When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Chapter 112: The Leading Lady of the 1960s Cultural Troupe

After all, Teacher Gao’s only daughter and son-in-law had burned to death in a fire, and her younger daughter was lost at birth. After a joyful reunion, she discovered it was all just a cruel joke.

She was in poor health when she left the Capital City. After the blow of her daughter and son-in-law’s death, coupled with the harsh living conditions, who knows how much her health has deteriorated. It would be difficult for her to withstand major emotional swings.

That’s why Xia Zhaoyun didn’t want to reveal her suspicions until she was one hundred percent certain. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Huo Tianhao chuckled softly and pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead tenderly. "Don’t overthink it. Just let nature take its course."

"If things are as we suspect and you really are Teacher Gao’s biological daughter, then our family will be reunited, and our lives will be even more complete."

"And if this is just heaven playing a joke on us, you can still visit Teacher Gao as a relative, given your status as Ruyi and Ruyuan’s adoptive mother."

"Besides, now that we have a lead to follow, we can keep digging."

Xia Zhaoyun snuggled obediently in his arms. "Whether Teacher Gao is my birth mother or not, she took great care of me when she was in the troupe. Many of the habits and techniques I use when I dance today were passed down from her."

"So I want to mail some things to her, but I don’t know if that’s feasible, or if she’ll even be able to receive them and use them for herself."

Huo Tianhao smiled. "I’ll ask around for you. The transportation teams travel all over the country and have extensive networks. It shouldn’t be too difficult."

Xia Zhaoyun expressed her joy by rubbing her face against him again and again.

’No one had ever truly shared my worries and sorrows, offered such practical suggestions, and provided such irreplaceable help before.’

The thought brought a saying to mind: ’With a husband like this, what more could a wife ask for?’

Huo Tianhao knew his wife had this little quirk of rubbing against him whenever she was happy, a habit that was both endearing and unbearable. Her affectionate nuzzling could rout his formidable self-control.

"Get some rest. Didn’t you say you’re starting rehearsals tomorrow?"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. "Brother Hao, have I ever told you that I like you more and more each day?"

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