Ch. 346..350: Mr CEO Ex-wife Escapes Again Chapter 346-350

Chapter 346: Chapter 346: It Feels So Good to Be Home

Yin Hehe didn’t bother with Sheng Siyuan that day.

Having returned to Jiangbei, she was on her own turf, with plenty of people to look after him.

Yin Hehe made a trip to the company.

"Madam, you’re here?"

"Madam, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

"You’re finally back, Madam."

"..."

As soon as she arrived at the company, the employees greeted her enthusiastically; everyone’s face was brimming with excitement and joy.

Yin Hehe responded with a smile and a nod.

On the top floor, having already received the news, Chen Xiaosen had informed Vice President Cui, so when Yin Hehe sat down, this person came to see her.

"Mrs. Sheng, it’s great to see you back."

The company’s vice president, who was just over thirty, entered the office and immediately extended his hand to Yin Hehe with great respect.

Yin Hehe smiled back at him.

"During this period, Vice President Cui has put a lot of effort into Shengshi Group. Without you coming over, we, being so far away in the capital, wouldn’t have known what would have become of the company."

"Madam, you’re too kind. Mr. Sheng had everything arranged before he left, and when I came over, I just lent a small hand."

The man’s response remained very polite.

Yin Hehe took another look at him, and seeing that although he was very respectful in front of her, his expression showed no signs of panic, she smiled again.

"Vice President Cui is being too modest. Actually, the main reason I came to the company today is to ask Vice President Cui to continue taking on responsibilities for us. Although Siyuan has returned, his condition hasn’t improved, and he’s completely unable to work normally."

"It hasn’t improved?" As soon as she said this, the vice president immediately looked up in surprise.

"But, I thought he managed well, those documents didn’t have a single error, I thought he had already recovered!"

"No," Yin Hehe’s eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Regarding his condition, I’ve already consulted with doctors; they say it’s muscle memory. It means that when he’s used to doing something regularly, he will subconsciously continue to do it when he encounters it again. For example, a few days ago when a minor incident happened in the capital, he immediately came to rescue me, which was also a reflex born of habit."

She explained somberly.

After hearing this, the vice president’s mouth hung open, seemingly unable to believe this.

"I thought he had recovered. So, what are your plans now? Will you continue taking him to see doctors? Shall I introduce a couple from abroad? They are quite skilled in their field."

His face was filled with worry, and when it came to treatment, he eagerly offered to introduce doctors.

So, there shouldn’t be any problem with this person, right?

Moreover, he was brought in by Sheng Siyuan himself, being his classmate.

Yin Hehe declined his kind offer.

Afterward, she simply made a serious request for the vice president to keep assisting with the affairs of Shengshi Group before she left.

A week later, news came from the capital as well.

Shen Weihuai was ultimately arrested in court after the evidence for initiating a lawsuit was confirmed, signifying the complete downfall of the Shen Family.

With the only family capable of contending with the Xiahou Family gone, the remaining Duan and Bai families essentially had no room to struggle.

Therefore, on the day that Shen Weihuai was officially arrested, as the highest authority figure in the capital, Chu Fengcheng announced that GF Department’s most important units would be placed entirely under Xiahou Jingmu’s responsibility.

Not long after, the Xiahou Family also declared to the public that all matters within the family would be handled by Xiahou Jingmu.

That is to say, from that moment on, Xiahou Jingmu had become the true ruler of the capital!

"He’s too lucky, who would have thought, this piece of fat fell right into his lap."

That evening, after Cheng Chi took Yin Hehe back to the old Sheng family home, he said with a sigh.

Yes, according to Xiahou Yi’s original intentions, that position should have been Sheng Siyuan’s."

Yin Hehe felt a moment of disappointment in her heart.

But soon, as she arrived home and saw the man in the living room, who sat on the sofa engrossed in the television like a child, she became lost in thought.

The sense of loss vanished in a flash.

That’s right, they never coveted those things to begin with, isn’t a peaceful and quiet life much better?

Last night, Yin Hehe didn’t even bring up these matters to Sheng Siyuan; she simply tended to him early as he finished his bath, and then the two of them went to bed together.

