Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 474 - 342. Daughter (First Update)

It’s dark.

Huangfu Huazhang sat in the room, as if he had been sitting there since last night. As if he didn’t realize a whole day had passed.

Senmu and the others were watching him from a distance, not daring to disturb him.

It was only at dusk that Huangfu Huazhang seemed to come back to his senses and tilted his head towards the door: "Where is Xia Zuo?"

This question made Senmu feel a pang of sadness. He quickly bowed and came in: "Xia Zuo went to handle some matters. If you have any instructions, just let us know."

Huangfu Huazhang fixed his gaze on Senmu’s eyes, still asking, "Where is Xia Zuo?"

Realizing he couldn’t hide it, Senmu sighed, "Sir, Xia Zuo... went to the police station."

Huangfu Huazhang’s reaction was not intense, just a sudden frown. But Senmu knew, given his temperament, this expression already indicated a great turmoil within him.

After frowning, Huangfu Huazhang said, "Call Lawyer Liu and ask him to go to the police station to bail Xia Zuo out."

Senmu felt a jolt: if Xia Zuo came out, what would sir do?

Huangfu Huazhang stood up, went to the washroom to freshen up and change clothes, then spiritedly returned to sit down. Suddenly, his expression softened, and he instructed Senmu, "Tell them to bring the young miss back. I miss her so much."

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The next day, Liu Qingtian personally went to the police station to handle the bail procedures.

Tang Yanqing personally took charge, discussing the regulations with Liu Qingtian one by one, strictly by the book. Liu Qingtian couldn’t help but sigh, "Yan Qi, are you even disregarding this slight favor for Uncle Liu?"

Tang Yanqing grinned, "If it weren’t for Uncle Liu, we couldn’t even talk about bail for now. Xia Zuo admitted to too many charges, and the case is too serious. We could apply to the judge to deny his bail."

Liu Qingtian looked at the child in front of him. He had watched this child grow up, always thinking his emotions were written all over his face. But now he realized that he no longer understood him.

Liu Qingtian smiled, "But you still came to talk to me, which shows that you actually have reservations about the charges Xia Zuo admitted to."

Tang Yanqing laughed, "Uncle Liu, you have a discerning eye. Indeed, he is a scapegoat."

Tang Yanqing reiterated the requirements: Xia Zuo is not allowed to leave the country, and contact must remain open for police inquiries at any time.

Liu Qingtian chuckled, "Rest assured. His bail is set at three million US Dollars, such a large amount, no one would take it lightly."

Tang Yanqing tilted his head, "What is that amount to Huangfu Huazhang?"

Liu Qingtian frowned, "Yanqing, Huangfu is my client, so your insinuations in front of me necessitate a reminder from a lawyer’s standpoint. But I believe you’re not speaking from a police standpoint, rather a personal view, so I won’t pursue it."

Tang Yanqing smiled at Liu Qingtian. His partnership with Tang Mingyi over the years was as close as that between Xiang Yuan and Lu Zhao. "Thank you, Uncle Liu, I’ll remember that."

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Xia Zuo kept his lips tightly sealed all the way, not exchanging a word with Liu Qingtian. Sunlight spilling through the car window cast patches of light, mirroring the turmoil in his heart.

Liu Qingtian explained, "Sir wanted to personally come pick you up, but I persuaded him not to."

Xia Zuo raised his eyebrows in surprise, his heart trembled, he nodded, then lowered his head, "Sir really shouldn’t come."

Returning to the castle, Xia Zuo was surprised that instead of a somber atmosphere, there was joy and laughter. Even Senmu, descending from the upstairs, wore a smile on his face.

"What’s going on?" Xia Zuo was a bit stunned, "Could it be...?"

Senmu nodded with a smile, "Naturally, it’s the young miss."

A warm yet sour feeling welled up in Xia Zuo’s heart, and he quickly strode upstairs. Reaching the door of Huangfu Huazhang’s room, he slowed his steps.

The door was open. Inside, Huangfu Huazhang sat on the sofa, no longer the solitary figure of the past. A little girl fluttered around the room like a butterfly. She was wrapped in a sheet, using it as a makeshift royal dress, surprisingly one that the sir was particularly fond of!

At this moment, sir, who was always the absolute master of the room and castle, actually stood down to the role of a spectator, smiling as he watched the little girl run around the room, occasionally accepting a toy teacup she offered to "drink tea" or following her directive to "eat cake"...

The gentleman’s face was filled with smiles, his entire demeanor exuded an unfamiliar warmth.

Xia Zuo stood at the door, hesitating to enter. His aura did not fit with the room’s current atmosphere at all.

Instead, Huangfu Huazhang smiled, turning his head to see him.

