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Zhao Zixuan gently pushed open the door and walked naturally towards the balcony.

He glanced at a pile of clothes waiting to be dried, and a natural sense of responsibility surged in his heart. He was ready to help Wu Xianglian share the housework and show off his filial piety at the same time.

"Mom, leave these clothes to me. You can take a rest."

He snatched the clothes from Wu Xianglian with a grin, as if to say, "Look how capable I am."

Wu Xianglian looked at her son's smug smile and secretly laughed in her heart, thinking that her son had really grown up, but she said, "What do you mean by old man? You've made me feel old."

Then, she walked leisurely to the living room, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Zhao Zixuan: "Come, son, drink some water and calm down."

Zhao Zixuan took the cup of water, gulped down half of it in one gulp, and then continued to hum a little tune while drying clothes.

The sunlight shone on him through the window, creating a warm picture.

Wu Xianglian looked at her son's back and felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

She suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively, "Son, what happened between you and Qiuya now? I remember that you had a good relationship when you were young, why do you seem to be a little distant now?"

When Zhao Zixuan heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at his mother, and said seriously, "Mom, Qiuya and I are just siblings now, and I don't have any feelings for her. Please stop trying to match us up."

When Wu Xianglian heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed across her face, but she soon regained her smile: "It's okay, Mom just hopes that you can find a good home. Since you are not interested in Qiuya, forget it. But, have you ever thought about your love life? Do you already have someone in your heart?"

Zhao Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and He Jieyu's pretty figure unconsciously appeared in his mind.

But he quickly put this thought aside, shook his head and said, "Mom, I haven't met the right person yet. This kind of thing depends on fate."

He didn't want to talk about marriage now. He could talk about love, but it was just for fun and to relieve his loneliness. This idea was definitely incompatible with Wu Xianglian's traditional values. In order not to worry his mother, he just found an excuse to get away with it.

After hearing this, Wu Xianglian nodded to show her understanding.

She suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "By the way, who is the 'good sister' you mentioned on the phone last time? I saw that you two had a good chat. When will you bring her back for mom to meet her?"

Zhao Zixuan rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Mom, why are you still eavesdropping on my phone call?"

Wu Xianglian smiled disapprovingly, "What do you mean by eavesdropping? I was listening openly. It's settled. Bring your 'good sister' here to show mom someday. I want to see who has bewitched my son so much."

Zhao Zixuan smiled helplessly and said nothing more.

He knew that his mother's concern was out of love for him, but he also had his own life and privacy.

Besides, love is really unpredictable. The soulmate you love to death today may become a stranger to you and go your separate ways tomorrow.

Who knows?

After hanging up the clothes, Zhao Zixuan and his mother watched TV for a while in the warm atmosphere of their new home. Then, the mother and son started a discussion on the important topic in life: "What to eat tonight."

Wu Xianglian planned to cook a sumptuous meal at home, while Zhao Zixuan suggested that they go out for a special dinner tonight.

"The food at home is ready, let's eat at home, why bother going out and spending that money."

Wu Xianglian asked in confusion. She was used to being frugal and was not used to this way of spending money by dining out.

However, Zhao Zixuan rarely goes home, and he is eager to let his mother experience the so-called "rich people's" lifestyle and enjoy a luxurious and special dinner.

So, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the mother and son walked out of the house hand in hand.

Zhao Zixuan drove the luxurious Audi A6 and took his mother to his favorite restaurant.

After arriving at the restaurant, they ordered a sumptuous dinner.

Because there were only two of them dining, Zhao Zixuan did not order too many dishes to avoid unnecessary waste, which would not be worth the effort if he was lectured by his mother.

The restaurant has soft lighting and a warm atmosphere.

Just as the food was served, two familiar figures appeared at the door of the restaurant - Zhao Hui and Lin Shihan.

Zhao Hui saw Zhao Zixuan at a glance, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He pulled Lin Shihan to Zhao Zixuan and said in surprise, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhao Zixuan glanced at him indifferently, but his mind was clear as a mirror.

He knew that this so-called "coincidence" was just something Zhao Hui did on purpose.

Zhao Zixuan refused coldly: "Whether it is a coincidence or intentional, you know it in your heart. You are not welcome here, please don't disturb us while we are eating."

But Zhao Hui didn't seem to be ready to give up. He sighed softly, his voice revealing an inexplicable heaviness: "Zixuan, to be honest, this meal may be my last meal here. After this meal, I plan to leave. Before that, I really hope to have dinner with you. I have something to say to you."

