He gave himself such a noble reason, yet when quiet settled in, the image of the girl crying that night would unavoidably spring to mind.
That sentence had been echoing in his head all the time, no matter how he tried to chase it away.
—Daddy, in this world, there is no one who loves you more than I do.
Why had things come to this? Yun Ya was his biological daughter, why had he come to loathe and detest her?
Was it simply because she was the proof of his filthy, indecent past, her presence constantly reminding him of his former absurd deeds?
She was just a child, what had she done wrong?
Clearly, the one at fault was him, no, the fault lay with Yun Shu...
If it hadn’t been for her, none of this tragedy would have happened, and he would not have to face his biological daughter with nothing to say and a heart filled with complexity.
No, he wasn’t to blame, Yun Shu wasn’t to blame, nobody was to blame...
Then, who was at fault?
His mind was in chaos, as if a string had been tensed, twitching in pain.
"Daddy?" After a long silence with no response, the girl’s gentle whisper came through the phone, her voice like the clear moon over rippling water, soft as spring, momentarily soothing the turmoil in his mind.
"I’m sorry, I was wrong about this incident, I promise there won’t be a next time." After a pause, the girl continued, "Daddy, don’t overwork yourself, it’s important to balance work and rest. When you have time, watch some TV, by the way, have you seen the singing program Aunt Ah Xian was on?"
Yun Shen pressed his lips together, "I have."
Yun Ya immediately laughed, "I really didn’t expect Aunt Ah Xian to sing so beautifully. That voice made me truly appreciate the meaning of heavenly music for the first time. Daddy, don’t you think Aunt Ah Xian was born to sing and is meant to shine on stage?"
These topics subtly bridged the distance between the two.
Listening to Yun Ya’s words, Yun Shen thought of Kang Jinxian performing on stage. In fact, he was not against Kang Jinxian singing, but it was his instinctive dislike for her being too public. As for Kang Jinse, that woman was not worth mentioning.
"Daddy, are you listening?" the girl asked softly.
"That’s great. I never imagined that one day, Daddy could talk to me so calmly and peacefully. This was something I didn’t even dare to dream about before." The voice, filled with longing and tentative hope, cracked the icy hardness of Yun Shen’s heart...
"Daddy, I won’t bother you anymore, go ahead with your work." After saying a few more words, Yun Ya took the initiative to hang up the call. This text is hosted at novel_fіre.net
Yun Shen looked at the darkened phone screen, his brow slightly furrowed, his fingers involuntarily tightening their grip on the phone.
From outside the door came the secretary’s soft and alluring voice, "President Yun, there’s someone here from the bank."
Yun Shen straightened his collar and put the phone back in his pocket before turning to leave.
The financing needed approval from the bank, but this President Li from the bank was causing delays for some reason. With the deadline approaching, it couldn’t be postponed any longer. He had sent many gifts, but President Li was being quite unreasonable.
This time, he had to secure the deal no matter what.
[Master, I’m about to board the plane. I’ll come to see you when I have time, and by then, you and mistress must welcome me together. I wish you both happiness, your loving little disciple with love and care.]
Reading the message, Yun Ya couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.
Cuicui brought over a bowl of porridge and handed it to Yun Ya personally, who took a sip in front of her.
Cuicui’s eyes sparkled for a moment as she slowly bowed her head.
"By the way, where did Granny go? I haven’t seen her."
"The lady left after receiving a phone call." Cuicui honestly replied.
"Oh, and what about Aunt Jiang?"
One by one, they were not at home, which was quite strange.
"Miss Kang went for a follow-up checkup at the hospital. The lady was supposed to accompany her, but she had to leave because of a phone call, so Miss Kang went alone."
By midday, Kang Jinse had returned, but her complexion was not good. Yun Ya asked her a few questions, but Kang Jinse was restless and soon left with her bag.
Yun Ya watched with a slight raise of her eyebrows.
The house was about to descend into chaos.
The place was pervaded with the pungent smell of disinfectant, nauseating.
Yun Shu pushed open the door of the hospital room and walked in wearing high heels.
On the hospital bed lay a gaunt old man.
His eyes were slightly closed as if he were asleep.
Yun Shu stood in front of the bed, gazing down coldly.
"The patient’s condition is not very good, cancer cells have spread throughout the body, he has at most one month left."
The doctor’s words from earlier rang in her head.
She pursed her lips as she looked down, the cold light in her eyes sharp and icy.