Chapter 147
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Walking into the villa, Zhang Xiaohua felt suffocated by the emptiness.
The silence was deafening. Sighing, Zhang Xiaohua looked around.
With his father having passed and his mother and Liu Yan in the hospital. Facing such an empty house, Zhang Xiaohua felt lonely. Even though he was sitting in a million-dollar property, he couldn't feel a trace of happiness.
Full of turbulent emotion, Zhang Xiaohua went towards his room.
Passing Liu Yan's room, he couldn't help but stop.
In the face of the closed door, Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment, then reached out and gently twisted the lock on the door. When, he opened the door, he fixed his eyes and looked inside. There was a bed and a writing desk as well as wooden wardrobe, the room was quite simple.
Zhang Xiaohua walked into Liu Yan's bedroom, maybe he could find something to take to Liu Yan in the hospital.
At this point, looking at the whole room, the only thing that attracted Zhang Xiaohua was the desk.
However, this was related to Liu Yan's privacy. If he moved her things without her permission, how could he explain it to Liu Yan in the future?
Helpless shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohua turned and walked, but after a few steps, he stopped. His eyes were fixed on a large cardboard box under the bed.
Zhang Xiaohua curiously pulled out the box, opening the lid. Zhang Xiaohua was confused to find a wedding dress, which seemed to be homemade.
Based on the sizing, it definitely wasn't Liu Yan's.
Looking at the simple and gorgeous wedding dress in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but praise Liu Yan's craftsmanship.
If Liu Yan recovered smoothly, maybe they could open up a bridal shop.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohua was about to put the wedding dress in the box, but found that there was still a piece of clothing at the bottom of it.
It was a red cheongsam, a wedding dress in the traditional Huaxian style. The golden phoenix on the dress was striking and beautifully crafted, the style was nostalgic but not outdated. It combined thousands of years of Huaxian tradition with current fashion trends.
According to Zhang Xiaohua's guess, these two wedding dresses were probably sewed by Liu Yan for her daughter. The dedication that went into the two dresses was obvious. One was made for a Western-style wedding, but if she preferred a more traditional Huaxian wedding, she could wear the other.
As the saying goes, love is infinite, a mother's love is boundless.
Incomparably moved, Zhang Xiaohua felt tearful.
Carefully, Zhang Xiaohua put the two dresses back in the box, then pushed the box back under the bed.
About to leave the room, Zhang Xiaohua had a thought. Liu Yan's job was mainly taking care of the housework, so why did she have so many writing tools on her desk?
Zhang Xiaohua, filled with unbearable curiosity, walked up, opened a drawer and found that the drawer was filled with letters. Dated from 2016-2019, all written to her daughter.
Zhang Xiaohua roughly counted a few times. There were more than 100 letters here. That is to say, since Zhao Zilin went abroad to study, she had been writing letters.
Zhang Xiaohua understood Liu Yan's mood very much. She was afraid that her daughter wouldn't t forgive her, she was afraid that her daughter would be angry, so she didn't send these letters.
Unfortunately, Zhao Zilin didn't know what Liu Yan had done for her, but Zhang Xiaohua was sure that if Zhao Zilin knew it, she would understand how much her mother actually loved her.
Zhang Xiaohua immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Zilin's phone...
"Sorry, the user you dialed is currently unavailable, please try again later."
Hearing the prompt from the phone, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel annoyed. This girl had just returned to Huaxia, what could she possible be doing that she had to switch off her phone?
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Walking into the villa, Zhang Xiaohua felt suffocated by the emptiness.
The silence was deafening. Sighing, Zhang Xiaohua looked around.
With his father having passed and his mother and Liu Yan in the hospital. Facing such an empty house, Zhang Xiaohua felt lonely. Even though he was sitting in a million-dollar property, he couldn't feel a trace of happiness.
Full of turbulent emotion, Zhang Xiaohua went towards his room.
Passing Liu Yan's room, he couldn't help but stop.
In the face of the closed door, Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment, then reached out and gently twisted the lock on the door. When, he opened the door, he fixed his eyes and looked inside. There was a bed and a writing desk as well as wooden wardrobe, the room was quite simple.
Zhang Xiaohua walked into Liu Yan's bedroom, maybe he could find something to take to Liu Yan in the hospital.
At this point, looking at the whole room, the only thing that attracted Zhang Xiaohua was the desk.
However, this was related to Liu Yan's privacy. If he moved her things without her permission, how could he explain it to Liu Yan in the future?
Helpless shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohua turned and walked, but after a few steps, he stopped. His eyes were fixed on a large cardboard box under the bed.
Zhang Xiaohua curiously pulled out the box, opening the lid. Zhang Xiaohua was confused to find a wedding dress, which seemed to be homemade.
Based on the sizing, it definitely wasn't Liu Yan's.
Looking at the simple and gorgeous wedding dress in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but praise Liu Yan's craftsmanship.
If Liu Yan recovered smoothly, maybe they could open up a bridal shop.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohua was about to put the wedding dress in the box, but found that there was still a piece of clothing at the bottom of it.
