I Break Tycoon's Immune Barrier-Chapter 534: If There Was No Su Zixi, He Would Be Destined to Be Alone in This Life
Chapter 534: Chapter 534: If There Was No Su Zixi, He Would Be Destined to Be Alone in This Life
Huo Yanzhao was suddenly at a loss for words.
"Yanzhao, I made this decision very rationally," He Jingyao said with a light laugh, "I’m not going to die immediately—in fact, by my calculations, I have at least fifteen years left. I think that’s quite enough. But if you make me go back to my old life, then thirty years, forty years, it wouldn’t matter to me, because they would all be devoid of meaning."
"But..." Huo Yanzhao’s voice grew heavier, only to realize that he couldn’t find any excuse.
He let out a helpless, bitter smile. Not only had he failed to convince him, but he might have ended up being persuaded by him instead.
At least, if the same thing happened to him, he wouldn’t be able to choose to leave either.
Being together, at least that was a decade or more of happiness. But apart, it would mean decades of barrenness.
Sometimes, the richness and substance of life didn’t have much to do with its length.
Besides, for Jingyao, if he didn’t have Su Zixi, he was destined to be alone for the rest of his life.
Thinking this, Huo Yanzhao suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.
He clenched his fists: "You... won’t regret it?"
He Jingyao glanced at him lightly, as if his question was utterly ludicrous.
"In that case, you’re really..." Huo Yanzhao let out a laugh of resignation, "I’ve spent over a decade in surgery, and now you’re forcing me to switch careers."
"Always doing surgery is so boring," He Jingyao flicked his fingertips and smiled, "If you really manage to find a solution, I’ll have my son marry your daughter in the future."
"It might be my son who will marry your daughter!" Huo Yanzhao retorted coldly.
...
The office door was ajar, so their voices, now high, now low, drifted out.
Su Zixi stood quietly at the door, holding a beautifully wrapped box in her arms. It contained the cookies she tried baking today; she had chosen the prettiest and most successful batch to pack and had come to find He Jingyao, ready to surprise him.
But now, she had already been standing at the door for a good ten minutes, with no intention to go inside.
Adam, who was a distance away from the entrance, hadn’t heard the conversation inside clearly, but Su Zixi’s pale and cold expression made him feel unease at the bottom of his heart.
Just as he was about to ask, Su Zixi suddenly approached him.
"Adam." She smiled as usual, "I have something I need to go back for right away, could you please not tell Jingyao I was here?"
"Young Mistress, I..."
"Could you promise me?" Su Zixi pursed her lips, her gentle voice carrying a firmness, "Don’t tell Jingyao, no matter what."
"Young Mistress, what happened?" Adam asked, pushing up his glasses with concern.
Su Zixi smiled and shook her head, "Nothing’s wrong. I’ve thought it over, and I think it’s better to wait for him at home."
Adam hesitated for a moment. In principle, he shouldn’t keep anything from He Jingyao, but when he met Su Zixi’s eyes, which were darker than usual, he found himself nodding involuntarily.
"That’s great." Su Zixi’s smile bloomed, "You promised, right? Don’t break your word."
"Yes, Young Mistress," Adam replied with a wry smile, regretting that he had foolishly nodded.
Su Zixi looked as if she had let out a sigh of relief, "Then I’m leaving."
With that, she turned and stepped into the elevator.
But as soon as the elevator doors closed, Su Zixi couldn’t help but lean against the wall as if all her strength had been drained away.
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