Chapter 118
Young master, I'm almost at your academy.
It was as if this was confirming what Yao Shi had said.
The sound of wild horses neighing came from afar.
That was the roar of a turbine.
Even from a great distance, Wu Liang could still clearly hear the beast-like roar.
"You knew I was going to see him, didn't you?"
Wu Liang smiled slightly; Yao Shi had already figured out his thoughts.
Mingming Yao Shi was still saying she would help him out of this predicament, but she had already guessed that he couldn't refuse He Jingao and was on her way here.
Yes, young master.
Listening to Yao Shi's calm and simple reply.
Wu Liang hung up the phone and let out a heavy sigh.
"He Xue, I have something urgent to attend to and need to go out for a while."
"If there's anything else you'd like to ask, we can schedule a time to talk later. You're welcome to come and chat with me anytime."
"I will tell you everything you want to know, without hiding anything from you."
Wu Liang walked to He Xue's side and couldn't help but pat her head.
It was soft, smooth, and delicate, which made him touch it a few more times.
He Xue wanted to know everything about Nan Zhu, and of course he would tell her everything.
He would never hide anything from He Xue, whether it was Nan Zhu's preferences, personality, or anything else.
Only by allowing He Xue to better understand and trust Nan Zhu can the plot progress more smoothly.
"Wu Liang, you..."
After regaining her senses, He Xue couldn't help but look at Wu Liang's phone.
They're the exact same brand, both the XO-type name brand.
Could the phone and the ringtone just be a coincidence? After all, the difference between these two people is quite significant...
No... no... Wu Liang's previous thuggish and gangster-like side was just an act...
Wu Liang's true nature is that of a gentle, refined, and understanding person.
The gentleman before her was Wu Liang's true self, just as the Mr. KFC she met that night was.
If it were the Wu Liang of today, his demeanor and manner of speaking would indeed resemble Mr. KFC...
"I'm leaving now, see you later."
Wu Liang waved to He Xue and then quickly left the rooftop and rushed into the corridor.
Tsk, this is troublesome. If He Jingao really knows his identity, then He Xue won't be able to keep it a secret anymore.
Wu Liang bit her fingertip and frowned, wanting to talk to him face-to-face... He Jingao thinking...?
He Xue silently watched Wu Liang's departing figure.
The scene of meeting KFC kept flashing through my mind.
Under the dim night sky, on the quiet, deserted path.
A young man wearing an ugly-cute headgear sat alone on a bench, sighing.
The atmosphere around the other person was oppressive and sad.
It was as if they didn't belong to this world, or as if they had been abandoned.
"No way..."
Mr. KFC's figure gradually overlapped with Wu Liang's figure.
Although the two have different voices, Mr. KFC's voice is more mature and deep.
But whether it's his physique, Wu Liang's current personality, or the way he speaks, he's practically identical to Mr. KFC.
If everything goes as she thinks, then wouldn't she be...?
Boom!!!
The engine roared, its deafening sound carrying from afar.
Just as Wu Liang stepped out of the academy gate and was looking around,
With a sudden stop, the all-black supercar came to a smooth halt at the academy's main gate.
"Young Master."
The gull-wing door slowly rose, Yao Shi, with her hair tied in a high ponytail and dressed in black tight jeans, took off her sunglasses.
She had anticipated that the young master would not refuse, so she quickly arranged for a car to come over.
She knew very well what the young master was thinking, but He Jingao guessed the young master's identity from that information.
This puzzled her somewhat. What had she done wrong? Why had the other party discovered it?
"..."
Wu Liang's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw the supercar that looked like a black panther.
Why did Yao Shi also pick him up in a supercar? He seemed to have complained to Yao Shi about it before.
Because Milutin's crazy driving style had caused him a lot of trouble.
Moreover, that heavily modified Lafa was too eye-catching, which went against his original intention of keeping a low profile.
Why is Yao Shi also driving this thing this time, and with that same roaring sound as before?
That didn't sound like the roar a normal supercar could produce.
