At the hospital at night.
Zhao Zhixuan, his whole body aching and his head spinning, woke up with a throbbing pain. He tried to open his eyes, but could only manage to open them a crack. He tried harder and hissed in pain.
Oh! It's alright, as long as you're alive, that's good. For rich people, every day they live is a bonus; as long as they open their eyes, they've made it through another day.
His sons, daughters, grandsons, granddaughters, nephews, and granddaughters were all filial, tending to him at his bedside every day, as if afraid he would pass away.
Yes, he can't leave; the Zhao family still needs him to support them!
If Zhao Zhixuan were to leave like this, how would the Earth continue to rotate? How would humanity survive?
Wait a minute, where are his descendants? Why are they so quiet? Didn't they used to rush towards him every time he opened his eyes?
Realizing something was wrong, Zhao Zhixuan spoke softly, "Someone come here!"
"son!"
"Zhixuan!"
Two female voices rang out at the same time.
Zhao Zhixuan's blurry vision finally cleared as they approached, allowing him to see their faces clearly.
This...this...
Damn it! Wasn't he dead?
And his wife died too, didn't she?
Could he be dead too? He thought this to himself and then blurted it out.
The two women clearly heard his words and frowned angrily: "What did you say?"
When Zhao Zhixuan saw the two of them with slightly distorted expressions, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if the temperature had dropped several degrees. He didn't want to die!
Fear gripped my heart, and my lower body tightened, instantly soaking my pants.
Miss White Moonlight was the first to notice something was wrong. Her sense of smell was more sensitive after she became pregnant, and she immediately smelled the urine odor. When she looked at his pants, she found that they were wet.
Ugh—she couldn't help but cover her mouth and run away.
Lin Meixia stared in astonishment at the wetness on his lower body, her heart pounding with panic. Had her son's head been damaged so badly that he couldn't even control himself anymore?
"You you you~ ghost~ get away!" Zhao Zhixuan moved his body in fear when he saw his mother still standing next to him. He accidentally aggravated his wound, making him wince in pain.
"Son, son, don't move, Mom's here. My poor son, how could Xie Ming, that heartless man, beat you like this?" Lin Meixia thought he was crazy and went up to hug him and started crying.
Zhao Zhixuan was a coward who clung to life, instinctively seeking a way out in the face of danger. So when Lin Meixia encountered him, she noticed his mother was warm, and pushed her away to examine him closely; he was very young.
When I looked at my hands again, I was filled with doubt because they had no wrinkles or annoying age spots.
"Mom~ what's wrong...?" He didn't even know how to ask, what exactly was going on.
Seeing that her son had regained his senses, Lin Meixia finally stopped crying. Seeing his dazed state, she guessed that he probably wanted to know about being beaten.
So she went on and on about what happened, and then proceeded to give Xie Ming a thorough dressing-down. She called him ruthless and heartless, saying he disregarded past relationships…
Zhao Zhixuan was completely stunned as he listened, and then immediately realized that he had been reborn? He had been reborn back to the time when he ran away from his arranged marriage, but Xie Ming did not give him Xie's shares and real estate as he had in his previous life.
How could this be! Those are all his!
"Mom, where is Xie Ming now? He hasn't come to apologize to me yet?" At this moment, Zhao Zhixuan's thoughts were still stuck on the Zhao*Long Aotian*Zhixuan of his previous life, who lived a long and healthy life with all his wishes fulfilled and whose children and grandchildren were filial.
"I called him dozens of times but he didn't answer. Humph! It must be that bitch Xie Ning'an who said something!" Lin Meixia's resentment towards Xie Ning'an was not only because Xie Ming valued her, but also because of her deep-seated jealousy of her mother.
"As expected, it's that ungrateful wretch! Once I get my hands on the Xie family's assets, I'll make her wish she were dead."
As Zhao Zhixuan spoke, a ferocious expression appeared on his face. He felt that sending her away like that in his past life was too lenient on her; he was just too kind-hearted!
"Where's Xiaoya?" Zhao Zhixuan finally remembered his white moonlight.
"She's so dramatic. Seeing you..." Lin Meixia remembered her son wetting his pants and couldn't continue, feeling embarrassed. She quickly called the caregiver to come and clean him up.
Zhao Zhixuan lay on the bed in shame, letting the caregiver do as he pleased. The pain in his body made him deeply hate the culprit—Xie Ming.
He secretly resolved that he would never forgive Xie Ming unless Xie Ming returned half of his assets. At that moment, he completely forgot that his injuries were not so serious that he couldn't even change his pants.
The next morning, Xie Ming got up and sat in the living room watching people move their belongings out, box after box. The mother and son also lived there, and their things were scattered everywhere.
He originally planned to come back and stay after he finished cleaning up, but then he thought he should come back and keep an eye on things. He wanted to see how much money he had wasted on that mother and son.
As a result, two cleaning teams of 10 people each arrived, and it took them all night, starting yesterday, to clean up a main building, three auxiliary buildings, a leisure building, and a small warehouse.
Seeing two truckloads of stuff, Xie Ming felt like he was a complete and utter traitor.
What's his relationship with this mother and son? His brother's widow? Ha~ Are there widows that expensive?
He didn't plan to use these things to collect the debt anymore. Anyway, he was going to kill these two ingrates with one blow, and any more nagging would only sully his brain.
And these are just small parts; the real money comes from the assets generated from the money he's given away over the years. He should make the most of what's in the truck, at least to recoup some interest.
"Dad, are all these Aunt Lin's and the others?" Xie Ning'an's upbringing still prevented her from calling Lin Meixia by her given name, only Aunt Lin was now called Aunt Lin.
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