The New Year was fast approaching, and she had discussed with her grandfather last night that they needed to prepare to buy New Year’s goods tomorrow!

Yin Hehe slept soundly.

The next day.

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly felt a chill in the air, and when she got up and pushed open the window, she saw the outside world blanketed in snow.

It had snowed!

"Husband, look, it’s snowing!" she exclaimed joyfully, pouncing back onto the bed to wake the still-sleeping man.

"Mmm..."

The disturbance forced the man, who was comfortably swaddled in blankets, to open his eyes.

Suddenly, his gaze filled with the crystal-clear splendor before him.

It was indeed beautiful.

However, it was so cold that he didn’t want to look.

He reached out and pulled the woman back into his embrace, wrapped the blankets around them, and continued to sleep.

This left Yin Hehe alternately laughing and exasperated.

When they woke up again, it was already past nine, and Cheng Chi had come up to knock on their door.

"President, madam, are you awake? There is a guest."

A guest?

Yin Hehe jolted awake, immediately opening her eyes within the man’s embrace.

Who could be visiting on such a snowy day?

Moreover, due to the recent events at home, they hardly had any visitors.

Still, Yin Hehe got up, threw on a coat, and opened the door.

"Who is it?"

"It’s... Xiahou Jingmu from the imperial capital, he said he came to see the President."

Cheng Chi hesitated for a moment and then glanced at the man still in bed before speaking.

Xiahou Jingmu?

Yin Hehe was extremely surprised.

Half an hour later, when she was dressed and arrived at the main building’s living room, she indeed saw the young general they had recently bid farewell to in the imperial capital, standing in their living room.

"Good morning, I hope my abrupt visit isn’t disturbing you?"

Xiahou Jingmu was quite happy to see her, and even though the weather outside was freezing, his smile was exceptionally brilliant.

"Not at all, not at all, you’re a rare guest. I didn’t expect you to come," she responded as she regained her composure and hurried over to greet him.

She really hadn’t expected this man to visit. Logically, after leaving the imperial capital, people from there should disdain to interact with this side.

After all, the relationship hadn’t been formally revealed yet.

But just a few days later, this man had come.

Yin Hehe quickly poured him a cup of tea.

"Junior General, you haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? I am sorry, we got up too late."

"It’s okay," he replied with another gentle smile.

Yin Hehe then turned to head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but when she looked back, she saw a man with a tall posture coming down the stairs.

Chapter 347: Chapter 347 Who is the Yellow Sparrow?

"Honey, you’re up? Why are you dressed so lightly to come downstairs? It’s snowing outside today; be careful not to catch a cold."

Yin Hehe immediately turned around and went back upstairs. Seeing that the man was wearing only a set of pajamas and slippers, she hurried upstairs to fetch his coat for him.

Xiahou Jingmu was watching from the living room.

In that instant, his eyes were filled with envy and jealousy; he hadn’t even noticed that the man had come down the stairs.

"What are you doing here?"

Similarly, Sheng Siyuan also disliked this person. After he entered the living room, two unwelcoming gazes swept over him, so cold they could freeze.

It was then that Xiahou Jingmu retracted his gaze.

"Uncle, I just came to see you, and Grandfather told me to come over."

He mentioned Xiahou Yi right off the bat.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the man was unimpressed, "No need, you can leave!"

He continued to speak bluntly.

Xiahou Jingmu’s face struggled to maintain composure, and just at that moment, Yin Hehe came down with a coat and shoes in her arms. He said, "Then I’ll leave now. Take care of yourselves."

With that, he headed towards the door.

Yin Hehe was stunned.

"Why are you leaving so soon? You’ve just arrived, and you haven’t even had a drink of water."

She quickly followed after him to persuade him to stay.

This was simply basic hospitality. Whenever there were guests, hosts were expected to ask them to stay politely.

Xiahou Jingmu also stopped and, looking back at the man who was glaring at him with a dark expression, said somewhat aggrievedly, "He doesn’t seem happy that I came."