Zhao Zixuan said coldly: "I don't want to listen, you should just go back to where you came from."

He really didn't want to have any interaction with these two people, especially on such a special occasion as today.

Lin Shihan advised: "Brother Zixuan, how can you be so cruel? After all, we are your relatives. What's wrong with having a farewell dinner together?"

As she spoke, her eyes actually turned red and she looked pitiful.

Wu Xianglian felt pity for him when she saw this. She pulled Zhao Zixuan's sleeve, signaling him not to go too far. "Then let's eat together. There are so many dishes that we can't finish them all."

Although Zhao Zixuan was extremely reluctant, he chose to compromise when seeing his mother's expectant eyes.

Zhao Zixuan nodded helplessly: "Okay, since you are all leaving, this meal will be your farewell. But please remember, don't disturb my mother and me in the future."

Although it was not pleasant to say, Zhao Hui and Lin Shihan still sat down next to Zhao Zixuan and Wu Xianglian.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward at this time, but the four of them tried their best to remain polite and graceful so that the dinner would not be too embarrassing.

At the dinner table, Zhao Hui wanted to speak several times, but was stopped by Zhao Zixuan with his eyes.

He knew what Zhao Hui wanted to say, but he didn't want to listen. He just hoped that this dinner would end as soon as possible, so that the entanglement between them would disappear.

During this period, Wu Xianglian and Lin Shihan chatted a lot. From Zhao Zixuan's observation, he found that his mother seemed to like this cheap sister who came to her door very much.

The reason is nothing more than that Lin Shihan is beautiful and sweet-mouthed. She calls him "Brother Zixuan" and "Auntie Wu" in a repetitive nickname, and there is not the slightest sense of disgust.

Zhao Zixuan and Zhao Hui didn't say much the whole time, until Lin Shihan took Wu Xianglian to the bathroom, Zhao Hui finally broke the suffocating silence.

He looked at Zhao Zixuan with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "Zixuan, there is something I must make clear to you. You may have misunderstood me. In fact, the person who really wants to get involved in Heguang Technology shares is not me..."

"As early as a year ago, someone had already begun to persuade me to come back. Now that I think about it, maybe from that time on, they had already set their sights on Heguang Technology..."

Zhao Zixuan looked up and glanced at Zhao Hui, but didn't say anything. Regardless of whether what Zhao Hui said was true or false, he no longer wanted to listen.

He just wanted to end this dinner as quickly as possible, because only in this way could he completely get rid of this man.

Although we can't say that we can get rid of it completely, we can at least make it out of sight, out of mind.

"Zixuan, what I said is true. Can we talk about it?"

Zhao Hui's voice was low and pleading.

A hint of coldness flashed across Zhao Zixuan's eyes. He spoke slowly, and every word sounded like ice squeezed out from between his teeth: "What else is there to talk about between us? You abandoned your wife and children back then, and now you have the nerve to come back? If I were you, I would have hanged myself long ago!"

An indescribable pain and regret flashed across Zhao Hui's face. He clenched the cutlery in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force: "Zixuan, I admit that I made an unforgivable mistake back then, but I..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Zixuan slammed the table, shocking the entire restaurant. "You abandoned my mother and raised me all by yourself for your own benefit. You haven't contacted us for so many years and don't care about our lives at all. Is there any other explanation for this?"

Zhao Hui's face suddenly changed. He tried to remain calm, but his voice still trembled: "Zixuan, I...I really know I was wrong. Give me a chance..."

"Opportunity?" Zhao Zixuan sneered, his eyes like knives, "Opportunities are given to those who deserve them, and you don't deserve it!"

At this moment, Wu Xianglian and Lin Shihan, who had gone to the bathroom, hurried back to the dining table. Feeling the tense atmosphere in the air, they immediately stepped forward to try to defuse the conflict that was about to break out.

"Zhao Hui, what do you want to do?"

Wu Xianglian looked at Zhao Hui with dissatisfaction, secretly complaining in her heart, how could such a good dinner be messed up by him again.

Lin Shihan also urged anxiously: "Zixuan, we are all family, why can't we sit down and talk it out?"

However, their words did not have any soothing effect.

Zhao Zixuan suddenly stood up and overturned the table in front of him. The sound of breaking dishes was harsh and sharp, and fragments flew everywhere.

"A family? What a joke!"

Zhao Zixuan roared and stared at Zhao Hui, gnashing his teeth and saying, "When he abandoned us, why didn't he think about us being a family? I was only two years old when they divorced. Did they ever think about us being a family? Now that we are living a good life, he wants to come back and recognize us? Ha, you are really shameless!"

