Last Love chapter 117

Just then, as Jiang Chao drove the car into Sega, the underground parking lot was already full. So, he turned to the outside parking spaces. At that moment, he suddenly looked serious, whispered to Wen Ke, “No need. They’re already here.”

At first, Wen Ke thought it was Han Jiangque who had arrived, but as soon as he opened the car door to get out, he understood Jiang Chao’s meaning—

It wasn’t Han Jiangque, but Han’s third brother and Han Zhan who came personally.

As if possessing a gene that wasn’t afraid of the cold, the Han family members were still standing outdoors in the icy snow. The other bodyguards naturally followed.

As Wen Ke approached, he realized that Han Zhan and Han Jiangque’s third brother were looking at the four snowmen that Han Jiangque and he had built together. The snowman area happened to have a canopy, so it still vaguely retained its original shape.

However, the scene of two Alphas, both nearly 190 cm tall, slightly bending over to look at the crooked and childish snowmen seemed somewhat strange.

When Wen Ke got closer, the Han family noticed him.

The first to turn around was Han Jiangque’s third brother, Han Zhaoyu, and then Han Zhan slowly turned around and walked over.

Wen Ke was a bit surprised to find that Han Zhan’s left leg seemed to have been injured, and he limped slightly when walking.

He hadn’t noticed this when he last saw Han Zhan in the car, so he hadn’t realized this before.

But even so, the upper half of Han Zhan’s body remained straight, showing a military-like posture, which, for a nearly sixty-year-old with inconvenient legs, was a display of strong dignity.

“Uncle, why did you come so late.”

Although they parted ways last time, Wen Ke still maintained the demeanor of a junior and politely greeted, “Shall we go upstairs…”

“No need to go up.”

Han Zhan directly waved his hand, interrupting Wen Ke, and said straightforwardly, “I’ve been recuperating at the Fuyong Hot Springs Base near B City for the past few days, and I’m returning to H City tomorrow. I came here for two reasons—firstly, I haven’t been able to contact Han Jiangque for several days. What’s going on? Is he here with you?”

“I…”

Wen Ke suddenly felt more nervous. He hadn’t expected even the Han family to lose contact with Han Jiangque. “He’s not here with me, Uncle. I haven’t been able to contact him these past few days.”

“Unbelievable!”

Wen Ke felt Han Zhan’s displeasure in his tone, and he couldn’t help but worry about Han Jiangque. He explained very quietly, “Uncle, we had a little conflict a few days ago.”

“Alright, Wen Ke. Before tomorrow, tell him to roll back to H City immediately. I have something to ask him.”

Han Zhan’s tone couldn’t contain his anger anymore: “There’s another matter. We discussed it last time. Since you don’t want to leave Han Jiangque, then sign an agreement. This time, I brought the agreement—”

As he spoke, his subordinate on the side quickly took a folder from the briefcase and handed it directly to Wen Ke.

However, Wen Ke didn’t reach out to take it.

Silently, he took a step back, leaving the folder awkwardly hanging in mid-air.

The snow outside continued to fall recklessly, but time seemed to freeze for a moment due to the tense atmosphere.

“What are you doing?”

Han Zhan said in a low voice.

Wen Ke lifted his head slightly to look at Han Zhan and said softly, “Before Han Jiangque returns, I won’t sign anything.”

Han Zhan’s wolf-like eyes stared at Wen Ke intensely, speaking slowly but with a hint of intimidation: “Wen Ke, I don’t like unreasonable people. I’ve said it before; the Han family will absolutely not accept you. I know what you’re thinking. Do you think you have a hundred percent certainty that when he comes back, he’ll reject this agreement for you? Don’t be so naive. It’s worth over a billion, and no one would be indifferent to what the Han family has given him. Even if he has such a foolish idea now, what about in five or ten years? Do you think he won’t regret it?”

“I don’t think he will.”

Wen Ke’s expression was almost calm. He paused for a moment and said gently, “Uncle, the one who’s uncertain about Han Jiangque is you. You can’t read him.”

Han Zhan’s eyebrows furrowed.

With extremely high brow bones and a sharp nose, even though he was aging, he still exuded a chilling aura. But as Wen Ke stared back at him, there was no retreat in his eyes.

Being pinpointed for his “bluff” by this petite Omega left Han Zhan momentarily at a loss.

This Omega was even more composed and challenging than last time.

In the cold and snowy weather, they stood there in a standoff until a gust of cold wind blew. Wen Ke couldn’t help shivering.

After all, he was a pregnant Omega, and physically, he couldn’t compete with the Alphas present.

Han Zhan’s gaze gradually shifted to Wen Ke’s slightly larger belly than last time. Pregnant Omegas were especially cumbersome, and standing in the cold wind, Wen Ke’s nose had turned a bit red from the cold.

On Wen Ke’s body, it seemed as if there was a vague shadow of another Omega.

At that moment, Han Zhan suddenly remembered many things from a long time ago.

His four sons, the first three from his original wife. Following Han family traditions, he had a fortune teller name them according to their generation—Zhaoji, Zhaowen, Zhaoyu—hoping for a lifetime of wealth and prosperity.

