Huo Tianhao bought some candy for the occasion, along with a few pastries for his wife and children. He didn’t dare buy too much; the hot weather meant things wouldn’t keep. They already had most of what they needed at home, and besides, Xia Zhaoyun and the kids would be leaving before fall arrived, at the very latest.
So they just window-shopped for a bit. After buying some toys for the children, they dropped everything off at home, then headed to the Song Family’s residence, carrying four bags of pastries as a gift for their hosts.
It had only been about a month since she’d left the Song Family, but as Xia Zhaoyun gazed at the familiar yet strange surroundings, time seemed to stretch. It all felt like it had happened in a past life.
The moment their family of four appeared, a sharp-eyed acquaintance spotted them. "Well, look at that! Yun is back with her husband and kids..."
Everyone’s heads turned. They had been feasting on the Song Family’s drama for a month. From the moment the news broke, it had fermented and become distorted, and the aftershocks hadn’t even ended before the next piece of drama arrived. Now, with fresh gossip ripe for the picking, everyone’s eyes were irresistibly drawn to Xia Zhaoyun’s right hand and left ear.
In terms of looks, Huo Tianhao and Xia Zhaoyun’s family of four were in a league of their own. The two adults were one thing; it was common knowledge that they had been exceptional since childhood, reaching a level in every aspect that others could only dream of.
But even the two children they had seemingly adopted on a whim had adorable features that their peers couldn’t possibly compare to.
Seeing their chubby cheeks and obedient, well-behaved demeanor, many people found themselves regretting that they hadn’t snatched the children up first.
Their own families were well-off, their children were grown, and their houses were spacious. Taking in two kids who were already in kindergarten—especially when the factory was helping to foot the bill—would have been a fantastic deal!
However, the thought only lingered in their minds for a second before they moved on to their next target.
An older woman approached with a smile, reaching for Xia Zhaoyun’s right hand, clearly intending to verify the rumors.
With a cool expression, Huo Tianhao lightly guided Xia Zhaoyun by the shoulder, moving her aside to evade the woman’s grasp. "Ma’am, my wife’s right hand is bothering her. You can just talk to us from where you are."
The woman sighed, her face full of pity and regret. "I heard that Yun injured her right hand and won’t be able to use any strength in it anymore. And her left ear, too... Is it really true?"
"That’s right, she doesn’t look any different than before to me..."
Once the topic was broached, the crowd, who had been dying of curiosity, all started chiming in with questions, momentarily pushing the members of the Song and Tong families to the side.


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