Chapter 326: Chapter 324: No Such Thing as Perfection in the World
"No more than a month, and I’ll be back."
"Just one month."
"He didn’t believe the illness would truly rage out of control like a wildfire once sparked."
"He was well aware of the state of his own body."
"His life was definitely going to be saved; otherwise, who would be there to care for that little kitten?"
Having said that, he put on a cool expression, "It’s getting late, take the old master back to the hotel to rest!" With those words, he turned and walked toward the car.
Seeing his determination, Huo Tianpei took a sharp breath but knew that when it came to major issues, his son had long since ceased to be restrained by him.
He was unable to sway his son’s decisions!
A few seconds later, his tense expression gradually relaxed, and he barked, "George, come here!"
George, who had been following the Boss, halted in his tracks, looked at the Boss for permission, and, after getting a nod, swiftly returned to the old master’s side.
The old master whispered a few words, and George’s expression subtly changed for a moment before quickly disappearing; afterward, he returned to the Boss’s side.
The two of them got into the Lamborghini one after the other.
"What did the old master say to you?" Huo Zhenyang asked as he bent down to get into the car.
"The old master instructed me to take extra care and pay close attention to your health," George answered, following behind the Boss.
Huo Zhenyang cast a suspicious glance at George but did not inquire further. He silently leaned back in his seat, his eyes half-closed, seemingly worn out after a night of turmoil.
George’s Adam’s apple moved. He glanced at the Boss, who was resting his eyes, a hint of confusion passing through his own eyes but he quickly suppressed it.
Yet he did not realize that the man resting was minutely aware, lashes flickering slightly, his eyes revealing a narrow slit that caught all the unusual expressions on his face.
The engine started, roaring off into the deep night of S Country.
Beside the airport runway.
The Butler supported Huo Tianpei, looking at the disappearing cars, worried, "Old master, are we really leaving the young master in S Country like this?"
Huo Tianpei let out a deep sigh, gripping his cane tightly, staring at the black car body in silence for a long while.
It was unclear whether he was consumed by anger or lost in thought.
After a long time, he finally spoke, "Should I just stand by and watch the Huo Family empire collapse?"
Some days ago, when the Chu Family came to G City and Jiayi’s background gradually came to light, Huo Tianpei had a bad premonition.
Now it seemed his intuition had been right.
Sometimes, a person’s sixth sense is indeed accurate.
For Jiayi, Zhenyang insisted on staying in S Country, not only delaying treatment for his condition but once he took Jiayi away, A Country’s upper echelons would be furious. Annuling his A Country identity would ultimately impact his overseas business markets.
People only saw Zhenyang’s brilliance in the business world but few knew how much effort he had poured into the Huo Group, how much thought he had given it behind the scenes.
If Huo Tianpei had merely built the skeleton of the Huo Group, then the eldest young master of the Huo Family was the true founder of the Huo empire, establishing it as a central power renowned both at home and abroad.
How could Huo Tianpei allow him to wreck his own body and his achievements?
When smitten by love, a hero’s breath inevitably shortens.
Worldly affairs never allow for perfection; to choose an empire is to inevitably forsake a beauty.
Just like himself back in the day, after struggling through great hardships to lay the foundation of the Huo Group, he lost the best years of his wife and didn’t even accompany her in her final moments.
Looking back, they were forever parted by life and death.
It also led to over twenty years of a cold relationship between father and son.
The old patriarch sighed deeply, filled with boundless regret yet brimming with determination.
"Zhenyang, if there must be a sinner in your love life, let your father be that person."
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Amidst the drive of the Lamborghini, lightning tore through the sky, and the thunderstorm that had lingered all night finally cascaded down.
Accompanied by the thunderous roar, the rain was fierce, as if it aimed to awaken every person in Nanga.
Huo Zhenyang’s complexion was slightly pallid, his gaze fixed on the glass windows that had long become blurry.
This uncle truly is troublesome. He had to make a call to the old patriarch before leaving, tossing a problematic issue to himself, all to force him back to China.
However, since the old patriarch had personally come, he surely wouldn’t leave without seeing him return.
Ya Chen and Jiayi’s wedding was just days away, and it seemed this matter had to be expedited.
Bringing the kitten back to China as soon as possible was imperative.
"How’s the situation with Jiayi’s biological mother?" The man’s cold, hard voice shattered the silence within the car.
"Boss, the private detective called me yesterday. It seems there may be some clues, and he’s following them in the investigation. Indeed, Miss Xia was admitted to the hospital because of a car accident years ago, severely injured, which is why Miss Jiayi had no choice but to follow Xuan Yu back to the Chu Family. However, it seems that Miss Xia hasn’t been arranged to stay in the hospital these past few years as Xuan Yu and Miss Jiayi were told..."
Jiayi’s biological mother hasn’t been in the hospital for so many years?
Well, that explains it.
The first place he had George search was hospitals, both big and small, in S Country and at the old residence of Jiayi and her mother.
Yet there had been no search results.
It turned out Xuan Yu never put Jiayi’s mother in any hospital.
It seemed that Xuan Yu’s intentions were more insidious than he had anticipated.
How could he be at ease letting the kitten stay with people like the Chu Family another day?
Huo Zhenyang’s eyebrows furrowed, flames leaping in his pitch-dark pupils, "No matter where, keep following the clues, keep searching."
George hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth, "Although we have some leads now, to find her, we expect it will take at least four to five days. Boss, why don’t you listen to the old patriarch for once and go back to China for the surgery first?"
He, of course, knew about the Boss’s disease condition.
When the disease doesn’t flare up, one can live worry-free.
But once it does, time becomes life. It’s not just about delaying for a day or two; even a minute might be fatal.
Only by following the old patriarch’s plans and going to America first could he ensure comprehensive medical care and conditions.
In S Country, relying solely on injections and medication was akin to gambling one’s life on the altar.
Huo Zhenyang’s eyes grew fiercer, and he suddenly burst out, "As soon as the old man arrives, he sways your heart? You want to meddle in my affairs now, too?"
George swallowed his words, not daring to say anything more.
Returning to the castle’s exterior, everyone got out of their cars in succession.
George held an umbrella over the Boss’s head.
Large raindrops fell heavily at Huo Zhenyang’s feet.
Tonight, the storm shows no sign of easing.
With another piercing slash of lightning across the sky, he paused in his stride under the umbrella and looked up toward a flickering window.
Suddenly, the man changed direction as if he didn’t want to return to the guesthouse just yet.
George, of course, knew where the Boss wanted to go. Slightly surprised, he hurriedly said, "Boss, the Ya Family is currently preparing for Miss Jiayi’s wedding to the Crown Prince. These days, there are many servants around Miss Jiayi. Going there now, if someone were to see you, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be good..."
