That voice was like a ray of light piercing through the shadows in He Jin's life.
He didn't remember how those black and white people were beaten until they knelt down and begged for mercy, or how they apologized to him in such a humble manner.
He only remembered that it was the only time in his life he had ever been protected by someone.
The warrior who descended from the sky like a sun god gave him hope and warmth.
"Are you alright?" He Jin was helped up. "My name is Huo Zhixing, and I'm the captain of the boxing team."
"Huo Zhixing..."
He stared blankly at the sharply defined face, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
...
"Your Highness? Your Highness, what's wrong?"
He Jin suddenly opened his eyes, a chill running down his spine.
He stared at the empty coffee cup in front of him, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
How could I fall asleep after drinking so much coffee? And I even had that dream...
Just as He Jin was about to get up and leave, his attendant suddenly nudged him, his eyes fixed on the doorway.
"What is it?" He Jin looked over and was slightly taken aback.
Heya entered gracefully through the door with a smile on her face.
She didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the sofa opposite He Jin, saying that she hadn't eaten dinner and ordered a plate of white truffles.
He Jin looked at her without saying a word.
Heya paused, a slight smile playing on her lips, and dismissed her attendants, leaving only the two siblings in the large shop.
You can say whatever you want.
"Have you met Huo Zhixing?"
He Jin was taken aback and turned his head to the side.
Heya laughed. With her sharp eyes, she knew from the moment she entered that her silly younger brother was suffering from unrequited love again.
"What a pity!" Heya put the white truffle into her mouth and chewed it slowly. "You like him, but he already has a wife and children, and he doesn't even remember you!"
“I never wanted him to remember me,” He Jin said slowly and deliberately. “Besides… the person you like doesn’t seem to like you back!”
"you……"
Heya glared at him angrily.
He Jin chuckled softly, then leisurely picked up a small pancake from the plate.
Heya threw down her knife and fork, her gaze gradually turning cold and dark.
With the cabinet elections underway, the royal family is primarily responsible for matters of protocol and diplomacy. Previously, these were matters handled personally by the former king; however, recently, King Hunchin's face has frequently appeared at important occasions where the Southeast Asian royal family meets with diplomatic envoys from various countries.
He Jin was the first among all the royal children to be granted the title of prince.
The old king's meaning was crystal clear.
Heya's hands clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white.
When she was two years old, her mother gave birth to her younger brother. The delivery was horrific, and after finally bringing the child into the world, they encountered a nightmare that no doctor wants to face—amniotic fluid embolism.
In an instant, the siblings lost their mother, and the old prince lost his beloved wife.
Therefore, the old prince always harbored a grudge against He Jin, and the fact that He Jin grew to look more and more like a girl only intensified his dislike for him.
Under her father's influence, Heya also began to hate her younger brother.
Two years ago, the old prince passed away, and the current king brought the siblings to the palace and bestowed upon them the title of prince. From that moment on, Heya regarded Hejin as the number one obstacle to her ascension to the throne.
Little did she know that in this grand palace, only He Jin was her biological relative.
Given the current situation... He Jin will ascend the throne before her!
Heya bit her lip, her cold gaze now filled with even more hatred for him.
"Ha, little brother, you don't need to gloat." She sneered. "I'll get Nie Xin sooner or later, but you'll never get Huo Zhixing!"
“I never wanted to have him.” He Jin looked into her eyes and said, word by word, “I just wanted him to be happy.”
"Fine, you're so noble, so great!" Heya said sarcastically. "I'd like to see if he can still be happy if he finds out how you feel!"
"Sister! You..." He Jin stood up abruptly, his fists clenched, veins bulging on his forehead.
Heya was smug. She knew this was He Jin's bottom line, but she wasn't afraid!
He Jin should be the one who's afraid!
She curled her lips into a smile, placed a hand on her younger brother's shoulder to make him sit down, and her high-pitched voice carried a hint of provocation and mockery:
"My dear little brother, why do you get so agitated when this is mentioned?"
"Don't worry, your sister is very discreet and won't tell anyone! But... your sister has had this quirk since she was little, as you should know... anything I set my sights on, no one can take away!"
"If someone takes it, in my panic, I might blurt out to the world that the future respected and beloved monarch of Southeast Asia is actually a monster with a filthy heart!"
He Jin's expression changed, and he stared at her with wide eyes, his lips trembling slightly.
He wasn't worried about what the world thought of him; he was only afraid of causing trouble for Huo Zhixing and Jiang Can.
Hea crossed her arms over her chest, her hearty laughter like a sharp knife, slicing through the small café.
She saw He Jin's increasingly pale face, the beads of sweat on his forehead, and his slightly trembling shoulders.
She was extremely smug and looked at him arrogantly.
Then she heard He Jin's trembling voice say the words she wanted to hear: "Sister, you are the future monarch, I will not compete with you."
Heya straightened her back, her eyes darting around, remaining expressionless. "How do you expect me to believe what you're saying?"
"Next week, my uncle will confer a title upon Chairman Yin in recognition of his outstanding contributions to the pharmaceutical industry. Many foreign dignitaries will also be in attendance."
"Don't worry, sister. I'll be 'sick' starting tomorrow, and this 'illness' will last for a week. You can take care of all the big and small matters and attendance arrangements before the conferment ceremony."
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