"Young Master, the situation was quite urgent at the time, so I temporarily dispatched a car."
"Mr. He Jingao woke up quite early, so we didn't have time to prepare at the time."
As if sensing Wu Liang's confusion and worry, Yao Shi Wu Liang explained to him.
In that unexpected situation, she and Milutin simply drove off in a random car.
She hadn't expected He Jingao to be able to see through the young master's identity.
Going back to change cars would probably waste some time, so she drove this one instead.
"Okay, I naturally believe you."
"The first thing He Jingao did after waking up was to see me, which was something no one could have predicted."
Wu Liang got into the car and fastened his seatbelt.
He naturally had no doubt about Yao Shi's words; she couldn't possibly be deceiving him.
But from whom exactly did Yao Shi transfer this car?
"But speaking of which vehicle did you draw from?"
Wu Liang glanced at the interior decorations of the car, which were all covered with anime stickers and figurine pendants.
Hmm? It looks familiar, like I saw it somewhere not long ago.
"This is Milutin's car, young master."
Yao Shi slowly placed her beautiful foot on the accelerator and put her sunglasses back on.
"Huh? Wait a minute, Yao Shi, you wouldn't happen to be... too..."
Upon seeing Yao Shi's serious expression, Wu Liang's heart skipped a beat.
Wait, wait, wait, wait... Could it be that Yao Shi, that girl, also...?
"Young master, please sit down."
Yao Shi slammed her right foot on the accelerator, flooring it...
Chapter 63: He Jingao's Doubts
The snow-white ceiling gave a lifeless feeling.
Inside the quiet ward, the only sound was the beeping of sophisticated medical equipment in operation.
Looking at the empty IV drip bottle, a trace of worry flashed across He Jingao's face.
His pale face looked extremely haggard, and the edges of his sunken eye sockets were covered with wrinkles.
Before the onset of his illness, He Jingao had already prepared his farewell words to his beloved granddaughter.
He himself knew all too well how serious his condition was.
His body had long been ravaged by illness, and his seemingly healthy appearance was merely a facade.
She kept a strong facade in front of He Xue, hoping not to cause the child too much grief.
He never imagined he would be given a second life; he had even prepared himself for death long ago.
But he survived; Doctor Li Hua pulled him back from the brink of death using his exceptional medical skills.
For He Jingao, who already has one foot in the underworld, he has a feeling he can't quite describe.
It can be said that he has experienced death once and returned to the present world from the end of death.
He Jingao can now clearly feel how hard-won and precious life is.
All he wants now is to live a good life, to let his body continue to eke out a living.
He stayed by He Xue's side, watching her laugh, watching her grow up, and watching He Xue call him "Grandpa" affectionately again.
Click
The door was gently pushed open.
He Feng, carrying a cup of hot water, walked into the room and sat down next to He Jingao.
"Father, you are still very weak and need to rest."
"Close your eyes and take a short rest. Miss Shi has already gone to pick up the young man and will be here soon."
He Feng felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at his frail and aged father.
Mingming always saw her father looking so healthy.
It turned out that it was all an act by her father to keep He Xue and herself from worrying.
As a son, he was completely unaware that his father was already terminally ill...
"Heh... I'm not as fragile as you think..."
"This old man... is really hard..."
He Jingao opened his dry lips and smiled faintly.
The hoarse voice was like a gentle breeze blowing into a broken chimney, leaking out air.
His parched throat made it difficult for He Jingao to speak, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
He Feng has now settled in Yanghai City and no longer travels around the world for business.
Furthermore, He Feng's company has now been successfully incorporated into the Municipal Creation Research Center.
This is He Feng's lifelong dream: to be able to study what he loves most without any worries.
"Father..."
He Feng looked at He Jingao with a complicated expression, feeling a mix of emotions and a deep sense of unease.
He not only left home for many years, but also failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a child and a father.
"Alright, there's nothing to blame yourself for. It's my fault for keeping everything from you."