Yin Hehe: "..."

Turning to glance at the man standing behind her, she sighed out of frustration and helplessness.

"You know his situation. Why bother with him? Sit down for a while. I’ll smooth things over with him."

Then Yin Hehe went back to Sheng Siyuan’s side with the clothes.

"Husband, he came to our house as a visitor today. You can’t be so unreasonable. After all, he is your nephew, understand?"

As she helped the man into his coat, she coaxed him gently.

Fortunately, seeing her gentle manner, the man finally agreed with great reluctance.

Afterward, wearing a thick coat, he went out to play in the snow, while Xiahou Jingmu was once again led by Yin Hehe into the living room, where she served him some fruit snacks.

"How is the old General doing now? He’s been discharged from the hospital, right?"

"Mm." Xiahou Jingmu took a sip from his water glass and nodded his head.

"But since coming home, he doesn’t really want to manage anything. He’s left everything to me. Did you see the news a few days ago? He had me take back those departments and then stopped caring about them."

As he spoke of these things, his brows were furrowed tightly, clearly showing how troubled he felt.

Yin Hehe was momentarily taken aback.

So it turned out that the sensation in the national news yesterday was all at the behest of Xiahou Yi, and this man had acted accordingly.

Yin Hehe relaxed slightly, "That’s good. He’s getting on in years. Someday he will have to let go. Letting you practice now is a good thing."

She comforted him sincerely.

Sure enough, upon hearing her words, a blush of embarrassment appeared on Xiahou Jingmu’s face, and he scratched the back of his head like a big boy, unable to hide his joy.

"You’re right, but there’s one thing that’s very troublesome right now. If I don’t handle it well, I suppose he won’t be satisfied, and outsiders will doubt my ability."

"What’s the matter?" Yin Hehe blurted out curiously.

Xiahou Jingmu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "The finances for those departments used to be supported by the Shen Family. As you know, they are in business, dealing with all the official business in the capital. Suddenly it’s in my hands, and I just don’t know how to handle it."

"Can’t you just not disturb the people they had before? Just maintain their original framework, and everything should function, right?"

Yin Hehe immediately offered a suggestion.

But this person shook his head again, "It’s no use, after Shen Weihuai was arrested, his team has been sealed off, and those structures have collapsed."

"..."

Was there such a thing?

However, if it was a governmental deal, a blanket cut was indeed possible.

Yin Hehe now had no solution either.

"So what do you plan to do? Can you find a new partner to work with again?"

Even at this time, she was still naively asking this question until she realized the person was already looking at her with hopeful anticipation.

"That’s what I’m thinking as well, which is why I came today—to see if you would agree?"

"..."

The living room grew quiet.

Yin Hehe focused her gaze on the person, realizing for the first time that she herself could also be trapped by others.

Was it because he was too sincere?

Or was it because his eyes really seemed incapable of deception?

Yin Hehe watched quietly for several seconds until Xiahou Jingmu could nearly no longer bear it before she finally spoke, "No, Shengshi Group may not be mine, but I can tell you right now that it will absolutely not get involved in the power circles."

Her gaze cooled as she clearly rejected the person.

Xiahou Jingmu’s face immediately changed.

"I apologize for my abruptness, but this shouldn’t count as a power circle, right? It’s all legitimate business. Don’t you want to make money? Working with the government could be very profitable!" he questioned, puzzled.

On hearing this, a trace of mockery flickered across Yin Hehe’s lips. "Is that so? Then why has the Shen Family ended up this way? The Sheng Family has had a longtime rule not to collaborate with the government."

She gave that clear answer once more.

As her words fell, Xiahou Jingmu could no longer maintain his composure. He stood up without saying anything else, merely sweeping a glance outside where the man was absorbed in play in the snow.

"Think it over again. After all, you are also part of the Xiahou Family. If you agree, I guarantee that no company in the world will be able to compete with Shengshi Group!"

"..."

"That’s also the old master’s wish," he added at last.

Xiahou Yi?

He would allow him to do this? If I remember correctly, the old man never dared to touch Shengshi Group because he was afraid of provoking Siyuan’s wrath.

