705 Give Another Ten Billion

Shaohui was in a difficult situation. "I can't tell you…"

Uncle repeatedly warned him that he could not reveal all of his identity. He could only let his mom slowly unearth it.

Xia Ling gritted her teeth. No matter how stupid she was, she realized that something was wrong. How could it be so coincidental? Her long-lost child coincidentally appeared in her neighborhood, was found by her when she was taking a walk and was subsequently brought back home?

If the person who "abandoned" him was his uncle…

At this time, Li Lei also reacted. "Xia Moyan? Was it The Preceptor who deliberately returned this child?"

The two adults immediately turned to look at Shaohui on the hospital bed.

Shaohui raised his chubby and short hands and covered his eyes. He twisted his body and tried to cover up his misdeed. "Don't ask me. I don't know anything. I don't know anything…"

The way he acted made the two adults more suspicious.

Xia Ling got up and was about to walk out, but Li Lei grabbed ahold of her. "Where are you going?"

Xia Ling spat. "To look for payback!"

She left the ward and made a call.

In the misty mountains, the leaves rustled.

In a quaint courtyard, a gray-haired old man, wearing a white robe, held a white chess piece in one hand. He was currently playing chess with a young man in front of him. The young man was dark skinned and had an indifferent face which was as calm as water. He had already forced the old man into a dead end and destroyed his opponent.

"Dad, aren't you going to quit?" The young man said faintly. "The winner is already obvious."

The old man raised an eyebrow and looked furious. "Young brat, now that your wings have hardened, you're starting to tell me what to do?!" He heavily slammed the white chess piece on the board. "Who said I can't win?"

The young man remained calm as he made his next move and ate another white chess piece.

The old man was so angry that he glared at him. Why he did he raise such unfilial son? It was only a game of chess, why couldn't he just give in?! He really wasted his time raising this son! He would rather raise a daughter. He heard that his daughter was innocent and soft-hearted. He wondered how she was now…

The old man's thoughts wondered.

Opposite him, the young man stretched out two long white and bone-like fingers and gently stroked the soft fur of a silver fox lying on the edge of the glass. His voice was faint. "Dad, it's your turn."

The old man anxiously scratched his head and looked at his dire situation in the chess game. What should he do?

At this time, the young man's cell phone rang.

It was a very sweet song by the deceased Xia Ling, "The Butterfly Can't Transcend the Seas."

"Quickly answer the phone." The old man was overjoyed. He pushed the board, and the original black and white tiles were jumbled up. "Let's not play anymore."

The Preceptor's mouth twitched but did not say anything. His father always tried to play dirty whenever he was about to lose. If the outside world saw their reverent Perceptor being such a sore loser, what would they think? He said, "Dad, if you lost, you lost."

"Who said I lost?" The old man glared at him. "I'm just not obstructing you from your business! Brat, did your sister call you? After hiding Shaohui's identity for so many years, she must have called you for payback." As the old man spoke, he was very relieved. Luckily, he transferred all of his skills to his so that he did not have to settle this troublesome "Phoenix" business by himself. It was too worrying.

Xia Moyan was speechless. His dad spoke as if they were not on the same team.

He answered the phone calmly. "Hello, Xiao Ling?"

On the other hand, Xia Ling's screams were heard. "Xia Moyan, you jerk!" Sure enough, she was furious and did not even address him. "Did you bring up Shaohui? You knew from a long time ago that he was my son, right?!"

Xia Moyan remained nonchalant. "Yes."

"What do you mean by that?" Xia Ling demanded. "Xia Moyan, you better explain this clearly to me."

The breeze was felt on the flat mountain platform. The young man remained calm, and with a strange soothing power, he said, "This is a long story. After a while, I will look for you. Oh yes, remember to keep the identity of this child a secret. Don't let Li Lei and the others know."

"You really are a big jerk!" Xia Ling yelled.

Xia Moyan calmly hung up the phone. Looking at the spectating old man, he said, "I will go to the City S in a few days to see Xia Ling."

The old man waved his hand. "Quickly go. I'm more comfortable playing chess with Xiao Hui." Xiao Hui was the fox that was lazily lying on the edge of the glass chessboard. It had silver-white fur and looked quite fascinating.

Xia Moyan was speechless.

"Oh right." The old man asked him. "Does Xiao Ling have enough pocket money? The next time you go down the mountain, give her another 10 billion. Females should be pampered. She is seriously too poor." In this world, only people in the Xia Family felt that giving their daughter 10 billion was insufficient.

Xia Moyan nodded. He also felt that Xiao Ling was too poor.

He looked at his father for a brief moment before saying, "I calculated. According to Xiao Ling's fate now, the family can afford to give her 13.528 billion."

"As you please." The old many did not really care about these things. The Xia Family had accumulated generations of wealth, a few billion yuan did not mean anything to them. Usually, his son and he rarely used any money, so this large sum of money could only be used to take care of his daughter.

The old man was very melancholic. If only Xiao Ling could return to the family quickly…

He hoped that Xia Moyan would succeed and speed up Xia Ling's return.

City S.

Shaohui's condition got better every day. Li Lei contacted the specialists and formulated a plan to treat his allergens. Although chemical fiber allergies were terrible, fortunately, they were not terminal illnesses. He just had to be careful, take a shot, and take medicine regularly to completely recover.

Shaohui was very cooperative.

After the first phase of treatment, he was discharged.

Li Lei helped him complete the discharge procedure and accompanied Xiao Ling and his son as they packed up.

When they were half-way done, he said to Xia Ling, "Xiao Ling, move into my house. It will be more convenient there." This was not the first time he invited her to stay with him. The previous time, Xia Ling rejected him. But now, things were different. They had a child and he needed a warm home.

Shaohui heard him and looked at them with bright eyes.

Xia Ling paused for a moment. "Maybe next time. My brother warned me not to reveal Shaohui's identity to the world yet. In the future when things are better, we can see what our next step should be." She knew that she had an ill fate, so her brother did not allow her to announce this because he was afraid that something may backfire. She should take more precaution.