She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

"Where did your uncle go?"

Shao Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran through her body as she received the extremely unpleasant information.

Pei Rongrong loved seeing the despair in Shao Yan's expression. She remembered provoking her several times, but Shao Yan always seemed indifferent.

That innate air of nobility completely shattered her sense of superiority as a rich girl.

But Shao Yan's expression at that moment made Pei Rongrong immediately realize something.

She looked at Shao Yan with smug satisfaction, her provocative gaze practically overflowing.

"What, didn't your uncle tell you? Oh well, that makes sense. So what if you and your uncle got your marriage certificate?"

I told you long ago that marrying someone like my uncle doesn't mean you've transcended social class. For gold diggers like you, status is a joke.

"Don't you understand? Even if Sister Lanyan doesn't marry Uncle, she'll definitely live with him after she comes back. As for you, you'll just have to stay in this little apartment and wait for your husband like a statue."

Pei Rongrong received a hard slap across the face; Shao Yan's speed was so fast that even Meng Yu couldn't stop her in time.

Pei Rongrong covered her face and let out a scream that was inconsistent with her status and position.

"Shao Yan, what makes you think you can hit me?"

Pei Rongrong had already been slapped by Shao Yan. Having been hit, she was actually traumatized. Although she hated him to death, she didn't dare to hit back. She could only huddle in Meng Yu's arms and stomp her feet.

"Because I'm Mrs. Huo, your uncle's rightful wife. No matter what, I'm still your aunt. You've gone too far as to bully me. Do you think Huo Xiao will let you off the hook?"

Shao Yan knew that Huo Xiao would always protect her in public, and that kind of resolute bias made even Pei Rongrong afraid to act recklessly.

Of course, she wouldn't dare lay a hand on Shao Yan. The things she said were just to spite Shao Yan. In fact, Pei Rongrong knew very well that her uncle had probably fallen for someone else.

Whether Lan Yan can win back Huo Xiao's heart is another matter entirely.

She glanced at Meng Yu beside her and pushed him directly in front of her.

"You slap her for me."

Meng Yu was slightly taken aback and looked at Pei Rongrong.

Pei Rongrong was furious when she realized that her words had no effect.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to slap her? Are you really bewitched by this vixen too?"

"Alright, Rongrong."

Meng Yu felt that Pei Rongrong was being unreasonable, and that was indeed the case.

"Are you deaf? I told you to slap her!"

Shao Yan looked at Meng Yu, her tone extremely cold.

"Mr. Meng, I think you should take your fiancée with you."

Meng Yu practically forced Pei Rongrong out of Shao Yan's apartment.

After they left, Shao Yan couldn't help but collapse to the ground, her legs feeling weak.

She believed at least half of what Pei Rongrong said.

It turned out that Huo Xiao had been unable to get through because he had gone to find Lan Yan.

Shao Yan picked up her phone, thought for a moment, and then dialed Cheng Qian's number.

"Did your lawyer Huo go to see Miss Lan?"

Cheng Qian was visibly taken aback when asked the question.

Shao Yan knew from his reaction that she was right.

"Mrs. Huo—"

After a few seconds, Cheng Qian finally spoke with difficulty.

"This is Huo Lu's private trip, and I'm sorry I cannot share it with you."

Shao Yan took a breath. Her heart had already died several times over, so what did it matter if she was disappointed a few more times?

"You don't need to tell me where he is now, you just need to tell me when he will come back, or whether he will come back at all."

It is said that Lan Yan longs for life abroad. If Huo Xiao hadn't been in China, she would never have set foot on this land again.

So, was Huo Xiao really going with her this time to bring her back as Pei Rongrong said, or was he simply going to settle abroad with Pei Rongrong?

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Huo, I can't answer that."

What Cheng Qian said was true; there was no way he could know such a thing.

Shao Yan hung up Cheng Qian's call, pieced together her shattered heart, and slowly...

Slowly move to the table and sit down.

With almost no hope in her heart, she dialed Huo Xiao's number again. Unsurprisingly, no one answered.

Everything is natural and self-evident.

Huo Xiao not only went to see Lan Yan, but he also deliberately avoided her.

Meanwhile, Huo Xiao had already been in LA for a few days.

He changed his phone before coming here, leaving his old domestic phone at the firm for Cheng Qian to keep, and even turned it off before leaving.

At this moment, his mind was only on Lan Yan, who had been taken away by Qu Ao.

No matter what, she is carrying him and their child. Perhaps he cannot give Lan Yan a future or marry her, but he must find a way to make amends for the mistakes he has made.

Based on his understanding of Qu Ao, even if he refused to come, Qu Ao would not let him and Lan Yan go. In fact, in order to make him obediently surrender, Qu Ao would even extend his reach to Shao Yan in China.

He can't take that risk.

Huo Xiao went to Qu'ao's wealthy neighborhood in LA alone, without bringing anyone with him.

The villa, spanning nearly 1,000 square meters, is guarded by security personnel who verify identities at all times. Without permission, it is virtually impossible to enter the area within two kilometers.

Back when Huo Xiao was with Qu Ao, everything he had was provided by Qu Ao. Even after so many years away, the villa and car that Qu Ao arranged for him are still there.

He arrived at Qu'ao without any hindrance. Before he even reached the gate, bodyguards spotted him and stopped his car.

"Who is it?"

Huo Xiao didn't get out of the car; instead, the car window slowly rolled down, revealing his cold, sinister face and unfathomably dark black eyes.

Some people recognized Huo Xiao and, after their initial surprise, couldn't help but call out to him.

"Young Master."

"Open the door."

The bodyguards exchanged glances. The electric gate behind them opened, but instead of letting Huo Xiao through, ten burly men with bulging muscles and covered in tattoos walked out.

Two of them even walked over and went straight to Huo Xiao's car, forcefully lifting the front of the car up.

Huo Xiao watched as the scenery in front of him grew higher and higher, and everyone watched as the car was thrown out by two people.

The sports car was smashed to pieces, followed by a loud bang and a deafening explosion. The black sports car was instantly engulfed in flames, and a dozen men stood with their arms crossed, watching the car burn to a crisp, laughing wildly.

However, before they could laugh for long, they saw a tall and slender figure emerge from the firelight and thick fog.

"shit"

Someone swore in English, and they rushed forward to teach Huo Xiao a lesson, but they couldn't see anyone.

When they heard screams coming from behind them, they saw bodyguards falling to the ground one after another.

Some had broken legs, others had broken arms, and some were rolling on the ground clutching their stomachs. In no time, all of the dozen or so people had suffered injuries of varying degrees and were lying on the ground in great pain.

Several bodyguards who had been standing by without making a move were now terrified. When they saw Huo Xiao walking towards them, they couldn't even move their legs.

Where is Qu'ao?