Reborn As Super Heiress

Chapter 1872: Chapter 1775: Former Lover

After two hours of sleep, Old Master Li woke up feeling much more relaxed than usual. This surprised him greatly. He urgently called Huo Sining to his study, not even letting Butler Li in, saying he wanted to talk to Huo Sining alone.

Huo Sining didn’t understand Old Master Li’s intentions, but she followed his instructions and entered the study, closing the door behind her.

Old Master Li’s gaze lingered on Huo Sining’s face for a while before he finally spoke:

”If I’m not mistaken, is your father’s surname Liang?”

Huo Sining had returned to the Huang Family and held a reunion banquet, so it wasn’t a surprise that many people knew she was Liang Ruining’s child. Thus, when Li Changming asked this question, Huo Sining wasn’t surprised.

She assumed Li Changming had investigated her and nodded slightly, saying, ”That’s right, my father is named Liang Ruining. Do you know my father, Old Master Li?”

Li Changming smiled and nodded, then shook his head. ”To be precise, whom I know is your grandmother. Back when I was just a young lad, I was once entangled with your grandmother. Later, by chance, I went to America. When I returned to the country, your grandmother was already married, and your father was born. I even held him. I didn’t expect after so many years, even Ruining’s child would be so grown up!”

Li Changming’s tone carried an indescribable nostalgia, tinged with sadness. Faintly, in the old man’s eyes, there was a strange emotion, which stunned Huo Sining for a moment.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she had a strange feeling, thinking to herself, could this be such a cliché? Could it be that the man before her was her grandmother’s old suitor?

This absurd thought flashed through Huo Sining’s mind, then she suddenly felt something wasn’t right and instinctively looked up at Li Changming:

”Did you recognize me as Liang Ruining’s daughter when you saw me at the birthday banquet yesterday?”

Li Changming smiled and nodded: ”I heard Jun’er mention it. He said you’re an orphan and were raised at your uncle’s place, taking your mother’s surname. So, when I first saw you, I was certain you were Ruining’s child.”

”Why?” Huo Sining asked, puzzled.

Li Changming glanced at Huo Sining and said, ”I believe you haven’t met your grandmother, have you? If you had seen her in her youth, you wouldn’t be asking such a question. Because your facial features, even your self-confidence and demeanor, are very much like your grandmother’s. Anyone who has seen your grandmother could hardly mistake it; you carry her shadow.”

Li Changming smiled, staring at Huo Sining’s features for a long time, as if he was trying to see another person through Huo Sining.

Huo Sining was shocked. She had only speculated before but seeing the intense bitterness and longing in Li Changming’s eyes, she was now certain that this old man was indeed her grandmother Huang Chengxiang’s suitor.

Goodness, this really counts as a story from long ago.

Her grandmother was truly remarkable, having even cross-border suitors, and decades had passed, yet this old fellow still remembered. It seemed like he had been infatuated for years; otherwise, at his age, he wouldn’t remember so vividly.

Huo Sining finally took a serious look at this Old Mr. Li, examining his face full of wrinkles and creases for a while, inwardly assessing Li Changming.

Though old now, judging by his features, this old man must have been a handsome guy in his youth and was around the same age as her grandmother. If her grandmother hadn’t been Jiaoren, he might have been a good match. At any rate, he’d have been better than the hypocritical and deceitful Liang Pengzhi, right?

Huo Sining inwardly mocked her grandmother’s blindness in picking a scoundrel like Liang Pengzhi when she was young, but then thought and came to terms with it.

Li Changming didn’t know that Huo Sining had seen Huang Chengxiang. On the morning of her wedding with Gu Xu, Mr. Liang brought a strange woman to the old house. She was sleeping in Huang Chengxiang’s boudoir at that time. The strange woman brought her a set of jewelry, and when the veil was lifted, Huo Sining saw a face almost identical to her own.

Although shocked, from Old Mr. Zhong and Jiang Xiaoqin’s grandpa’s words, Huo Sining already judged that her grandmother was still alive. So, upon seeing that strange woman’s mysterious face, she quickly guessed the woman’s identity.

Indeed, despite decades passing while maintaining the look of a young person in their twenties, the woman who hadn’t aged a bit was her grandmother, Huang Chengxiang.

The Jiaoren have a lifespan of five hundred years, so her grandmother faked her death intentionally, her father erased his traces meticulously, even going so far as to destroy his voice and face to conceal their identity and secret.

A lifespan of five hundred years turns three to five decades into a mere blink. Time etches a harsh mark of experience on humans, but on the Jiaoren, it leaves no trace.

So, to avoid arousing suspicion, they had to live under assumed names, away from society. Huo Sining didn’t even know where they hid or what they were plotting.

But, at this moment, Huo Sining vaguely guessed the purpose behind her grandmother and father’s concealed identities and their faked deaths to escape the world.

For Huang Chengxiang, if Liang Pengzhi wasn’t a good match, she didn’t need to entangle herself with such a person, which is why she left the Liang Family to establish her own household decisively.

After all, the Jiaoren have a prolonged lifespan of five hundred years; by the time Liang Pengzhi would pass away of old age, Huang Chengxiang would likely still be in her prime.

It’s likely that both her grandmother and Mr. Liang understood this deeply; they were never truly part of this world, but those family members and friends, and even lovers, were human.

Be it Liang Pengzhi or Li Changming, or her mother Huo Yinyin, perhaps they were all mere fleeting guests in the Jiaoren’s long life.

After a hundred years, these people would be dead, but they would still be alive, even with their youthful appearance unchanged. How sorrowful is that?

Given the relationship between her grandmother, father, and those relatives of the Huang Family, they surely did not want those people to know the secret their bodies held, which is why they were determined to flee, weren’t they?

Huo Sining felt a sudden tightness in her heart, thinking of herself and Gu Xu. She inherited the Jiaoren blood, wondering if the future would remain as tranquil as the present. Later, when she and Gu Xu can’t synchronize in life, illness, or death, where should she go?

Huo Sining’s eyes unexpectedly showed a rare hint of confusion; she couldn’t imagine the scene where Gu Xu became an old man with a white beard, while she remained in her youth—how bizarre and ridiculous that would be.