Chapter 60: Call Grandpa
During the lunch break, Xinyi decided to have it alone after going through such a rollercoaster ride during her presentation. She wanted so ti for herself to calm down.
Zizi apologized to her on behalf of Han Huizhong, thinking that she would have felt bad as he had asked that question, but Xinyi shook her head.
"No, no. Don't apologize. He was right."
Outside, she sat on the bench under a tree and exhaled.
"Ah, it's finally over…"
She heard Han Huizhong's voice. "It will never be over until you change yourself."
Xinyi jolted and looked behind. "S-Sir…"
She would always be nervous around people, and Han Huizhong was an important figure. The nervousness doubled inside her.
She quickly got up, but he waved his hand to sit. Instead, Han Huizhong sat beside her. He peeked at her lunchbox and felt hungry himself. The food seed delicious.
"You cooked it?"
"Yes."
"I see."
Xinyi paused and softly asked, "D-Do you want so?"
He raised his brow. "I know you must be angry at , right? Then why are you offering ?"
Xinyi blinked her eyes. "Why should I be angry?" She pursed her lips. "I know...I am a little timid. My brother says the sa thing. I also understand that you didn't ask out of mockery like my...other classmates did. I-I was scared a bit by your question, but I am not angry."
Han Huizhong felt proud of himself that he ca to et her. When he saw her on the bench as he was on his way to et Zhiyuan, sothing compelled him to talk to her.
"Then are you angry at your classmates?"
"That…We are not close or are friends so it's understandable-"
"Hooo. So you an to say you don't want to destroy them?"
Xinyi widened her eyes. "D-Destroy is too much…"
He chuckled. "No, it's not. Listen up, young lady. You don't look away from anybody. You never do that. You stare right into their eyes and threaten them with your confidence until they cannot even bear to stay in the sa room with you."
Threatening and ?
Xinyi quickly said, "I cannot do that."
He sneered. "That's why you are pathetic, and I don't like you."
Xinyi stiffened and lowered her head in disappointnt.
He snorted. "Tons of people pull you down all the ti. What happened today in the class doesn't even qualify as humiliation. That is not an insult. You have no idea how far people can go to drag sobody down and laugh at them. And every ti you cannot look as if you will cry and stare at the wall instead."
Xinyi flushed in embarrassnt.
Han Huizhong narrowed his eyes. "When soone mocks you, don't avert your eyes. Look at them. Mock them back. Sneer at their existence. Humiliate them. Crush them like an ant under your feet and…" he chuckled sinisterly, "completely destroy their self-esteem until they could never stand back. A single gaze is just as powerful as razor-sharp words."
Xinyi now understood why people called him a demon. Even his words alone were so cold and rciless.
But she had to admit that she was srized by his confidence and tone. He talked and acted like how a true CEO should be.
She softly smiled. "Thank you. I will keep your words in mind."
Han Huizhong shrugged and took a prawn piece from her lunch box.
"Hm. Delicious indeed."
He got up and sneered. "Enjoy your lonely lunch."
"..."
As he left, he realized he forgot to ask her how she t Zizi. He was curious to know how she beca friends with sobody as spoiled as her.
As Han Huizhong turned his way, he stopped in his steps. He observed that Xinyi was quietly staring at sobody. When he tracked her gaze, he saw the man she was looking at.
His grandson, Han Zhiyuan. There was a woman beside him with who he was laughing.
An Caihong.
A dangerous aura lood around him as he saw them together.
When he looked back at Xinyi, he was taken aback in shock because he instantly realized what the situation was.
Han Huizhong watched her in a trance. Xinyi's gaze was fixed at them. A small but painful smile gently stretched her lips.
She loves him. She loves Zhiyuan.
At that ti, he felt as if he heard a loud shattering sound in his mind. The image he held for Xinyi broke apart.
He realized his error in judgnt.
Xinyi wasn't weak at all.
It took just one look at her to know that.
She loved him. But he loved sobody else. She already realized the fruitlessness of her love, yet there wasn't even a trace of malice in her eyes. There was sadness for her one-sided feelings, but there was happiness as well.
Because Zhiyuan was laughing even if the woman beside him wasn't her.
It shone through her eyes how she genuinely ant Zhiyuan's happiness even if it didn't lie with her.
It was hurting her to look at them, yet she was genuinely smiling at them as if wishing them to stay together, and that took incredible courage.
Han Huizhong's heart shook for the first ti.
That's when he realized how strong she was because, for all he knew, he only t scheming people in his life, like Han Guang who slept with Han Mingli to make him marry out of responsibility.
He didn't et anyone until now who knew how to let go instead of snatching that they couldn't achieve.
The assistant ca rushing to his side. "Sir, I was looking for you everywhere. Don't you want to et young master Zhiyuan?"
"Not anymore."
"Why not?"
Han Huizhong smiled. "Because I t the person I wanted to."
A year later, Xinyi stepped into Han Huizhong's office. Last night, she had suddenly received a call from him to et him at his office tomorrow.
Xinyi was stunned. They hadn't t again after that ti in college. So, his sudden call baffled her.
As Xinyi nervously stood in front of him, she said, "Sir, I am here."
Han Huizhong smiled. "Don't call Sir anymore."
"Sorry?"
"Call Grandpa," and he slid so papers in front of her.
Xinyi was confused. "What are these?"
"Your marriage registration papers with Zhiyuan."
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