“Yunting, I know it’s all my fault. Everything is a mistake. I didn’t see how a divorce would be too much for Qiu Ran to take. I felt guilty ever since and I fear causing more agitation to her. That is why I never visited her!” He took a deep breath through his clogged nose, “I married your mother out of no love and I am not afraid to admit it now. It was all business and I can’t accept the fact that I have yet tasted true love by this age. That was why I chose to be selfish for once when I met Yuming. I chose to listen to my own will. And now I sincerely plead you, please help the family. Our corporation is in danger. Please save it even if you want me to quit it for good. You are my own child. I am fine with you taking it over rather than seeing it destroyed!” His hands shivered harshly as he grabbed his son’s legs.
“…” The young man was speechless for a second. His father used to be that inconsiderate, bossy old man who commanded him to do anything in a tone of royalty. And that moment was the first ever time he heard such defeating tone.
He could not comprehend his pain towards the dramatic reaction from the man having barely any hair and in agony.
I’ll never do a corporate marriage. A marriage with no love has no point and it might be a worse solution for that woman. Taking over the corporation too.
If it was some other woman who got admitted to the mental hospital, he might feel okay about it. But it just had to be no one else but his own mother.
I couldn’t be oblivious to the fact and that’s why I am that hostile character trapping Lu Zhaoyang the whole time.
But—what will Lu Zhaoyang say if she heard this?
Even if she was tortured, stuck in agony, what will she do in my place?
…
…
Ugh…
Alright, I’ll help for once. This is the last of me and I’ll leave this family all alone. I will not visit again, even if death did us apart one day.
He reached out hands, wanting to hold the old man on the ground but it was that trail of footsteps from behind that stopped him.
Huo Zhenning’s mouth was partially open at first until his brows furrowed deeply and he wiped away the tears.
“Why are you here? We don’t welcome you here!” He shouted, grinding his teeth aggressively as he viewed Xiang Jinxi entering the mansion in gentle steps.
IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF THIS MAN! AND NOW HE’S BRAVE ENOUGH TO GET INTO MY HOUSE JUST TO RUB HIS VICTORY ON MY FACE!
Xiang Jinxi’s expression was distant and detached. His eyes were cold as the layer of ice in the arctic, he snorted, “Not only here, you probably don’t welcome my birth to this world too. I dare you to think about the people you feel sorry for apart from Qiu Ran. Think about it,” said Xiang Jinxi as he stopped by the porch, a few steps away from Huo Yunting.
Huo Zhenning had only seen Xiang Jinxi once last year. He was very low-profiled in the business world. It was the first time he managed to have a proper look on his face.
It felt—It felt familiar…
The old man thought as he viewed Xiang Jinxi standing by Huo Yunting’s side.
Huo Yunting crossed his arms and picked the nearest seat on the sofa after passing a glance to the other alpha next to him. He crossed his legs too, ready to watch the show.
Huo Zhenning closed his eyes, trying to search through his memories on Xiang Jinxi’s face. A few moments later, “Y-you…” his voice rang in disbelief, “You’re… Xiang Ying’s son?”
It was bingo as Xiang Jinxi sneered, “Must be difficult for you to remember her name.”
Huo Zhenning shook his head in chaotic bewilderment, his legs were shaking as his lips as he backed away before he was tripped by the table and fell onto the sofa gracelessly.
His eyes were spiritless as his mind drifted to the past, to those days when he was young and reckless, leaving love, stories, the hows and whys to every woman he encountered during his business trip. He was searching, was on a journey he claimed to himself, as he felt no sense of belonging from Qiu Ran. The commitment feared him, even more so when he was surrounded by all sorts of women for being the eldest son to the known family.
And among those women screaming like a floor of concert audience, there was Xiang Ying, mother of Xiang Jinxi.
It was one crazy night as they talked into bed before he hurriedly left in the morning. It had been thirty years. He had forgotten Xiang Ying, even her face. All he remembered was the lingering excitement when he saw her as a young, naive and beautiful college student.
And because of that, he kept his marital status a secret as he started pulling off his tricks to grab her attention. No doubt, she was hooked very soon after that.