Yin Hehe did not argue further.

She too stood up, her gaze landing on the man outside, but with much gentler eyes.

"Junior General, it’s better not to be too greedy in this world. I think Ayuan and I are living very well now; our company is doing just fine. So, we don’t need to grow any larger," she said.

"You—"

With those words said, the young general finally lost his composure, his face turning pale.

He could not understand why this woman would refuse such a good opportunity.

Did she not desire power? Money? Everything in this world?

When Xiahou Jingmu finally left, he could not maintain his demeanor, abruptly suggesting that Yin Hehe reconsider.

Then he walked away.

Yin Hehe watched him go, waiting until the manor’s gates slowly closed, and then she descended the steps and joined the man in the garden, who was still fiddling with the ice in the snow.

"Husband, what should we do? We seem to have invited new trouble," she said, hanging her head in distress in front of the man.

Not that he could understand anyway.

 

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: He Actually Used a Children’s Phone to Make a Call!

"Wait!"

Yin Hehe had not expected, that as soon as she finished speaking, the man actually threw away the icicle in his hand and strode towards the villa.

Yin Hehe was stunned.

"Husband, where are you going?" she asked, after snapping out of it, and quickly chased after him.

But she discovered that by the time she reached the living room, the man had already dumped his toy box all over the couch.

"Whoosh..."

All sorts of toys fell to the ground; to the uninformed, they might have thought these were children’s playthings.

However, as soon as Yin Hehe approached, she immediately noticed the tall and large man squatting among the toys, and then, with his distinct knuckles, he rifled through them and pulled out a children’s phone.

Yin Hehe: "..."

She just stared, dumbfounded, as he pressed several numbers and made a call; her expression was one of complete surprise.

This... this was just too absurd!!

"Hello?"

The call connected, and Xiahou Yi’s familiar voice came through, tinged with a hint of joy.

But the man showed no sign of happiness.

"Why are you troubling her?" he asked angrily.

Xiahou Yi was taken aback upon hearing this on the other end of the line.

"What trouble?"

"..." The man fell silent, turning his head to look at Yin Hehe who was standing right behind him.

Yin Hehe: "..."

It took her a while to come over and quickly grab the children’s phone from his hand.

"Junior General, that... well, there’s nothing much, just that Jingmu came over and said he wanted Shengshi Group to replace the Shen Family’s position and collaborate with them. I refused," she said, steeling herself.

Since things had come to this point, Yin Hehe spoke up anyway.

To her surprise, when the elderly man heard this, although Xiahou Jingmu had said it was his intention when he left, the man on the phone was now silent for a long time.

"Junior General?"

"I’m aware. I’ll handle this matter. If you’re not willing, we won’t make it difficult for you over here," said Xiahou Yi, making it clear that the proposal would not be forced.

Yin Hehe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That’s good, then... thank you, Junior General. How are you feeling now? I heard from Jingmu that you haven’t been well since leaving the hospital?"

Out of politeness, Yin Hehe still asked, expressing her concern.

However, Xiahou Yi seemed to downplay this in his response.

"It’s alright, just that recovery is slower at my age. How about you all? How have you been since returning? And him, has he gotten any better?" he asked, referring to the son who had almost driven him to fury just now.

Yin Hehe glanced at the man in front of her and realized he had already walked away, heading towards the dining room. She hurriedly followed him.

"We’re all doing quite well, Junior General, you needn’t worry. However, he remembered your phone number, which quite surprised me."

"Really?"

As she spoke, the voice of the elderly man on the other end obviously rose in pitch.

Yin Hehe nodded: "He even used a toy phone to call you. I don’t even know who bought him that phone."

As she spoke about it, she felt a mix of amusement and helplessness.

But the old man on the other end of the phone, upon hearing this, felt his eyes welling up with tears.

A son who, despite being silly, could remember his phone number in times of trouble and think to reach out to him.

He was already very grateful for that.

Xiahou Yi hung up the phone, and before long, he had someone call Xiahou Jingmu.