Zhao Hui also stood up, with a flash of anger and determination in his eyes: "Zixuan, don't go too far! After all, I am your father!"

"Father? Haha, that's ridiculous!"

Zhao Zixuan laughed wildly, but his laughter was full of bitterness and resentment. "A man who has never fulfilled his fatherly responsibilities is worthy of being called a father? You should be thankful that you don't have to take an exam to be a parent, otherwise people like you will never be worthy of this qualification in your life!"

The other guests in the restaurant cast strange looks at him, and whispers were heard one after another. This dispute between father and son had attracted everyone's attention and became a topic of conversation after dinner.

Wu Xianglian and Lin Shihan looked around anxiously, trying to calm the storm.

But the dispute between Zhao Zixuan and Zhao Hui became more and more intense, and their emotions had reached a boiling point.

Other guests in the restaurant had already started whispering, and some even took out their phones to start filming.

At this moment, the restaurant manager rushed over after hearing the news. He saw the scene in front of him and hurried forward to persuade: "Everyone, please calm down. This is a public place. Please don't disturb other guests."

Zhao Hui said in a deep voice: "I will compensate for all the losses, but please give us some time."

The restaurant manager looked around awkwardly and nodded.

Zhao Zixuan glanced at him coldly, took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet, and handed it to the manager without even looking at it: "I don't need others to compensate for the things I broke."

After saying that, he took Wu Xianglian's hand, turned around and left despite Lin Shihan's persuasion.

As soon as they took a step forward, Zhao Hui's voice came from behind: "Zixuan, be careful of the Jews! They will do anything to achieve their goals."

Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan paused for a moment, but he did not look back. He just snorted coldly, and then he took Wu Xianglian out of the restaurant without hesitation. Every step he took seemed so firm and resolute.

In fact, Zhao Zixuan had long been aware of the ambitions of the Jews, but he did not expect that they would be so unscrupulous and use such despicable means to quickly control Heguang Technology.

Zhao Hui didn't need to remind Zhao Zixuan of all these things, as he already had the answers in his mind.

But this does make sense. Why would Zhao Hui suddenly come back and insist on re-establishing a relationship with them that had long been lost based on trust?

After walking out of the restaurant, Zhao Zixuan got into the driver's seat of the Audi A6. His eyes suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked directly at Wu Xianglian who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Mom, please come with me to the capital. I really don't feel comfortable leaving you here alone."

Zhao Zixuan's tone was full of worry and determination.

Wu Xianglian looked at her son's serious expression and hesitated: "I don't know anyone in the capital, what can I do there?"

Zhao Zixuan pondered for a moment and said softly, "You can open a small mahjong parlor in the capital, and play mahjong and dance when you have nothing to do. I am now able to support your son, even if you don't work for the rest of your life."

Wu Xianglian shook her head gently and refused with a smile: "Forget it, I still prefer the life here. Although the big city is prosperous, it is not a place for an old woman like me to go. The imperial capital is more suitable for young people to strive for. I will stay here to guard this home and wait for you to come back."

After careful consideration, Zhao Zixuan respected Wu Xianglian's decision, but his heart was still full of worries.

He knew that he couldn't always be with his mother, and this was a critical juncture when things were very critical and anything could happen.

"Mom, you have to take care of yourself."

Zhao Zixuan held Wu Xianglian's hand tightly, his eyes full of concern.

Wu Xianglian gently patted her son's hand and comforted him, "Don't worry, son, I will take good care of myself. You should also take care of your health and don't get too tired."

The mother and son hugged each other tightly in the night, as if they wanted to pass on each other's strength.

A few days later, Zhao Zixuan returned to the imperial capital with confidence and continued his work and study.

He knew clearly that he was shouldering not only his personal dream, but also the commitment and responsibility to his mother.

In order to ensure Wu Xianglian's safety, he contacted Wang Xiaohu, a retired soldier who had driven for him before.

Wang Xiaohu is honest and reliable, has excellent physical fitness and strong military qualities, and is an excellent candidate for a bodyguard.

But Zhao Zixuan felt that Wang Xiaohu alone was not enough, so he carefully selected a group of bodyguards from the imperial capital, a total of ten people, all of whom were strong and well-trained.

This group of bodyguards were arranged by Zhao Zixuan to stay in his hometown and take turns to secretly protect Wu Xianglian.

With this powerful team of bodyguards, Zhao Zixuan finally eliminated all his worries.

After ensuring his mother's safety, Zhao Zixuan can finally boldly let go and make a big splash in the short video market. (End of this chapter)