An Lan was flung into the air, and with a startled cry, she tightly gripped the ropes of the swing. She had no mind to think of anything else, while Huo Zhanting had intended just to divert her attention with this.
He would investigate the mole himself; An Lan didn't need to fret over such a trivial matter.
...
On the other hand, after leaving Huo An Group yesterday, Ouyang Xiu did not head straight home. Using work as an excuse, he went out and indulged in revelry for a whole day, not returning until noon today, reeking of alcohol.
His steps unsteady, he entered the villa and glanced around. Not seeing his father, he heaved a sigh of relief, prepared to tiptoe upstairs for a good rest.
However, Ouyang Xiong, who had appeared behind him at some unknown time, raised his hand and tapped Ouyang Xiu's leg with his cane, not too forcefully.
