Chapter 414: Chapter 409: Forget Him (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)
“Dad, why aren’t you resting in bed? Why did you come down here?”
“Hurry and put out that cigarette. It’s bad for your health.”
Xia Shiyun walked into the Xia Family’s living room in a daze, only to see Xia Tianxiong in a white hospital gown, sitting on the sofa, smoking.
“In just a second, I’ll put it out. Just one quick puff.”
“Dad’s as strong as ever now, could even fight a few tigers.”
Seeing Xia Shiyun, Xia Tianxiong quickly stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and looked at her dotingly.
But internally, he heaved a long sigh. Seeing his daughter’s expression, he understood a few things.
“But still, you just recovered.”
“You need to rest well. Go back to bed quickly.”
“I’ve already taken care of the company matters, so don’t worry, Dad!”
Seeing the fleeting worry in her father’s eyes, Xia Shiyun thought he was concerned about her handling the company’s affairs.
After all, for the past few years, she had been running around tirelessly for Xia Tianxiong’s illness, and rumors swirled within the company that Xia Shiyun was neglecting work, busying herself with leisure activities, coupled with Xia Tianxiong’s illness left the board in a state of indecisiveness.
In reality, Xia Tianxiong was worried about her true thoughts deep inside.
“Since I’m here, you don’t need to worry about the company matters.”
“I’ll sort out those old geezers for you in a few days.”
Xia Tianxiong waved his fist, making Xia Shiyun chuckle, and then he went back to bed.
“Can I really do that? Who exactly are you?”
In Xia Shiyun’s room, she sat hugging her knees, quietly looking at that white slip of paper, feeling a sense of melancholy.
“Bang, bang, bang~~~”
“Shiyun, are you asleep?”
“Dad has something to tell you.”
At this moment, the sound of knocking was accompanied by Xia Tianxiong’s deep voice. Xia Shiyun snapped out of her reverie, quickly put on her shoes, and opened the door.
“Dad, didn’t I tell you to rest well?”
“Why aren’t you even wearing a coat? Don’t catch a cold.”
Seeing Xia Tianxiong in a blue short-sleeve shirt, she spoke with concern.
“Sigh, you are more concerned about me than your mom now.”
“I am a Martial Arts master, catching a cold is out of the question.”
Xia Tianxiong had just pounded his chest and spoken loudly when he immediately sneezed, and then touched his nose awkwardly.
“Hehe, just a coincidence.”
“Dad, stop showing off.”
“It’s so late, what’s the matter?”
Xia Shiyun rolled her eyes and then looked at Xia Tianxiong with curiosity.
“Did you go to chase after Yun Zhongxian today?”
Xia Tianxiong put away his jovial expression and spoke seriously.
Xia Shiyun was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.
“I came to tell you about this.”
“You managed to bring Yun Zhongxian here because of those numbers, right?”
Xia Tianxiong took a deep breath, pointing somewhat weakly at the white slip of paper by Xia Shiyun’s bedside.
“Dad, how did you know??”
“Did Yun Zhongxian tell you?”
Her voice grew higher, looking at her father in amazement, reasoning that only Yun Zhongxian could have told him.
“I know not just this, I guess you have met a man who has captured your heart.”
The bitter smile on Xia Tianxiong’s face deepened. Though his daughter was excellent, she didn’t have the luxury to love freely, and he, as her father, couldn’t help her. Known for his unconditional love, he was deeply pained.
“But I don’t even know his name?”
She lowered her head heavily, recalling that unparalleled figure in white that she could never forget. She was smart, and her father approaching her implied he knew something.
“I do know who that man is.”
“But I don’t know his name either.”
“Daughter, I came tonight to urge you to forget him.”
Xia Tianxiong’s eyes flickered as he paused for several seconds before daring to say these words, sighing softly.
“Dad, are you here to tell me to forget about him?”
“Am I that inadequate? At eighteen, I got a doctorate from Harvard Business School, and at twenty-one, I became the president of Xia Group.”
“Why can’t I love him, why!”
She suddenly looked up, startled that her father echoed Yun Zhongxian’s words. She shouted loudly in grievance, her eyes red, then turned back to her bed to weep into her pillow.
“Sigh, daughter, in my eyes, you’re always the best.”
“In all of Jiangnan, which man doesn’t wish to marry you? You are the pride of my life.”
“But you and he, you are from different worlds.”
“At eighteen, you earned your postdoctoral diploma with high intelligence, unmatched in Huaxia for your academic prowess, and your beauty astonishes all of Jiangnan, even Huaxia.”
“And he, at eighteen, with unparalleled talent and fame as the Unrivaled National Hero.”
Xia Tianxiong finished speaking, almost drained of all energy, as the legend of that person was almost dreamlike, hard to believe, but true within the Martial Arts World. He dared not reveal that her beloved was the Divine Martial Pavilion Master, which would plunge her into greater despair.
“Sleep now, tomorrow brings a new day.”
Seeing her silent, head buried in the pillow, he gently closed the door and left.
“Old Xia, why did you provoke our daughter like that?”
“How is our daughter unworthy of him? You better find that guy tomorrow.”
“Or you can sleep on the couch.”
In Mr. Xia’s bedroom, Shen Jiaxue resumed her usual fierce demeanor, hands on her hips but full of concern, scolding Xia Tianxiong, a bowl of steaming ginseng chicken soup on the bedside table.
She had been making soup and overheard their conversation but missed the latter part as the soup nearly burned.
“Sigh, Jiaxue, be a bit gentle. Why the sudden temper?”
“I’m still injured, you know?”
Xia Tianxiong, known for his fear of his wife, quickly attempted a placating smile.
“Don’t change the subject. Find him tomorrow.”
“I know you’re well-connected; finding one person is simple, huh.”
Shen Jiaxue, who always acted demurely in public, coldly replied.
“You think seeing our daughter sad doesn’t hurt me too?”
“If it were any other man, I’d tie him up and bring him to Shiyun myself.”
“Our fairy-like daughter, any man who makes her sad, I’d break his head.”
“Do you know who she likes?”
“That White-clothed King, the War God of Huaxia!”
Finishing his soup in one gulp, he lay down, closing his eyes.
(Returning to Kunlun soon, stay tuned! The Sunset Mountain Range subplot is pretty thrilling! Unlocking extra chapters allows early access!!!)