Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

The master of the Xiamu family actually felt conflicted. He felt that he did not choose the wrong person. Xirong Ziye proved to be charismatic and capable, and within a short time, he managed to gather all the power in Country E in his hands. On the other hand, he felt resentment. When he needed the Xiamu family back then, he got together with his daughter. Now that he did not need them, he simply cast her aside.

That was why he did not want to see Xirong Ziye at first. However, he was the President. His words carried all the weight in the world. Furthermore, the Xiamu family had been suppressed by the other families and were not as powerful as before.

“It’s my daughter’s honor to have the President come and visit her personally.” The master of the Xiamu family felt really suffocated when he said that. However, he had no choice.

No matter how much he begged for help, the Black Dragon Gang refused to lend him a hand. In the past, he could still ride on the power of the Black Dragon Gang, but now, it was no longer possible.

Of course, the Xiamu family did not know that it was because their family had offended Bai Yaoyao, and consequently, Yun Bilu. Hence, they had been blacklisted by a certain young master.

Xirong Ziye did not stand on formalities with the master of the Xiamu family and continued walking to Xiamu Qingyan’s bedroom.

At that moment, the medical team was attending to Xiamu Qingyan. The cut on her hand had already been bandaged. However, her expression was pale as she remained unconscious.

Xirong Ziye came in and saw the state that Xiamu Qingyan was in, especially that familiar face of hers, which was now pale-stricken.

This face looked so alike to his first love and still struck a chord in his heart. He walked over to the bedside and put Xiamu Qingyan’s hand on his palm as he sighed. “Why did you do this?”

The master of the Xiamu family replied, “My daughter missed you too much, Mr. President. She could not eat nor sleep well. This daughter of mine is so devoted. It’s such a pity. She’s still so young, and yet she can’t think things through. Luckily, we found out in time. If not, I would have lost my daughter just like that… Is she trying to make an old man send off his child? Qingyan, why are you so foolish? Look at how thin you’ve become now. You’re still thinking about someone else… You’re so foolish!”

The master of the Xiamu family was going all out this time. He cried out in front of Xirong Ziye and even shed a few tears as he tried to win back his heart for his daughter.

After all, he knew that Xirong Ziye was outstanding. If such a charismatic and outstanding man could become his son-in-law, it would be great.

However, Xirong Ziye only frowned. He listened to the master of the Xiamu family going on and on coldly. His expression remained aloof.

The master of the Xiamu family continued to cry. However, no one responded to him. He felt as though he was acting all by himself and that it was becoming a little pointless, so he wiped the corners of his eyes and composed himself. He coughed and said, “I must have been a laughing stock in front of the President.”

“You’re getting on in years, so you should take care of yourself.” Xirong Ziye still reminded him of this before he turned to the medical personnel at the side and asked, “How’s her condition now?”

“She is no longer in a critical condition. However, the cut on her hand is very deep. She needs to rest and cannot afford to be dealt with another blow. The patient must have felt like she lost all hope in life, which led her to do something so extreme.”

The master of the Xiamu family immediately said, “The doctor is right. She just misses you too much and was not able to see you all this while.”

Xirong Ziye thought for a long time. The expression on his face changed a few times before he nodded and said, “Take good care of her. Let someone inform me when she awakes.”

“Yes!”

The master of the Xiamu family looked at Xirong Ziye, thinking that he was not so heartless to his daughter after all.

When Xirong Ziye returned to the White House, he instructed his subordinates, “Cancel my flight!”