President's Beloved
President Chap's Beloved. 64
A woman dressed in a hygiene uniform was seen sneaking up after getting out of the elevator. His face was covered with a mask. It only shows long, black, slightly wavy hair and brown-colored neutrals.
He stuck his head out. Look at the corridor that looks so good. Right, lengthening. No one is visible.
Stepped over. Vigilant. When you are in front of the door is ivory white with peony flower carvings that symbolize honor and classy personality.
The woman grieves. It was like describing the owner of this room.
He opened the door and entered quickly. "You have no right to forbid me from meeting Crystal, Andrean Gong!" That's Rose. He exclaimed.
"How did you get in, Miss Liang?" Rose looks. That's not Andrean's voice.
Hans!
It was Hans who was sitting on the sofa holding onto a piece of paper. Stare at him full of probes. Rose dumbfounded. "W-how could you? Where is Andrean? Where's my son?"cerca Rose's.
Hans clearly recognized Rose, even though he was wearing a mask. Ah, Hans laughed, "You really deserve to wear it!" Cynic and satirical. Rose's eyes were so upset.
He clenched his hand. "How dare you! You know who I am?" Hans smirked thinly.
"you? Miss Liang, isn't it?" Hans placed the sheet of paper he was holding on the table.
"Although Andrean and I broke up. I'm still the mother of her son, Crystal?" Yes, relying on her position as the mother of Crystal. Hans was grinning. He then chuckles. Rose's confused. On the one hand also upset and misgivings. Relax Hans' reaction.
"Miss Liang." Hans called out coldly.
"I'm sure you know the truth. Therefore, it is better that you keep your attitude and get out of this room immediately. I'd suggest you a lot of self-introspection during your suspension! About Crystal leave everything to you because he will take good care of Crystal. Unless, if you want the crystal life to change drastically. It would be best if you were self-conscious before it was really too late!" The warning! Hans gave Rose a warning.
Rose trembled at Hans' warning. In his mind immediately wondered, did Andrean know anything? If Andrean knew that Crsytal was not his flesh and blood, why did Andrean still recognize Crsytal as his daughter? Cold sweat soaked his temples. Seeing Rose's reaction, Hans smiled the reaction proved what he said was most likely true.
"D-where are they?"rose asked tremblingly.
"Mr and Crystal are not in the company. As for where they go it's privacy" Hans replied. Raising his hand pointed towards the door, hinting for Rose to immediately lift foot from this room.
"I can't believe it!" Rose acted. He checked every corner and room here. Starting from the bathroom to the bedroom available in the room.
Blank.
There's no one.
Hans didn't prevent it at all. If prevented, Rose would be even more incredulous. Yes, although it adds further to Hans's annoyance. Rose's arrival alone had already upset him. Plus with Rose who was screaming calling the names Andrean and Crystal.
"Enough!" Hans's upset. He stood up and held Rose's arm. Step out.
Rose thrashing. Unfortunately, the ramming had no effect on Hans.
"out! While I still give you tolerance. Otherwise I won't hesitate to add to your suspension, Miss Liang." Another warning. Non-polytic. Rose could only bite her own lips.
Turned. Step away with a feeling of sadness.
Hans grunting. Back into the room. "Near to die of duty. The grandmother came. Makes me very upset. CK!" Hans grumbling.
Where are Andrean and Crystal? Wasn't Andrean still at odds with Camelia this morning?
Andrean to Shanghai. Along with Crystal. And all the work during Andrean in Shanghai was done to Hans. Actually not everything. However, for the most part.
"It looks like it should replace security." Rose could sneak in meaning security was less strict and meticulous. Enter by dressing up like a janitor, passing the guards, and going up to Andrean's room.
"Ah it's a relief to see out of the palace," muttered Hans with a relieved face.
"And sir, hurry back if you don't want to see your secretary sit down to death" said Hans, with a face so clear.
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Still nothing changed from this residence except its contents. So is a very different atmosphere.
Camelia held back her tears as she set foot back in this residence. Liang residence, where he took shelter and shelter for 22 years.
Five years had passed, he finally returned to this residence, despite only visiting. Even if it's only for a little while at least it's better than nothing.
Madam Liang frowned. "Ah. Excuse me. I got carried away" said Camelia. He nodded and wiped the corner of his eyes.
"You crying? Why?" Madam Liang approached Camelia. Touching her arms and looking at Camelia meaningfully.
"I'm reminded of home, Mother," Camelia answered, lyrically.
"Home? You can think of this house as your home, Lia," Madam Liang said with a smile. From the look on her face, it seems like she misunderstood the word house referring to Camelia's home in Canada. The word house refers to this residence.
"Come on." Madam Liang led Camelia. Camelia sat on the couch. Madam Liang went to the kitchen.
Camelia spread her gaze. Nothing has changed. Staying the same, the same order, and as Camelia looked at the wall commonly used to lay the frame, Camelia fell silent. Without realizing it, her tears were flowing.
Photos of him are still there. And so did Dion. Same with Camelia's memory.
Dad, Mommy ….
"Son Lia, what do you like to drink? Milk, tea, or juice?" Sounded Madam Liang asked. Immediately, Camelia wiped the corner of her eyes. Blinked his eyes a few times.
"Teach, Mother." Camelia turned to Madam Liang with a smile until her eyes narrowed.
"All right." Not long after, Mrs Liang returned with a tray containing a teapot and 2 small glasses.
"It's green tea. Good for health," said Mrs Liang while pouring tea into a glass.
"Thank you, Mother." Camelia sipped the green tea.
Uh.
His feeling is more relieved. "If you may know what in this house there is only Mother and Master Liang alone?"ask Camelia. Just a little talk to get information.
Madam Liang shook her head. "Now we're just three. Mother, husband, and daughter. You must know, right? Rose Liang's."
Obviously Camelia knows. However, the word now made Camelia's heart rustle.
"We used to live five. My eldest daughter and only son. They left this house five years ago. Where not. Until now had not heard at all let alone known of their existence." Madam Liang told me.
"They're gone, why?"
Story telling. Tells the exact same thing as in Camelia's memory. However, Mrs Liang's story after she and Dion left this residence, made Camelia cry. Her tears cannot be held back.
Immediately embraced the body of Madam Liang. Hugged it. "Mom was eager to meet them. I want to go back to how I used to be. The complete family. A warm house. B-but that feels impossible. Do they want to go back to this house? Hix ... hix …."
"Will, Mother. It's just that maybe they're still considering other things until they haven't come back yet."
"Mom misses them so much, Lia."
"They must miss you a lot too, Mother." Camelia was honest. Saying his heart.
"It's our fault. We can't be fair. We only attach more importance to the reputation than the children's feelings." Madam Liang blamed herself.
Camellia did not answer. "Mother, don't be sad. One day they'll definitely come home" Camelia comforted.
"Really?" Sumringah's face. Camelia nodded.
Madam Liang stared fixedly at Camelia. His eyes were like diving into the netra of Camelia.
"Lia, you and your sister are so much like Mom's kids. How happy Mom would be if it was really you. Unfortunately, they are not you," said Madam Liang with a little raucous.
Camelia smiled. "It doesn't matter if Mom thinks of me and my sister as mother's children."
We are indeed mother children, Camelia screamed in her heart.
The two hugged each other. The atmosphere was quiet and felt sad. Tranquility fills the heart. This is the calm that is sought.
"Why are you here?" The hug was broken upon hearing that. His tone was snide again.
Rose.
It's Rose!