Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

”Last month they said one thing, this month it’s another. Until the official documents are finalized, anything can change. Besides, I lost out too.”

He made a convincing argument, and Xu Zeqing and Li Yucheng couldn’t find a reason to rebuke him.

So Xu Zeqing could only swallow this loss himself.

Xu Zeqing squatted on the ground, hugging his knees, his eyes reddened.

He sighed dejectedly, ”Dad, I have nothing left.”

The money was gone, the home was gone, the sweet and understanding lover was gone, even You Jingqiu, who used to cling to him like glue, was gone.

Of his three children, one is in prison, one avoids him by staying at the company dormitory, and the other is always thinking of killing him for revenge.

He truly fell into the ending set by Xu Xingguang—

His family scattered, left with nothing.

He thought he could sell this villa, buy a small house to live in, and with the remaining money, live peacefully for the rest of his life. But unexpectedly, Xu Xingguang, that ungrateful scoundrel, came again to ruin his plans!

Now he’s left with this broken house, what good does it do?

Xu Qingnian looked at his son’s sorrowful appearance, feeling a pang of sadness. ”Zeqing, you still have me.”

Xu Zeqing laughed bitterly.

”You?” He plopped down on the ground, staring at the frail old man in the wheelchair, shouting in despair: ”You’re just a useless old man who can’t move without a wheelchair, what good are you to me!”

”Not only are you useless, you’re a burden, adding to my troubles! Why couldn’t you have died like Mom, just like that?”

After the shout, Xu Zeqing was stunned himself, and Xu Qingnian was equally shocked.

Both father and son had reddened eyes, looking at each other with hatred and guilt.

Xu Zeqing realized how outrageous his words were, quickly kneeling before Xu Qingnian, and holding onto his father’s waist, cried like a child with snot and tears.

”Dad, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

”Dad, I really have nothing left.”

Xu Qingnian’s tears streamed down. He wished he could grab a knife and stab this foolish boy. Yet, in the end, he trembled, raising his shaky right hand, and landed it on Xu Zeqing’s head.

”Stop crying, you’re still alive. You have strong arms and legs, go get a job, you can survive.”

Xu Zeqing wasn’t young anymore; he was a few years away from retirement.

He wanted to go out and work, but no company or unit was willing to hire him.

He could only do the hardest jobs, earn the most backbreaking money. But Xu Zeqing was brought up pampered, having lived over forty years without ever having done labor or hard work.

Moreover, he once lived in glory and pride, how could he put aside his dignity to do dirty and exhausting work?

Xu Qingnian reminded him, ”Did you forget? Your cousin Ru Hai works on Divine Concealment Island. He can help you out. You can ask him to find some work for you, right?”

But Xu Zeqing replied, ”I called him, but he didn’t answer.”

Xu Qingnian thought for a moment, frowned and said, ”Could it be, he knows our family’s situation and doesn’t want to offend others because of the Xu Family, so deliberately doesn’t answer the call?”

Xu Zeqing instinctively dismissed this possibility: ”Impossible, cousin grew up with me, our relationship is deep, he would never abandon me!”

”Then why doesn’t he answer your call?”

Xu Zeqing couldn’t find an answer.

”Maybe he’s busy.” He tried to convince himself.

”Let’s not talk about Ru Hai.” Xu Qingnian asked Xu Zeqing, ”Xingguang told me, that Ming Yue and Jiaoyang are actually your children, is this true?”

Xu Zeqing nodded, ”Yes.”

”Those two kids are a year older than Xingguang. You married Mo Yinshu and two years later had Xingguang. So, by that calculation...” Xu Qingnian did the math, then said, ”When you married Mo Yinshu, were you still romantically involved with that woman, You Jingqiu?”

Xu Zeqing said nothing.

Seeing this, Xu Qingnian knew he had guessed correctly.

”If not for Xingguang telling me, I wouldn’t have known that You Jingqiu was that vixen named Xiang back then. You truly made our Xu Family lose face!”

Yet Xu Zeqing said, ”If it weren’t for mom forcing us apart, I wouldn’t have married Mo Yinshu!”

”You’re blaming your mother now?” Xu Qingnian sneered, questioning Xu Zeqing: ”Your marriage to Mo Yinshu was orchestrated by your mother. So let me ask you, when you married You Jingqiu, was it your dead mother who dreamt of forcing you to cheat with a girl in her twenties?”