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Xia Yangyang was slightly stunned.

Xi Jiachen, the richest man in Asia, the founder of Jiang Group.

Of course, Xia Yangyang was familiar with this name, mainly because he was Gu Mingzhu’s ex-husband, Gu Zhaohan’s biological father, Xia Yangyang had often heard this name in Xia Family.

So what’s the relationship between this Xi Jiaxin and Xi Jiachen?

Shen Manbing continued to explain, “Xi Jiaxin is the only brother of Xi Jiachen, commonly referred to as Second Master Xi. It is well-known for his flirtatious nature. Now at a ripe old age, he is still dating young models, some even younger than his own daughter; although he and his legal wife have each been living their own lives, they have still not divorced after all these years. Your stepmother has a cold, scheming heart. Your father is still lying in the hospital with his life hanging in the balance, and yet she has the audacity to flirt with men here. What a misfortune for your family!”

“Xiao Bing, stop.” Shen Shichuan spoke up.

Shen Manbing was always blunt, but she had failed to consider Xia Yangyang’s feelings.

She quickly shut her mouth and shifted to another topic: “Yangyang, what do you plan to do now?”

Xia Yangyang’s mind was in a mess.

She didn’t have the slightest clue what to do.

After leaving the club.

Xia Yangyang went to the hospital.

Although her father had been transferred out of the intensive care unit.

He still lay there, hooked up to all sorts of tubes.

He lay there, his face pale and lifeless, as if his soul had been sucked out.

Xia Yangyang hardly recognized him anymore.

Xia Yangyang sat at the bedside for a while.

She held Xia Liangdong’s hand and said, “Dad, do you know what I saw today?”

No one responded to her.

Xia Yangyang curled her lip into a cynical smile: “I still don’t understand why you betrayed mother back then. I’d also like to know whether you have any regrets over the years. But perhaps there really is karma in this world. When someone does something wrong, heaven will always punish them in the same manner.”

Only Xia Yangyang’s calm voice filled the room: “But rest assured, Dad, no matter what happens next, I won’t let Starlight, I won’t let you and mom’s hard work be destroyed in her hands.”

Another brief silence ensued.

As Xia Yangyang held Xia Liangdong’s hand, she realized how old her father had gotten. His hand was so thin and bony that it was just skin over bones.

When she was a child, she loved to stuff her little fists into her father’s palm.

She had always found his hands dry and warm. They seemed so big, so invincible, able to shield her from the world.

It has been many years since Xia Yangyang held Xia Liangdong’s hand.

And also a long time since she had a calm conversation with him.

“Dad, it’s not bad that you don’t know anything now. At least you don’t have to bear the brutal reality.”

Xia Yangyang leaned down beside Xia Liangdong, “Dad, if you can wake up, let bygones be bygones, and from then on, we will have a good life together.”

“He will surely wake up.” A deep male voice echoed from behind her.

Xia Yangyang straightened her back and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes: “Why are you here?”

“I came to see my father, and you.”

“It’s not necessary.” Xia Yangyang’s voice was slightly aloof: “If Mr. Gu has so much free time, he might as well sign the divorce agreement early on. That would bring closure to me on one matter.”

Once Xia Yangyang mentioned divorce, the face of Gu Qichen turned gloomy.

Gu Qichen’s voice was cold: “Xia Yangyang, must you be this heartless? Isn’t there any other way?”