Chapter 1447: She Is Safe Now

Feng Huaimu took out that photo from his wallet; it was taken when they first encountered each other at the racecourse. At that time, Xu Haohao was still a little girl, smiling brightly at the camera, her eyes vibrant, filled with a million stars, always bursting with enthusiasm towards him.

But afterwards, it was never again...

There were only mocking, disdainful, repugnant glances; he wanted to retrieve them.

He once thought, just give her a try. Perhaps she still held a trace of longing and would choose not to touch his computer, much less peek at the records he left on it.

It turns out there wasn’t the slightest attachment.

Clearly, it was supposed to be natural, yet it felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Feng Huaimu stared at the computer screen, silent for quite a while. He gradually closed his weary eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back to his usual gentlemanly demeanor.

If Haohao didn’t want to be his pawn, so be it; without Xu Haohao, he could still get what he wanted. For example, Su Li’s eyes.

Oh no, now to be specific, it should be Feng Yi, that little girl’s eyes.

What he wanted was to return to the past, not those eyes that crossed space.

Feng Huaimu glanced at the wallet placed beside him; inside was still the photo of him and Xu Haohao, its corners slightly yellowed.

Feng Huaimu smiled and murmured, "Xu Haohao is just a passerby; the important thing isn’t her."

After plotting for so long, absolutely not willing to let it be in vain.

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Xu Haohao held onto the hundred yuan, wanting to cry without tears. On this road, she couldn’t even hail a taxi; what good was money for her?

Even a bicycle would do!

The road was too dark, and as she walked amidst the fierce winter winds, it felt like ghostly winds were screaming.

"Feng Huaimu, damn man, aren’t you afraid that I’ll be robbed walking the streets at night? You let me go this late, are you venting anger?" Xu Haohao cursed as she walked.

Should she go back?

That thought was immediately squashed; she’d better not go crazy.

"Whoo whoo whoo—hoo hoo hoo—"

Xu Haohao listened to the increasingly eerie winter wind sounds beside her ears, scared pale, "What’s that sound? I’ve never done anything bad in my life... Forgive me, good sir..."

Xu Haohao trembled like a sieve, suddenly hearing the bizarre winter wind die down, replaced by a familiar laugh, "Hahaha, former boss, is your courage really small?"

Xu Haohao was stunned for a moment, then abruptly turned her head to see a tall, slender figure standing under the tree, with golden hair so conspicuous even in the night.

Xu Haohao was stunned for a long time, looking at him then suddenly burst into tears, rushing towards him, colliding into the man’s arms, "Xuan Ting, why is it you? Did you come looking for me?"

Could it be that Feng Huaimu got word from Xuan Ting? Deliberately throwing her out?

"Not exactly, me? Doing things for money." Xuan Ting laughed while pulling the tearful Xu Haohao away, cheekily snatching the remaining red bill from her hand and stuffing it into his pocket, "My running fee."

Xu Haohao looked, feeling like crying and laughing, for just a hundred yuan?

"Saved this rich lady, I’ll get you ten thousand yuan when we get back." Xu Haohao sobbed, extravagantly stating.

Xuan Ting’s eyes lit up, "Thanks rich lady for the reward, for that money, I’ll definitely ensure your safe return, Su Li and the others have been waiting for you."

The martial artists hidden in the darkness remained silent; did Grandmaster Xuan really need those ten thousand yuan...

Xu Haohao wanted to say more to him, suddenly noticing in the night, there were still a group who got choked up.

At least twenty or thirty... If it’s ten thousand each, it’d be two or three hundred thousand.

Thinking about it, Xu Haohao felt slightly heartached.

But seeing Xuan Ting and the others, her once uneasy heart finally calmed down.

She was safe.