"The old general, what does the Junior General mean now? How can he make such a big decision without saying a word to you? Just doing as he pleases?"

The longtime butler, seeing him hang up the phone, couldn’t hide his dissatisfaction as he asked.

Indeed, the Xiahou Mansion was entirely unaware of Xiahou Jingmu’s trip to Jiangbei.

Xiahou Yi lay on the bed in silence for a long time.

It must have been about ten minutes later when the person sent out earlier returned.

"Old General, the Junior General has sent a message saying he will come to see you tonight; he still has matters to attend to."

"He dares not to come see you?" The butler’s face flushed with anger as he spoke.

The expression on Xiahou Yi’s face was also very grim.

But in the end, he said nothing and gestured with his hand for the man to leave, then laid back in bed, immersed in his thoughts.

During this period, he actually hadn’t been involved in the happenings there at all.

From initially sending Shen Weihuai to court, to the downfall of the Shen Family.

He had not inquired at all.

As for Xiahou Jingmu becoming the head of two crucial departments, he was even less aware of that.

"Old Zhong, go find someone for me. Tell him, I want to see him."

After lying on the bed for a long while, Xiahou Yi finally spoke up, asking the old butler to find someone for him.

And his expression, when he said these words, was almost heavy-hearted and disappointed, his turbid old eyes filled with a cold chill.

The butler left promptly.

However, that very day, before the butler could bring the person over, Xiahou Maoqing from far away He’anli came by first.

"Uncle, are you feeling any better? I’ve brought you a couple of free-range chickens to help you regain your strength."

Xiahou Maoqing arrived with several packages in hand, looking entirely like someone visiting a sick relative.

Xiahou Yi glanced at the items in his hands and, after a moment, still nodded.

"Much better, thanks for your concern."

"Uncle, you shouldn’t say such things. I will take the chickens to the kitchen and have them start stewing it for you right away."

Xiahou Maoqing turned and called a servant in, handing over the chickens he brought to be taken to the kitchen.

"How’s your wife now? Has she gotten any better?" Xiahou Yi looked at his nephew with concern and asked after his wife.

Hearing this, Xiahou Maoqing, who was pouring tea, smiled: "Much better, Uncle, you needn’t worry."

"That’s good to hear."

"By the way, I came over today because another matter is about to come up with the New Year approaching. I was wondering whom you had in mind for handling the Xiahou family’s dividend settlement this year?"

Suddenly, he brought this up.

Recently, Xiahou Yi had assigned the task to Yin Hehe, but with his subsequent car accident and the ensuing series of events, along with Yin Hehe’s return to Jiangbei, the matter had been put on hold.

Xiahou Yi thought for a moment while lying in bed and then asked, "Can your wife handle this?"

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiahou Maoqing’s eyes immediately lit up.

"Uncle means... you want Shurong to take care of it? But what about sister-in-law Feng’e..."

"She’s lost her mind. How can she manage anything? Check if Shurong is up to it. If she has the energy, leave it to her this year."

Xiahou Yi gave a simple explanation, and with that, the matter was decided.

Xiahou Maoqing’s eyes gleamed.

This matter was something that only the future mistress of the Xiahou family would handle. Once taken over, it essentially signaled her recognition as the mistress within the clan.

Besides, there was a lot of profit to be made.

Xiahou Maoqing was overjoyed...

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Change

Xiahou Maoqing had not left long when the old butler returned with the guest.

Upon seeing this, Xiahou Yi felt compelled to invite the guest to stay for dinner.

"Maoqing just sent over two chickens. Have the kitchen prepare them and invite Marshal Deng to stay for dinner tonight," Xiahou Yi said.

"Yes, General," the old butler immediately agreed.

However, when he went to the kitchen, he found the two chickens had already disappeared. Upon asking the servants, they said the chickens were originally in the cage but had somehow vanished.

"Maybe they ran off. I’ll go look for them again."

"What’s the point in looking? The guest is already here. Just prepare some other dishes," someone said.

The old butler had no choice but to give the order.

Meanwhile, Xiahou Yi had poured a cup of tea for the guest and sat down to talk about serious matters.

