatigue on his face.

He went over and pulled her up, "The ground is cold."

Wen Li said "hmm", stood up and walked to the sofa. He hugged her, put his hands on her waist, and pressed his lower body tightly against her, hugging her very intimately.

"Thank you," he whispered in her ear.

Wen Li didn't move or say anything, waiting for his next words.

He didn't say anything else, but just hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Wen Li didn't want to be so close to him, so she reached out and pushed him, saying, "Huo Yuanchen, I'm tired."

He said "hmm", held her for a while longer, and then simply carried her to the sofa like a child, helped her take off her shoes, and gently massaged her calves.

Wen Li had never been treated like this before. He always felt as if he was plotting something. He looked at him stiffly, his face full of vigilance.

Huo Yuanchen saw this and couldn't help laughing, "Are you so afraid of me?"

Wen Li was silent for a while, then said in a muffled voice, "I'm not afraid, I just don't think you would be so gentle to me."

He looked at her without saying anything, but his hands didn't stop moving. As he kept pressing, something went wrong with the area he was massaging, from the calf to the thigh, and there was a tendency to move all the way up.

Wen Li wanted to hold his hand, but heard him say coldly, "I knew from a very young age that my father didn't love my mother. He kept a woman outside and his heart was with that woman outside. He didn't care about my mother."

Wen Li thought, of course I can see that, your father is a bastard, he wants your grandfather's family's help in business, but he can't bear to give up the white moonlight in his heart, a man who wants both is the most despised.

Even though she might criticize him in her heart, he was Huo Yuanchen's biological father after all, and as an outsider, it was not appropriate for her to say anything.

But the expression on his face is hard to describe.

Huo Yuanchen saw this, paused, reached out and hugged her, letting her nestle in his arms, and continued, "My mother tried to win back my father. She went to my grandfather to make a scene, and also met Aunt Li privately. After several years of tossing and turning, she still couldn't make my father change his mind. Later, she got tired and stopped making a scene. Our family maintains a strange balance like this. Isn't it ridiculous?"

He was very calm when he said these words, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs. But Wen Li still felt very uncomfortable after hearing them.

She hesitated for a while, but still reached out and hugged his waist, sighing, "I remember that for two years, Aunt Qi always said that she was going out of town for a while, and asked my parents to take care of you. Was it at that time that she went out of town to see Zhang Li?"

Huo Yuanchen stroked her soft hair with his hands, like stroking a kitten's fur. He smiled lightly and sarcastically, and said, "I don't understand what my mother is thinking. Every time she went to see Zhang Li, she would just watch from afar, watching Zhang Li and my father go in and out together, living like a real couple. She didn't argue or make a fuss, she just watched, and when she had enough, she would come back by herself."

Wen Li said, "Auntie is forcing herself to give up little by little. Once she gives up, she will no longer love your father, and naturally she will not be sad because of his indifference."

"Maybe." Huo Yuanchen nodded and said, "If it weren't for me, my mom would have divorced my dad a long time ago."

He said it quite easily, even with a hint of laughter. But Wen Li could hear the helplessness in his tone. She shook her head and said, "Don't think so. It's not your fault. You and Aunt Qi are both innocent."

She thought of the harmony in her family and felt that Huo Yuanchen was quite pitiful. Growing up in an environment lacking love, it was no wonder that he was cold to everyone.

She also felt pity for Michelle Yim, who had been ignored by her husband for so long and had been harassed by the mistress. She couldn't imagine how Michelle Yim had endured all this for so many years.

She sighed and said to Huo Yuanchen, "You must be good to your wife in the future. If you are good to your wife, she will love you in her heart and will be twice as good to your mother."

Huo Yuanchen looked at her deeply, raised his eyebrows, and said, "If you want me to be nice to you, you can just say it directly. There's no need to go around in such a big circle and use my mother as an excuse."

Wen Li cried out in injustice, "I dare not think so. How can I be so powerful as to ask you to marry me?"

Huo Yuanchen asked her with a smile, "You try to please my mom and make her like you so much. Do you dare to say that you don't have other thoughts in mind?"

Wen Li thought, the premise of my being nice to Aunt Qi is that Aunt Qi treats me well. No matter in the past or now, she treats me like a gentle and kind elder. If it were your father, do you think I would please him?

She knew that Huo Yuanchen was joking with her, and she also wanted to play a joke on him, so she deliberately kissed him on the lips and asked him with a smile.

"You're right. Aunt Qi really likes me. If she asks you to marry me, will you marry me?"