Chapter 21: Burden "Young Master, perhaps, simply respects his teachers and his colleagues..."

Early in the morning, Gu Ci opened the door and was about to knock on the one opposite as usual, but then he remembered that Huo Wenyuan was still in the hospital.

With a moment of regret, he remembered his new phone and immediately took it out to send Huo Wenyuan a WeChat greeting: "Good morning, Brother Wenyuan. Are you feeling better today?"

The accompanying picture was a cute lamb greeting him politely.

After sending the WeChat message, Gu Ci put his phone away and went downstairs, only to notice that his surroundings seemed different than usual.

Early in the morning, nearly all the servants were busy. The main hall was spruced up, with many new furnishings. Fresh flowers and plants were being brought in at the entrance, and the garden was filled with the vibrant sounds of weeding and watering.

It was Gu Ci's first time seeing such a scene, and he couldn't help but inquire a little more curiously, asking Butler Feng, "Uncle Feng, what are you doing?" "

Butler Feng placed a jade vase containing parrot-shaped pink and purple tulips on the dining table. Seeing Gu Ci coming down, the corners of his mouth raised habitually and he explained, "Mr. Huo is coming back today."

Uncle Huo is coming back?

Gu Ci could probably understand.

Speaking of which, they haven't seen each other since Uncle Huo took him back to the Huo family. Uncle Feng said that Uncle Huo is very busy with work and doesn't spend much time even in the country, let alone returning to the Huo family.

Is this coming back... because of Brother Wen Yuan?

Thinking of this, Gu Ci glanced at his mobile phone on the table.

There was no new message reminder.

Gu Ci suppressed the expectation in his heart, finished breakfast, and got on the bus to school alone.

On the way, Butler Feng turned around and said, "Xiao Ci, Lao Du is going to pick up Mr. Huo today, and I have to stay at the Huo family. I will arrange for another driver to pick you up after school in the evening, is that okay?"

Gu Ci nodded in agreement: "No problem, Uncle Feng!"

Butler Feng said: "Be careful on the road, and contact me at any time if you have any questions."

Gu Ci raised his face and said seriously: "Okay! "

Walking into the crowded school, passing by the most conspicuous honor roll, Gu Ci stopped.

At the top of the third grade was Huo Wenyuan's name and photo.

Perhaps it was because the photo weakened the aura, Huo Wenyuan in the photo was even less fierce and sharp than in reality, but he still had his lips tightly pursed, his eyes were cold, and his facial features were deep and three-dimensional. He could attract people's attention at first glance, not to mention being placed in such a front row position.

Whether it was appearance, aura, or grades, it was beyond reach.

Gu Ci silently retracted his gaze and cheered himself up.

He didn't know if he could get the results of the high school entrance examination as expected.

His thoughts were wandering when he felt a slight vibration from the side pocket of his schoolbag.

Gu Ci's eyes moved, and he quickened his pace to walk into the classroom, put down his schoolbag and sat down, covering his hand on the side pocket of his schoolbag. Thinking that he was in class, he felt a little hesitant.

Shang Zui was eating whole wheat toast and reading comics. He saw his concerns at a glance, and simply moved towards him to block it: "Don't worry, I'll watch it for you."

Gu Ci's eyes lit up, and he asked hesitantly: "Can...can I? Shang

Zui, holding a piece of toast in his mouth, glared at him with his hands on his hips: "What do you think? Hurry up."

"Are you replying to Huo Gou's message?"

Gu Ci secretly took out his phone and unlocked it, curious about how Shang Zui guessed it.

Shang Zui said disdainfully: "I can tell from the time you bought the phone."

They had asked before, and Gu Ci always said that he didn't have a phone. But at this critical moment when Huo Wenyuan was sick and unable to contact the outside world, Gu Ci had a phone.

Don't be too obvious.

Gu Ci lowered his head and carefully clicked on the red dot on WeChat. Sure enough, Huo Wenyuan replied to him.

[Much better, thank you for your concern.]

Gu Ci breathed a sigh of relief and typed a reply: [That's good!]

H: [Study hard, I'll find you tonight.]

Gu Ci: [Okay~]

Shang Zui sighed from the side: "Huo Wenyuan is also an antique. No matter how I call him, it's useless. He doesn't play games, use his phone, or chat. He hardly touches his phone all year round. And now he wants to use it."

"You really are running towards each other."

Gu Ci blushed: "We... are friends. "

Shang Zui raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile: "Yes. Yes, we are both brothers and friends~"

Gu Ci thought to himself, that's right.

But he was embarrassed to say it out loud.

Shang Zui stared at Gu Ci, and suddenly thought of some gossip. He put down the comic book, leaned close to Gu Ci and asked: "Hey, I heard from my dad that Uncle Huo is coming back? Is there still a chance to do what Crab bro asked you to do?"

Afraid that Gu Ci would misunderstand, he made a face to distance himself from the matter: "I don't mean to expect him to share his experience, I just want to see him feel bad."

Gu Ci shook his head: "I don't know yet. Huo

Wenyuan hadn't given him an answer yet.

Shang Zui shrugged helplessly. He felt a little regretful when he thought about not being able to listen to Huo Wenyuan share his experience.

That was a famous scene! Who would want to miss it!

The sky outside the window slowly turned blue, the green trees swayed, and the cloud trails of private planes floated in the sky. A large number of people had already gathered on the helipad on the outskirts of the city, waiting eagerly.

Men and women in formal attire stood upright on both sides until the plane stopped and a man of extraordinary bearing walked out from it.

