CHAPTER 155: CHAPTER 155: CURSING WILDLY 4_1

But before she could voice her complaints, her son was already hugging her warmly and pulling out an exquisite box. "Mom," he said, "didn’t you mention last time how much you liked the beautiful watch Auntie Zhang from next door was wearing? I went to Hong Kong last week and specially bought these—one for you and one for Dad."

Mother Huang knew at first glance that this was a high-quality item. Delighted, she asked, "How much?"

"Over 60,000."

"One costs over 60,000?"

"Of course."

Mother Huang was both delighted and a little reproachful. "Son, why did you buy something so expensive? You work so hard. You can’t just squander your hard-earned money like this... Hey, my watch is much better than Auntie Zhang’s! Hers only cost a little over 20,000, and she’s always flaunting it in front of us. Mine cost over 60,000, you know..."

Huang Xiaojue chuckled to himself and personally helped his mother put on the watch. "Look, Mom, it’s quite stunning on you. TSK, TSK, TSK, truly high-class, fashionable, and sophisticated. Alright, I’m heading to the study for a bit. I’ll come down for dinner once Dad has finished cooking."

Overjoyed, Mother Huang couldn’t stop admiring the expensive designer watch, while Huang Xiaojue’s footsteps thudded up the stairs to the study.

Once he closed the door and settled comfortably into the large swivel chair, a smile finally touched his lips. In his pocket was another exquisite box, containing a beautiful woman’s watch. Since his parents had received gifts, she certainly had to have one too. He hadn’t dared to give it to her last night, but he knew he would eventually have the opportunity to do so.

No rush, just take it slow. Xixi, I’m patient.

His phone rang. It was a call from the real estate agent. "Mr. Huang, we’ve selected two properties for you. One is a suburban villa with a great environment and convenient transportation. The price is quite reasonable, and there’s an 8% discount for a lump-sum payment. The other is a high-end duplex apartment in a mature community with reputable elementary and middle schools nearby. Which one are you leaning towards? Or would you like to see both?"

"Let’s take a look at both."

The real estate agent was very enthusiastic. "Mr. Huang, once you’ve made a decision, I’ll ensure all the paperwork is handled smoothly and properly for you. It’s even better that you’re unmarried. Your pre-marital property will be protected, avoiding many future troubles."

"No, I’ll put both our names on it."

The agent paused, momentarily stunned, then quickly laughed. "Alright, alright, no problem! Mr. Huang, whenever you have some free time, I’ll accompany you to see them."

"Thanks. Please get this settled for me as soon as possible."

After he hung up, he looked around the sprawling two-story duplex. It was the fruit of his parents’ lifelong hard work, a true representation of a middle-class family. Here, like many only children, he had enjoyed the treatment befitting a little emperor. But he knew he was no longer suited to living here.

Adult children should live in their own homes—it wasn’t about the house itself, but about autonomy. In one’s parents’ home, naturally, the parents had the final say. But in his own home—as for who the mistress would be—this time, Huang Xiaojue himself had to be the one to decide.

After a long moment, he opened a drawer and took out an old, yellowed notebook. On its pages, every word and sentence was like irrefutable proof:

"Xiaojue, I love you..."

"Xiaojue, I love you so much. You’re the best person in the world to me..."

"Xiaojue, I will love you for a lifetime; that will never change. Xiaojue, every time I was about to despair, you were always the one who gave me strength and hope..."

He had memorized every line long ago, yet somehow, his eyes still grew moist.

He had lost her for such a long time. This time, he absolutely could not make the same mistake again.