It was a red cheongsam, a wedding dress in the traditional Huaxian style. The golden phoenix on the dress was striking and beautifully crafted, the style was nostalgic but not outdated. It combined thousands of years of Huaxian tradition with current fashion trends.
According to Zhang Xiaohua's guess, these two wedding dresses were probably sewed by Liu Yan for her daughter. The dedication that went into the two dresses was obvious. One was made for a Western-style wedding, but if she preferred a more traditional Huaxian wedding, she could wear the other.
As the saying goes, love is infinite, a mother's love is boundless.
Incomparably moved, Zhang Xiaohua felt tearful.
Carefully, Zhang Xiaohua put the two dresses back in the box, then pushed the box back under the bed.
About to leave the room, Zhang Xiaohua had a thought. Liu Yan's job was mainly taking care of the housework, so why did she have so many writing tools on her desk?
Zhang Xiaohua, filled with unbearable curiosity, walked up, opened a drawer and found that the drawer was filled with letters. Dated from 2016-2019, all written to her daughter.
Zhang Xiaohua roughly counted a few times. There were more than 100 letters here. That is to say, since Zhao Zilin went abroad to study, she had been writing letters.
Zhang Xiaohua understood Liu Yan's mood very much. She was afraid that her daughter wouldn't t forgive her, she was afraid that her daughter would be angry, so she didn't send these letters.
Unfortunately, Zhao Zilin didn't know what Liu Yan had done for her, but Zhang Xiaohua was sure that if Zhao Zilin knew it, she would understand how much her mother actually loved her.
Zhang Xiaohua immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Zilin's phone...
"Sorry, the user you dialed is currently unavailable, please try again later."
Hearing the prompt from the phone, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel annoyed. This girl had just returned to Huaxia, what could she possible be doing that she had to switch off her phone?
Walking into the villa, Zhang Xiaohua felt suffocated by the emptiness.The silence was deafening. Sighing, Zhang Xiaohua looked around.With his father having passed and his mother and Liu Yan in the hospital. Facing such an empty house, Zhang Xiaohua felt lonely. Even though he was sitting in a million-dollar property, he couldn't feel a trace of happiness.Full of turbulent emotion, Zhang Xiaohua went towards his room.Passing Liu Yan's room, he couldn't help but stop.In the face of the closed door, Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment, then reached out and gently twisted the lock on the door. When, he opened the door, he fixed his eyes and looked inside. There was a bed and a writing desk as well as wooden wardrobe, the room was quite simple.Zhang Xiaohua walked into Liu Yan's bedroom, maybe he could find something to take to Liu Yan in the hospital.At this point, looking at the whole room, the only thing that attracted Zhang Xiaohua was the desk.However, this was related to Liu Yan's privacy. If he moved her things without her permission, how could he explain it to Liu Yan in the future?Helpless shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohua turned and walked, but after a few steps, he stopped. His eyes were fixed on a large cardboard box under the bed.Zhang Xiaohua curiously pulled out the box, opening the lid. Zhang Xiaohua was confused to find a wedding dress, which seemed to be homemade.Based on the sizing, it definitely wasn't Liu Yan's.Looking at the simple and gorgeous wedding dress in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but praise Liu Yan's craftsmanship.If Liu Yan recovered smoothly, maybe they could open up a bridal shop.At this time, Zhang Xiaohua was about to put the wedding dress in the box, but found that there was still a piece of clothing at the bottom of it.It was a red cheongsam, a wedding dress in the traditional Huaxian style. The golden phoenix on the dress was striking and beautifully crafted, the style was nostalgic but not outdated. It combined thousands of years of Huaxian tradition with current fashion trends.According to Zhang Xiaohua's guess, these two wedding dresses were probably sewed by Liu Yan for her daughter. The dedication that went into the two dresses was obvious. One was made for a Western-style wedding, but if she preferred a more traditional Huaxian wedding, she could wear the other.As the saying goes, love is infinite, a mother's love is boundless.Incomparably moved, Zhang Xiaohua felt tearful.Carefully, Zhang Xiaohua put the two dresses back in the box, then pushed the box back under the bed.About to leave the room, Zhang Xiaohua had a thought. Liu Yan's job was mainly taking care of the housework, so why did she have so many writing tools on her desk?Zhang Xiaohua, filled with unbearable curiosity, walked up, opened a drawer and found that the drawer was filled with letters. Dated from 2016-2019, all written to her daughter.Zhang Xiaohua roughly counted a few times. There were more than 100 letters here. That is to say, since Zhao Zilin went abroad to study, she had been writing letters.Zhang Xiaohua understood Liu Yan's mood very much. She was afraid that her daughter wouldn't t forgive her, she was afraid that her daughter would be angry, so she didn't send these letters.Unfortunately, Zhao Zilin didn't know what Liu Yan had done for her, but Zhang Xiaohua was sure that if Zhao Zilin knew it, she would understand how much her mother actually loved her.Zhang Xiaohua immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Zilin's phone..."Sorry, the user you dialed is currently unavailable, please try again later."Hearing the prompt from the phone, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel annoyed. This girl had just returned to Huaxia, what could she possible be doing that she had to switch off her phone?
