At ten in the morning, Huo Yanzhao showed up on time at the villa in Shanglin Bay.
When Mrs. Wu opened the door and saw him, her face lit up with surprise, "Sir, you've come. The young lady is still sleeping."
Huo Yanzhao's expression softened, "I'll go up and check on her."
Mrs. Wu hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to stop him, but while indecisively waiting, Huo Yanzhao had already crossed the living room and was heading upstairs.
Mrs. Wu could only sigh.
The young lady had always been decisive since childhood. Whether it was going abroad or coming home, getting married or getting divorced, all decisions were made by herself, even without notifying her family. This time when Miss divorced, the elders of the Yun Family only found out about it not long ago, each of them utterly shocked. Unfortunately, the divorce was a fait accompli, and their anger was futile.