The little girl also sensed it, she was running but suddenly stopped, turning her head to look towards the door.

"You’re back? Are you tired?"

A little Chinese girl, with long black hair, slightly curled at the ends; yet possessing blue eyes. A beautiful blend of East and West, like a living doll, both well-behaved and delicate, yet strikingly beautiful.

The little girl’s cherry blossom-like lips curved up, "...Uncle, I’ve seen you before!"

Xia Zuo’s cold, hard heart was suddenly hit, he quickly squatted down to meet the little girl’s rushing body.

He was a bit hesitant to open his arms, raising his eyes to look at Huangfu Huazhang. Huangfu Huazhang nodded, and only then did Xia Zuo open his hands and embrace the little girl in his arms.

Unknowingly, tears welled up in his eyes, he softly asked, "Little Miss, are you doing well in China?"

The little girl smiled and nodded seriously, "Yes." Then she turned to look at Huangfu Huazhang: "Only I really miss Daddy."

A single sentence brought tears to Huangfu Huazhang’s eyes as well, he walked over to take the little girl from Xia Zuo’s arms: "It’s Daddy’s fault. Daddy originally thought to wait for Mommy to accept Daddy’s proposal before bringing you to meet her, to give her a surprise. But I didn’t expect..."

The little girl was stunned, looking at Huangfu Huazhang: "Jieyou’s mommy?"

Huangfu Huazhang smiled with melancholy, hugging the little girl tighter: "Yes, Youyou also has a mommy."

The little girl’s full name was Huangfu Jieyou, her nickname was Youyou.

Whether it’s Jieyou or Youyou, it refers to that poem: ’Blue is the collar, leisurely my heart. But for your sake, I’ve been pondering till now.’

Implicit, euphemistic, yet also profound and unwavering affection.

A multitude of emotions suddenly surged in young Jieyou’s eyes, she clutched Huangfu Huazhang’s neck, shedding tears: "Can Youyou see Mommy?"

Huangfu Huazhang held his little daughter and wept as well: "Yes, Daddy will take Youyou to see Mommy."

Only not knowing, when the meeting day comes, whether it will be as dreamed in the heart.

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Jieyou, tired from playing, was taken to rest by the nanny.

Only Huangfu Huazhang and Xia Zuo remained in the room.

Xia Zuo hung his head, as if confessing with remorse.

With Jieyou not around, Huangfu Huazhang reverted to his usual aloof arrogance. He sat on a chair, looking down at Xia Zuo, chuckling lightly: "Why bother?"

Xia Zuo bowed his head deeply: "...With your noble status, how could you fall into such a situation? These matters were originally meant for subordinates to handle, so let me carry them on for you. No matter what the end of the road holds, I have no complaints or regrets."

Huangfu Huazhang chuckled, shaking his head: "You speak such foolish things. If it required you to bear, why would I have arranged all those other people?" Huangfu Huazhang spoke as he tilted his head to look at the chessboard on the table: "Every piece has its rightful place, I’ve arranged everything, you’re not allowed to make moves on your own."

Xia Zuo understood what he meant. Every case already had the criminals handed over to the police, everything was arranged long ago.

But Xia Zuo felt even sadder: "But the incident with Lu Zhao has already pointed the suspicion directly at you. From Tang Yanqing’s reaction, he is already quite confident that the blood handprint was left by you."

Huangfu Huazhang didn’t worry but laughed: "That’s not bad at all. Since I left the handprint, I wanted people to know. This is my feeling for her, it’s my own matter, who asked you to take it on?"

Huangfu Huazhang’s gaze softened: "I just want her to know. Through the window, it’s like back then, I was inside the window, she was outside the window. So close, yet separated into two worlds. I see her through the window, can’t help but want to caress her. It’s something I’ve never wanted to hide, I want her to know."

"But, sir..." Xia Zuo’s heart was pounding: "This way, the police will have evidence against you, and you might be convicted! This isn’t a small matter, it’s first-degree murder!"

Huangfu Huazhang’s expression remained calm: "So what? To protect her, I’d kill without hesitation." He looked up at Xia Zuo, smiling gently: "This is what a man should do for his woman, isn’t it?"

Xia Zuo was so anxious that he shed tears: "But sir, if convicted of first-degree murder, according to the laws this week, it would lead to the death penalty!"

Huangfu Huazhang still smiled coolly: "To die for her, would be my honor."

Facing such a Huangfu Huazhang, Xia Zuo was anxious to tears, yet helpless.

He pleaded urgently: "Are you really willing to fall into the hands of the police like this? You offer your life for Miss, only to watch her marry into the Tang Family, become Tang Yanqing’s wife?"