"Xiao Deng, I wonder how Jingmu is doing with his new position these past few days?"

"Pretty well," the former student, now wielding significant military power, answered with great respect.

That’s right, this person was the very student Xiahou Yi had mentored, and precisely for this reason, Xiahou Jingmu had been able to take charge of those two important departments—a connection that was inseparable from this relationship.

Xiahou Yi was well aware of this fact, so he looked seriously at his student after hearing the reply.

"I am fully aware of his capabilities, but I still hope that you can step down from his position for now. He’s too young and needs more time to gain experience," he said.

"What?" The Junior Marshal was shocked to hear that he should strip Xiahou Jingmu of his post.

"Teacher, why? Even if he is young, you can groom him properly in this role," he protested.

"No!" Xiahou Yi still waved his hand dismissively.

"It will bring controversy and do neither of you any good. It’s best to follow due process. I do not wish to see someone as talented as you, who has come this far, be criticized because of him," he said, advising his student earnestly.

Upon hearing this, the Junior Marshal finally bowed his head in silence, quietly sipping the tea in his cup, his eyes clearly touched.

He truly respected this elder.

Because he deserved it.

After having lunch that afternoon, the student and the teacher parted ways, and the Junior Marshal left first. Xiahou Yi lay down to rest for a while.

When he woke up again, it was from the chill within the room that startled him awake. He opened his eyes only to find a person sitting expressionless in a chair inside the room.

At that moment, his gaze fixed on Xiahou Yi as if he were a stranger.

"Xiahou Jingmu? When did you come in? Why didn’t you announce yourself?" Xiahou Yi calmed himself, and as he sat up from the bed, his tone was quite displeased.

Indeed, the person was Xiahou Jingmu, finally returned.

Yet, here he was—typically so respectful and reverent towards Xiahou Yi—now seated silently in his room without any prior announcement.

What was he intending to do?

Xiahou Yi stared at the man from the bed, his face stern and ashen.

"I let myself in. Did I scare the old man?" Xiahou Jingmu finally spoke.

He slowly stood up from the chair and took step by step towards the old man.

Xiahou Yi saw it, and his two old eyes glared once more.

"What do you say? When did you become so unruly? Are your wings hard now?"

He scolded angrily, the tone of his voice extremely displeased.

Wings?

The word struck the man’s heart, and his expression under the dim light passed with a thick irony. He replied, "How could my wings be hard? Am I not always under great-grandfather’s control? Whatever you want me to do, I do. Whatever you want done to me, happens, doesn’t it?"

"What do you mean? Are you blaming me now?"

Xiahou Yi’s anger surged instantly, and he questioned with a stern voice.

In that instant, Xiahou Jingmu, who had never been seen so enraged before, finally shrank back a little, not daring to be so presumptuous anymore.

"I’m not blaming you, I just can’t understand why grandpa would remove my position? Am I not qualified enough? Or is it because I’m not your biological grandson, so you don’t want me to inherit your mantle?"

His eyes reddened, and he began to ask in front of the old man, feeling very wronged.

Unexpectedly, the more he spoke, the angrier Xiahou Yi became.

"Do you really only want those two departments? Do you think I’m unaware of your ambition? Why did the Shen Family fall so quickly if not for your schemes? I can tolerate you secretly taking control of those two major military departments, but you actually want to pull Shengshi Group into your fold as well? What are you trying to do? Dominate the world?"

Xiahou Yi asked furiously, and when he got to the last few words about dominating the world, his eyes lacked any familial affection.

Only fury, disappointment, and disgust remained...

In the end, he didn’t even want to glance at the young man before him anymore.

"Xiahou Jingmu, I really misjudged you back then. I thought you were the most honest child, but in the end, you turned out to be the deepest snake in the Xiahou family. You’re really impressive, acting at such a young age!"

He added bitterly another line.

In an instant, Xiahou Jingmu’s face turned so pale it lost all color. Standing before the old man who had raised him since he was a child, for a very long time, he couldn’t say a word.