“Yunting, I know it’s all my fault. Everything is a mistake. I didn’t see how a divorce would be too much for Qiu Ran to take. I felt guilty ever since and I fear causing more agitation to her. That is why I never visited her!” He took a deep breath through his clogged nose, “I married your mother out of no love and I am not afraid to admit it now. It was all business and I can’t accept the fact that I have yet tasted true love by this age. That was why I chose to be selfish for once when I met Yuming. I chose to listen to my own will. And now I sincerely plead you, please help the family. Our corporation is in danger. Please save it even if you want me to quit it for good. You are my own child. I am fine with you taking it over rather than seeing it destroyed!” His hands shivered harshly as he grabbed his son’s legs.
“…” The young man was speechless for a second. His father used to be that inconsiderate, bossy old man who commanded him to do anything in a tone of royalty. And that moment was the first ever time he heard such defeating tone.
He could not comprehend his pain towards the dramatic reaction from the man having barely any hair and in agony.
I’ll never do a corporate marriage. A marriage with no love has no point and it might be a worse solution for that woman. Taking over the corporation too.
If it was some other woman who got admitted to the mental hospital, he might feel okay about it. But it just had to be no one else but his own mother.
I couldn’t be oblivious to the fact and that’s why I am that hostile character trapping Lu Zhaoyang the whole time.
But—what will Lu Zhaoyang say if she heard this?
Even if she was tortured, stuck in agony, what will she do in my place?
…
…
Ugh…
Alright, I’ll help for once. This is the last of me and I’ll leave this family all alone. I will not visit again, even if death did us apart one day.
He reached out hands, wanting to hold the old man on the ground but it was that trail of footsteps from behind that stopped him.
Huo Zhenning’s mouth was partially open at first until his brows furrowed deeply and he wiped away the tears.
“Why are you here? We don’t welcome you here!” He shouted, grinding his teeth aggressively as he viewed Xiang Jinxi entering the mansion in gentle steps.
IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF THIS MAN! AND NOW HE’S BRAVE ENOUGH TO GET INTO MY HOUSE JUST TO RUB HIS VICTORY ON MY FACE!
Xiang Jinxi’s expression was distant and detached. His eyes were cold as the layer of ice in the arctic, he snorted, “Not only here, you probably don’t welcome my birth to this world too. I dare you to think about the people you feel sorry for apart from Qiu Ran. Think about it,” said Xiang Jinxi as he stopped by the porch, a few steps away from Huo Yunting.
Huo Zhenning had only seen Xiang Jinxi once last year. He was very low-profiled in the business world. It was the first time he managed to have a proper look on his face.
It felt—It felt familiar…
The old man thought as he viewed Xiang Jinxi standing by Huo Yunting’s side.
Huo Yunting crossed his arms and picked the nearest seat on the sofa after passing a glance to the other alpha next to him. He crossed his legs too, ready to watch the show.
Huo Zhenning closed his eyes, trying to search through his memories on Xiang Jinxi’s face. A few moments later, “Y-you…” his voice rang in disbelief, “You’re… Xiang Ying’s son?”
It was bingo as Xiang Jinxi sneered, “Must be difficult for you to remember her name.”
Huo Zhenning shook his head in chaotic bewilderment, his legs were shaking as his lips as he backed away before he was tripped by the table and fell onto the sofa gracelessly.
His eyes were spiritless as his mind drifted to the past, to those days when he was young and reckless, leaving love, stories, the hows and whys to every woman he encountered during his business trip. He was searching, was on a journey he claimed to himself, as he felt no sense of belonging from Qiu Ran. The commitment feared him, even more so when he was surrounded by all sorts of women for being the eldest son to the known family.
And among those women screaming like a floor of concert audience, there was Xiang Ying, mother of Xiang Jinxi.
It was one crazy night as they talked into bed before he hurriedly left in the morning. It had been thirty years. He had forgotten Xiang Ying, even her face. All he remembered was the lingering excitement when he saw her as a young, naive and beautiful college student.
And because of that, he kept his marital status a secret as he started pulling off his tricks to grab her attention. No doubt, she was hooked very soon after that.
