The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Chapter 692 - 689: The Frankness of a Foot-Scratching Big Man 4_1

Wan Donglin just gave a wry smile. "Eating well, dressing nicely, shopping, looking beautiful, and standing by her husband’s side at social functions. Basically, just being a pretty flower to show off a man’s wealth and charm. If that’s the kind of leisurely life of a young mistress she desired, then I’m sorry, she would have been better off marrying Huang Xiaojue or any other Tycoon back then. In this world, apart from winning the birth lottery, no one is destined to enjoy a lifetime of wealth and comfort. Yan Xixi certainly isn’t one of them! If you blindly take care of her, wait on her hand and foot, can you do that for her entire life? When you’re gone, what will she do? How will she survive on her own?"

Her son gave a wry chuckle. "Empress Dowager, couldn’t you be a little less sharp?"

"Sharp, you think?" Wan Donglin replied. "However, this time, she actually did well. Her performance exceeded my expectations. She can be considered to have passed the official test. From now on, whenever you two decide to marry, I’ll be happy to see it happen."

"Thank you for your grace, Empress Dowager," he said.

Liu Daqing saw his son’s haggard face and patted his shoulder. "Don’t worry. For now, the other party won’t make any moves. You must get some good rest for a while."

「The hospital was already bustling in the early morning.」

As the best hospital in the city, its registration hall was always packed from as early as two or three in the morning. According to rumors, scalpers used to make a hefty sum by lining up for appointment slots and reselling them at inflated prices; some could make a few hundred thousand a year.

When her mother was seriously ill, Yan Xixi had also queued here, but the prohibitive costs forced her to give up after only a few treatments.

Yan Xixi quietly observed the complex, bustling crowd, then silently boarded the elevator.

The special ward was extremely quiet. Yan Xixi paused at the doorway. The special attendants were extremely vigilant, making it obvious that no one was allowed near without permission.

At that moment, a voice came from inside, "Xixi, come in."

Only then did the attendant step back.

Yan Xixi slowly walked in.

Huang Xiaojue was already sitting up and fully conscious. His wound was under his left ribs. Fortunately, the stab had missed his heart. Otherwise, he would have been completely done for.

However, due to excessive blood loss, his face was still pale.

He had been waiting for her, constantly waiting, as if he had known for sure she would come this morning. After so many years in love, some things between them were understood without needing to be said.

Yan Xixi stood by the bed, not knowing what to say.

These past few days, she hadn’t been able to get near him. With Huang Xiaojue’s mother, Zhou Ting, and others around, there was no need for her to be close. Yet, she couldn’t suppress her anxiety, so she had risen extra early. As she had hoped, at this very moment, she was alone with him.

She whispered softly, "Xiaojue... It’s all my fault..."

Because she had been stubbornly angry, she had refused to listen to his advice and concern. It was because of that stubborn anger that Huang Xiaojue had nearly lost his life.

Huang Xiaojue gazed at her. Her face was also very pale. Perhaps she had rested a little better, as her dark circles were gone. However, her eyes were sunken, a clear sign she had been through a lot these past few days.

She was his childhood sweetheart, the first love of his innocent youth. And now, she was safe and sound. What could possibly be more thrilling than this?

"Xiaojue... does it still hurt?"

His voice was surprisingly gentle. "It’s just a minor injury. A close call, but I’m fine. Xixi, don’t worry."

She kept her head down, unable to bring herself to get too close.

Immense regret flooded her heart. She had constantly hated him, resented him, venting all her anger about Huang Xiaojue’s mother and Yang Wei onto him...