Huang Xiaojue must be alive and well.
With this thought, her mind suddenly became clear, and she felt brighter.
Old Huang had always been traveling the world, completely oblivious to external affairs. Besides, he couldn't understand the foreign reports about the crashed plane, and he was entirely unaware that Yan Xixi was on the list of missing passengers.
He simply longs to see old friends, making a lot of small pastries, constantly offering coffee and treats to Yan Xixi.
"Uncle Huang, did Xiaojue ever mention when he'd come back?"
Huang's father sighed deeply, "I only hope he'll return by New Year's Eve."
Yan Xixi calculated; New Year's Eve is less than twenty days away.
By then, would Huang Xiaojue really return?
Moreover, she discovered that Huang's father was completely unaware of the murder incident in Canada... It's obvious, if something terrible happened to Huang Xiaojue, the old gentleman couldn't be so calm and composed.
