297 Chapter 297, Like a Stranger

Half an hour later, a quiet nursing home in Jingshi.

Huo Yunting sat on the bench, looking at his mother Qiu Ran who was playing cards with two old people not far away.

She can still recognize the cards, but not him. Sometimes she is sober and sometimes confused. What is rare is that she was unexpectedly calm today, and she did not shout the names of Huo Zhenning and Xue Yuming again.

The dean handed him a cup of hot tea, sat down beside him, took a sip, and then looked in Qiu Ran's direction.

"Madam is doing well recently, but I don't know many people."

Huo Yunting put the teacup on the stool beside him, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you think it's a good sign that you don't know someone?"

"That's not what I meant, Mr. Huo. Compared with all the crazy actions before, madam is now developing in a good direction. The memory can be slowly recovered. The biggest problem is the mental breakdown." The dean explained anxiously .

"I just want to know, when will my mother fully recover?"

While talking, Huo Yunting watched Qiu Ran's every move steadily. She was so happy that she didn't even respond when he called her over.

Mother and child are like strangers.

"Mr. Huo, we are doing our best, and we will definitely make my wife get better as soon as possible!"

Huo Yunting was too lazy to listen to these nonsense, because he had heard it countless times.

He got up and said lightly, "Please, take good care of her."

"Yes, definitely, Mr. Huo, go slowly."

The dean nodded and bowed and watched him leave. He didn't touch his forehead until he was out of sight.

He wasn't sweating, but he felt like he was sweating profusely.

Some people obviously just said a few words without any threat, and they were already extremely shocking.

Huo Yunting is that kind of person.

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After Huo Yunting left the nursing home, he went home directly.

Lu Chaoyang has just returned to Jingshi, so he should still be at home.

"gentlemen."

"gentlemen."

...

As if he didn't hear the greetings from the servants, he strode in.

There was no sign of Lu Chaoyang in the living room, so he went upstairs directly.

The door of the bedroom was wide open, and he didn't even have a chance to buffer, the fact that there was no one inside appeared before his eyes.

He slowed down, and in his mind, there was a suitcase at her feet, and she hurriedly packed her luggage.

On the big bed, the green bracelet on the white duvet was very conspicuous.

She threw away even this one and only gift.

Huo Yunting's empty heart suddenly felt cramped. He walked to the wardrobe and opened it.

The huge closet was half empty, only his shirt, his coat, his...

It's all his stuff, and there's no trace of her, as if there's never been one.

Huo Yunting slammed his fist on the wardrobe, the bang was deafening, he stared at the off-white dressing table, some of the bottles and cans on it were missing, and some fell on the stage, looking very abandoned. the present him.

This was all abandoned by that heartless woman, don't want it!

He strode over, waved his arm, and all the remaining bottles and cans fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The butler heard the noises coming from the room, hurried upstairs, and saw Huo Yunting walking out of the room with a gloomy and handsome face.

"Sir, you..."

Huo Yunting's surroundings seemed to be wrapped in the cold winter wind, he walked past the butler coldly, went downstairs, and drove away.