Seeing his reaction, Xiahou Yi roared without a second thought, "Get out now!"

"..."

With one sentence, all hope vanished from Xiahou Jingmu’s eyes.

His gaze turned icy cold.

His expression also gradually calmed until finally, no emotion or trace could be seen on his face.

"Take care!"

With that, he turned and left.

The old butler had been outside, listening to the two’s argument. Seeing Xiahou Jingmu leave, he only then stepped into the room.

"Old general, weren’t your words just now a bit too harsh? Although he was wrong, you shouldn’t have scolded him so fiercely, hurting the child’s feelings is not good."

"If I don’t wake him up now, what will become of him later? With such ambition already, if I’m not here anymore, what kind of chaos could he create in the capital? Would I not be responsible?"

Xiahou Yi was still not calm.

The old butler, having heard this, had nothing more to say.

Because, this time, he too felt the young man had gone too far and it was something they hadn’t anticipated.

Hopefully, he will come to his senses in the future.

When the old butler walked out of the room, he sighed, thinking this to himself...

Chapter 350: Chapter 350 The Wind Rises

Jiangbei.

Ever since she made that phone call, Yin Hehe had put her heart at ease and didn’t pay much attention to that matter anymore.

The New Year was fast approaching, and she had been busy preparing the holiday goods for her home, and at the company, ever since she returned, the old Mr. Sheng rarely visited, so she had no choice but to stop by every day.

Especially at the end of the year, there were many things to deal with.

But it was on this day, when she was about to go to the company, that Sheng Siyuan suddenly insisted on going as well.

"Why do you have to go there every day? What exactly are you doing?"

His temper tantrums were incredibly blood pressure-raising, not to mention not remembering past events, and he always suspected her of sneaking around behind his back to do shameful things.

Yin Hehe had no choice but to bring this ancestor with her.

As a result, that day after he arrived at the company, he received a very warm welcome from everyone, and after entering the president’s office, he never came out again.

"Then stay here obediently, I’m going down to the Legal Department."

Yin Hehe was partly frustrated and partly amused, only to instruct her secretary, Chen Xiaosen, to keep a good watch on him.

Then she went to her department.

All morning she bustled about in the Legal Department, and only when it was time to eat did she remember there was such a person upstairs, and then she hurried up.

"Husband?"

The moment she pushed open the door, she thought that since this man hadn’t seen her for such a long time and was alone in here, he might throw a fit!

But unexpectedly, when she pushed the door open, what she saw was a quiet man sitting at the desk.

At that time, he was sitting in that wide chair, twiddling a pen in his hand while staring out of the cityscape through the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.

This was...

Yin Hehe couldn’t help but stare in shock.

She remembered how he used to be, how he liked to sit in this position, looking out the window in deep thought whenever he encountered troubles at work.

But now, he was clearly out of his mind.

Yin Hehe cautiously walked in, and for a moment she couldn’t bear to call out to him.

"Thump!"

She still accidentally bumped the desk.

In an instant, the man jerked his head around to look at her, and whether it was her imagination or not, she thought she saw a flash of razor-sharp fierceness in his eyes.

"Husband, you?" Yin Hehe paused, hardly daring to speak.

Fortunately, in just a blink of an eye, his gaze returned to normal.

Indeed, he was not happy.

Those beautiful ink-black pupils were filled with gloom, and a handsome, well-defined face was covered with a layer of anger.

"Why do you always leave for so long without my permission? If you keep this up, don’t bother coming to see me again!" he warned, visibly angry.

Yin Hehe: "..."

A wave of disappointment swept over her heart, and she sighed softly, bowing her head.

Yes, what was she expecting? In his current condition, the doctors had said that recovery would be very difficult.

Yin Hehe could only adjust her mood and muster up the energy to cajole him.

"Husband, sorry, the work was too busy this morning. Are you hungry? Let’s go eat."

"Go home!" he dismissed the offer with rigid directness, insisting on going back.

Seeing this, Yin Hehe could only let him have his way.

