Snow began to drift down outside and in the room, the fireplace burned warmly . All should be peaceful and pleasant during a grand festival like this .
An Xiaxia took out her phone and called her family .
Everything was normal .
She then called Sheng Yize and the two of them turned all lovey-dovey for a while . After she hung up, An Xiaxia saw Kang Jian eyeing her strangely .
“I heard from Fengfeng that you two are married?” He tried to make his tone very casual .
“Yup . Do you have a guilty conscience now, and are you going to make it up to me with some gift money?” An Xiaxia grinned . Kang Jian smiled awkwardly . “Sure . I’ll be very generous . ”
They chatted for a moment before An Xiaxia’s phone rang .
It was Mr . Song .
Baffled, she picked it up . “Hello?”
It was Mr . Song’s assistant on the other end . “Miss, Mr . Song doesn’t have much time left… Please come back!”
Her heart skipped a beat and time seemed to stop .
An Xiaxia felt it was very ironic . Despite all his wrongdoings, she was still sad to hear the news .
Blood ties were the hardest to break free of .
The assistant switched to video call to show An Xiaxia the condition Mr . Song was in now .
He was emaciated, wore an oxygen mask, and looked lifeless .
“About the late Mrs . Song, one can’t actually blame it all on Mr . Song… There’s an explanation for what he did to your mother, Miss…” The assistant implored, “Please come back! He’s your father!”
An Xiaxia rubbed her knitted eyebrows . “I see . ”
An Xiaxia asked Fang Shanshan to book her a ticket after the phone call .
Fang Shanshan looked surprised . “I can’t do that… I promised Uncle Sheng that I would look after you! You can’t go back!”
“It’ll just be for a couple of days . ” An Xiaxia sighed . “That’s probably going to be his last wish in this world . ”
After this, she would be done with him .
Fang Shanshan jabbed her fingertips together and eventually said yes . “In that case, I’ll get some men to protect you!”
“Send me, too,” Kang Jian said suddenly .
An Xiaxia said, “What? Didn’t you say… you don’t want the others to know that you’re still alive…”
“Don’t worry, no one will see me . ”
He wouldn’t allow An Xiaxia to go back on her own .
“Thank you…”
That night, An Xiaxia got on a flight back home .
Sheng Yize went to pick her up himself and the two of them visited Mr . Song together .
Mr . Song was even worse than the assistant had described — his willpower was the only thing that was keeping him alive .
His face lit up at the sight of An Xiaxia and he even managed to sit up .
An Xiaxia’s heart sank . The expression “terminal lucidity” came to her mind when she saw how his spirits were suddenly lifted .
“Xiaxia… you’re back . ” Mr . Song took An Xiaxia’s hand . An Xiaxia froze a little, but didn’t fight it . She even smiled at him . “Yes, I’m back . ”
Mr . Song prattled on . “I hope you and Yize will get along very well in the future . He’s a good kid, but if he mistreats you, go to Uncle Nan, my assistant Mr . Ji, or your aunt . I trust these people with my life and they’ll back you up no matter what . You can hire other people to run the company, but never give away your shares… I built this empire with my own hands and I’m leaving everything to you… everything…”
He had difficulty breathing after those words and An Xiaxia felt sorry for him . “That’s ok . Take a break . ”
Mr . Song smiled weakly, his eyes teary . “I’m not a good father . Xiaxia, I’m sorry . ”