But Han Jiangque was different.

The name Jiangque was personally chosen by him early on.

A small building in the center of the lake, a palace on the riverside—this was probably what his ideal paradise looked like.

Han Jiangque’s Omega father was named Nie Xiaolou. After their complete falling out, Han Zhan thought, based on Nie Xiaolou’s personality, the child would surely change his surname to Nie.

So when he later saw Han Jiangque’s name, he was lost in thought for a long time.

At that time, he was already over fifty, but he still tossed and turned several nights because of this.

Han Zhan shook his head, and in that moment, he suddenly lost the strength of his anger.

He raised his hand and handed a giraffe-patterned scarf to the Omega in front of him. The scarf was covered with icy lumps, frozen stiff and still in a loop shape.

“What is this?”

Wen Ke pinched the corner of the scarf that hadn’t frozen completely. Of course, he recognized this scarf. He and Han Jiangque had a matching pair, and this one obviously belonged to Han Jiangque.

“It was tied around the neck of the snowman with eyes. I just took it off when I came.”

Han Zhan said indifferently, “I guess it’s yours.”

This tall and straight old man suddenly appeared a bit weary.

Wen Ke stared blankly at the scarf in his hand, and his fingers suddenly trembled.

The snowman with eyes, that was him.

These days, after Han Jiangque left, he always went straight from the underground parking lot to leave, never coming to this side to check the open parking spaces. He didn’t even know he had quietly been wrapped in a scarf.

During these days, he had speculated countless times with fear about Han Jiangque’s emotions when he left—whether it was melancholy, anger, or determination.

But at this moment, he finally touched the Alpha’s pure and simple feelings.

In the quiet dawn before the sky brightened, Han Jiangque blindly came downstairs, clearly wanting to leave, yet still stood in front of their four snowmen for a long time. Finally, just before dawn, he gently tied his giraffe scarf around the neck of the snowman named “Wen Ke” and left, stepping on the fine snow.

That kind of emotion must be gentle, even if sad.

Han Jiangque was just too sad, sad enough to have to hide.

Facing Wen Ke, Han Zhan, who had been silent the entire time, spoke hoarsely: “Ten years ago, when I first brought Han Jiangque back to H City, every one or two weeks, this little rascal would take the train back to Jincheng on his own, then hide in the dark hallway of your house and cry secretly. At that time, I thought it was because he was young, and he would get over it as he grew older. Unexpectedly, ten years later, he hasn’t progressed much. Among my four sons, this guy is the most…”

Han Zhan stopped abruptly, his tone filled with blatant reproach. When he hesitated, a more complex expression appeared in his eyes.

“You’re right. I have no certainty about what choices my son will make. Fine, since you’re so insistent, wait for him to come back and decide. But remember, whatever decision you make, you two will bear the consequences yourselves. What I’ve decided won’t compromise. If he chooses you, he’ll have to leave the Han family.”

Han Zhan didn’t say another word, turning around to sit back in the Bentley.

But Wen Ke suddenly took a step forward, urgently blocking Han Zhaoyu, who had been silent beside him.

“Han…”

He hesitated for a moment, finally finding a somewhat appropriate address, “Third Brother Han, do you know where Han Jiangque is?”

Han Zhaoyu turned his head, raised an eyebrow, “Mr. Wen, how would I know? If I knew, would I hide it from my dad?”

The well-dressed Alpha looked surprised, but for some reason, Wen Ke felt a somewhat murky gaze in his eyes.

However, that feeling was fleeting, as Han Zhaoyu quickly joined Han Zhan in the car.

The sound of the car engine starting filled the air. Wen Ke tightened his scarf, watching as several cars from the Han family slowly drove out of the driveway at Sega. Standing in the midst of the falling snow, he suddenly felt a profound sense of despair.

The world was so vast, yet he didn’t know where to find the little wolf that had hidden away to lick its wounds.

In that moment of enlightenment, he repeated the two words in his mind, “hidden away.”

When Han Jiangque, with fragmented memories, ran away due to heartbreak, where would he hide?

He remembered Han Jiangque mentioning that when he was in the United States, he had often gone alone to Florida to see giraffes.

Just like what Han Zhan had said earlier, young Han Jiangque had repeatedly returned to the small Jincheng, hiding in the dark hallway of his house.

Jincheng, Beisan High School – that had once been their hometown.

In that instant, Wen Ke finally deciphered Han Jiangque’s movement pattern.

“I got it!”

Ignoring everything, Wen Ke hurriedly used a mobile app to check the train schedule departing from B City in the middle of the night. However, he soon discovered that at this hour, there were no available tickets.

“Jiang Chao.”

Wen Ke simply tossed his phone into his pocket and said with a trembling voice, “Let’s drive overnight to Jincheng—”

“But isn’t there a press conference tomorrow…?”

Jiang Chao was greatly surprised.

Wen Ke shook his head, gripping the giraffe-patterned scarf and hurriedly walked towards the car, “A little over three hours of driving, we can get there before dawn. I can endure it. Jiang Chao, I can’t wait any longer, not even a moment longer. Thank you for your hard work.”