The man exuded a strong sense of oppression, his feet were like the wind, and just a glance made everyone present fall silent.

Butler Feng adjusted his glasses, walked over and said respectfully, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Xiao looked straight ahead and continued to walk forward: "When did he become so willing to contribute?"

Butler Feng understood immediately, his back felt a chill, and he replied cautiously, "Young Master may just be respectful to his teachers and friendly to his classmates."

He was talking about sharing experience. Before Mr. Huo boarded the plane, Young Master Huo had already argued with him about this matter.

"Puff. "Huo Xiao laughed coldly.

"Respect teachers?"

"Friendly classmates?"

He stared at Butler Feng intently and raised his lip: "Feng Jing, you watched him grow up, is he such a person?"

Butler Feng: "..."

He silently opened the car door for Mr. Huo and said in his heart: It seems that it is indeed not.

The car was quiet.

Huo Xiao said: "I can't wait any longer, Feng Jing."

Butler Feng raised his eyelids.

Huo Xiao looked out the window, his brows furrowed coldly: "You know, they are all gone."

"I promised her that I would take her around the world. I also promised him that I would drink and play chess with him. After so many years of dealing with struggles, I am tired and a little powerless. "

Butler Feng whispered: "Sir, your aura and courage are the same as before."

Huo Xiao snorted coldly: "You have seen me when I was young."

At that time, a few good friends fought side by side, with their lovers beside them, and they were in high spirits.

He closed his eyes and said, "I'll give him ten more years at most. After that, no matter what, he must be worthy of the Huo family."

The Huo family must live up to the sacrifices of so many, and he and Huo Wenyuan, as members of the Huo family, have long been more than just themselves.

The interests and survival of so many people are at stake, and there's no reason to back down.

Thinking of this, Huo Xiao twisted the ring on his ring finger, a mark of wear showing on it.

"Is Gu Ci still here, accustomed?" he asked.

Butler Feng reported the truth, including the phone incident.

Huo Xiao said, "I owe it to Gu Li."

He did have selfish motives.

If possible, he hoped Gu Ci would always be by Huo Wenyuan's side, just as Gu Li or Feng Jing had been to him back then.

Even if it was mean, even if the Gu Li couple would hate him, he had no choice.

As for how to keep Gu Ci loyal to Huo Wenyuan...

Huo Xiao narrowed his eyes as he strategized.

The car sped away, slowly stopping at the hospital entrance.

In the ward, Huo Wenyuan stared at his phone screen with downcast eyes, his gaze unsettling.

There was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground at the door. Huo Wenyuan raised his head and met the sharp eyes of an eagle.

Huo Xiao glanced at his mobile phone and understood.

He sat on the specially prepared wide chair and deliberately asked: "Have you started using a mobile phone recently?"

Huo Wenyuan: "..."

"Don't think of me as a caveman."

Huo Xiao didn't care about his attitude at all and continued: "Why do you insist on sharing your experience? Give me a reason."

Huo Wenyuan looked directly at his father and asked back: "This is my freedom, why do you want a reason?"

Huo Xiao tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips and said lightly: "I guess I have the final say in this Huo family."

Then, he said with a sense of oppression: "Wenyuan, you know, in Guicheng, as long as I say no, no one dares to nod."

The same rhetoric again. Huo Wenyuan's lip curled sarcastically. "So?"

Huo Xiao spread his hands. "So you can go share your experience."

Before Huo Wenyuan could even react with surprise, Huo Xiao made it clear: "Until you're eighteen, you can do whatever you want, and I won't interfere. But after that, you must shoulder your responsibilities."

Huo Wenyuan understood.

This was a bargain.

Huo Xiao stood up and said condescendingly, "I don't have to negotiate with you, but you're my son, so you'll have to decide."

Huo Wenyuan scoffed coldly, "If you don't want to do it, just say so."

Wasn't he trying to drag him down?

Huo Xiao didn't hesitate. "That's right."

He looked at his fifteen-year-old son, and between his brows, he seemed to see a reflection of his beloved wife.

He asked, "Huo Wenyuan, you like reading. Do you know what 'it's lonely at the top' means?"

Huo Wenyuan said, ruthlessly, "You've done too many bad things."

Huo Xiao raised his eyelids and smiled.

He held up a finger: "Do you know what this means?"

Huo Wenyuan didn't bother to cooperate, crossing his arms and saying, "If you have something to say, say it quickly."

Huo Xiao withdrew his hand with a cold face: "Only you dare to talk to me like that."

"One hundred," he revealed, then corrected, "To be precise, one hundred and sixteen."

"Gu Li is dead, and none of the one hundred and sixteen people involved can escape."

"They will all be buried with him."

Huo Wenyuan suddenly felt a chill.

It wasn't because of anything else, but simply that he had heard the name "Gu Li" too many times. Moreover, he was Gu Ci's father.

He saw a certain paranoia and pain in Huo Xiao's eyes.

Huo Xiao said, "Although you are the child of me and the person I love most, for the Huo family's reputation, status, and wealth for hundreds of years, for the countless people who believe in the Huo family and have fought for it, you must take on this burden and become the successor.

Even if you are not well, even if you have other ideas, you cannot retreat, and I will not condone it."

Huo Wenyuan said calmly, "You might as well die."

Huo Xiao said firmly, "I won't let you die."

Huo Wenyuan: "Really?"

Huo Xiao glanced at his lit phone screen and left a final sentence: "If a person is tied, there is no way back."

That night, Huo Wenyuan had a high fever again.