Yin Hehe took him back to Shengfei Bay, and that day, she didn’t go back to the company. Instead, she headed to the flower market to buy New Year’s goods, during which she was busy and flustered, when she received a phone call.

"Xiaoyin, it’s bad, the old chief has been sent to the hospital again."

"What?"

Yin Hehe was immediately shocked.

"Why is he in the hospital again? Has he not recovered, or is it a relapse?"

"No, he was taking a walk in Royal Mansion Garden yesterday when he suddenly fell. By the time the doctor arrived, they said he had... had a stroke!"

The old butler on the phone was utterly panicked.

A stroke?

Now, Yin Hehe’s face changed when she heard the news. She immediately left Hua City and handed over everything she was holding to Cheng Chi beside her.

"What happened, Madam?"

Cheng Chi, seeing that her face was wrong, hurriedly asked.

Yin Hehe with a grave expression, said, "Xiahou Yi has fallen again, and he’s had a stroke. Do you think I should visit the capital?"

She asked with some hesitation.

Cheng Chi pondered for a moment, "If the situation is very serious, you should go and see him. When we were there, he was quite nice to us. Besides, his relationship with the president..."

"You’re right, let’s go see him."

Yin Hehe decided to make a trip to the capital.

She then pulled the New Year goods back to the old Sheng Family house and also informed the old master of the Sheng Family.

The old master was also a person of sentiment and loyalty, and hearing about such an incident, of course, he didn’t stop her.

"You go. I’ll take care of Ayuan; don’t worry."

"Alright!"

Only then did Yin Hehe and Cheng Chi set off for the capital.

Two hours later, when Yin Hehe once again set foot on the land of the capital, night had already fallen.

The dark city, in the depth of winter, became even colder, and as soon as they left the plane, the biting north wind made Yin Hehe shiver on the spot.

"Madam, do you want to go to the hotel first?"

"No need, let’s go to the hospital first!" Yin Hehe wrapped her cotton coat tighter and stepped into the car.

About forty minutes later, they arrived at the Military Region General Hospital where they had previously stayed, and as soon as Yin Hehe arrived, she immediately went to find the director.

"So you mean, my great-uncle has little chance of waking up?"

Unexpectedly, when they reached the director’s office, they saw Xiahou Jingmu right there.

At that moment, he looked very despondent as he inquired of the director.

Director: "..."

Glancing from the corner of his eye, the director suddenly spotted Yin Hehe at the door, and his eyes brightened.

"Your Junior Aunt has also come."

"..."

Xiahou Jingmu turned his head and saw Yin Hehe. In that instant, his eyes, unlike the usual brightness, flickered with complexity...

"Director, how is the old chief now? Sorry, I just arrived."

Yin Hehe didn’t notice these details; as soon as she saw the director, she began asking impatiently.

The director sighed, "Not good. His injuries from the last time weren’t completely healed, and this time he fell again because he wasn’t careful. There’s not much hope of him waking up."

"..."

Yin Hehe’s heart instantly sank.

Although she didn’t have much of a connection with the old man, she still didn’t want him to end up in such a state.

"Then how did he fall? Uncle Zhong, didn’t you have someone watching him properly?"

She turned and looked at the butler behind her.

Upon hearing this, the old butler started wiping tears, "I’ve always been with him. It’s just that he suddenly said he was thirsty, and when I went to pour a glass of tea, he fell onto the floor."

"Then with his condition, why would you still let him walk around the garden? Shouldn’t you have had him lying in bed properly?"

Yin Hehe asked, not understanding.

Xiahou Jingmu interjected at this moment, "He’s been walking for several days now; we even took him outside for a change of scenery. He met his old comrades, drank tea, and played cards without any problems!"

"Exactly, who would’ve thought today would turn out this way?"

The old butler also looked quite aggrieved.

Yin Hehe: "..."

"Actually, this kind of situation is quite normal. He was already of age and had high blood pressure before. Now with the injuries not yet healed, it’s normal to experience weakness and fall."

The director then explained from a physician’s perspective at this time.

That is to say, Xiahou Yi’s fall this time was a very normal accident.

Yin Hehe furrowed her brows tightly...