To My Dear Mr. Huo

Chapter 112: Where Is Huo Jinyao?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Su Qingsang had received a phone call from Huo Jinyao after work that day. He had said that he could not come to pick her up due to social engagements and told her to go home by herself.

She was about to leave when the pregnant woman with hypertension syndrome had a fit. She was the first doctor to treat her, so, naturally, she followed Zhang Qiubai into the operating room.

When the operation was over, she looked at the time and realized it was late. Thinking of Huo Jinyao’s social engagement, Su Qingsang wanted to see if he had finished; if he was leaving now, he could come and pick her up on the way home.

She didn’t know where Huo Jinyao worked, but she knew it wasn’t too far from the hospital. She figured his social engagement couldn’t be too far from his company.

The call was answered, but a woman’s voice came from the phone.

“Ah. Mhm. Jinyao, you are so great—”

“Mmm. Ah. Easy. Easy.”

The abrupt moaning sound confounded Su Qingsang for a moment. She blinked. There was a moment that she thought she had dialed the wrong number.

She took the phone away from her ear and looked at it again, but found that was Huo Jinyao’s number for sure.

The name saved in her phone was Dear Husband. This embarrassing name had been saved in her phone by Huo Jinyao himself.

Su Qingsang increased the volume and the moaning sound became louder.

“Ah— Mmm— Jinyao— easy, easy.”

“Jinyao.”

“I, uhm. Ah.”

With the sound streaming into her ear, Su Qingsang’s face changed a bit. After listening for a while, however, her mood shifted completely.

“Huo Jinyao?”

She called him but did not get a response. The moan seemed to stop for a moment.

Su Qingsang understood what was going on and called out, “Huo Jinyao.”

Still, she did not get a response. Su Qingsang stood up. “Who are you? Why is Jinyao’s phone in your hand?”

Listening to the breathing that seemed to have become heavier, Su Qingsang sneered. “Let Huo Jinyao answer the phone. Why can’t he? He doesn’t have the time to answer his wife’s phone call, but he has time to have sex with a woman he barely knows?

“Huo Jinyao, answer the phone.” Su Qingsang raised her voice.

The moaning sound came again, even more exaggerated. Then, the phone was quickly hung up.

Su Qingsang sneered as she stared at the phone. For the first time, a cold look flashed across her beautiful face. She quickly picked up her bag and keys to leave as she clicked on the screen with her fingertips.

While waiting for the elevator, she met Sister Wang, the next door neighbor. She did not have time to say hello. She directly rushed into the elevator and pressed one before she had time to say anything.

She called Shi Mengwan while she was walking. She didn’t have many friends except for some doctors and nurses. Shi Mengwan, however, knew two police officers.

Su Qingsang found Huo Jinyao’s position by using her GPS and made the waiter open the door with the help of the two police officers.

What she saw was Huo Jinyao sleeping on the bed, unconscious. His upper body was barely covered. He was with a woman whom she had seen before. Now, the woman was pulling up the quilt to cover her own body and looking at her smugly and defiantly.

The floor was littered with clothes, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qingsang turned to two police officers and smiled. “Thank you very much. I’ve found him now and I really appreciate your help.”

“You’re welcome.” The two police officers were close with Shi Mengwan, so they were quite willing to help with such small matters.

Su Qingsang thanked them and watched them leave. She turned to face everything in the room, including the woman’s extremely defiant face.