"Wushuang. My father has experienced countless ups and downs in his life. But no one can make him stop."
Outside the balcony, Xia Zhengqing, dressed in formal clothes, held Xiao Wushuang, who was less than five years old, and looked at the distant view of New York with deep eyes: "Being Xia Zhengqing's daughter will face the most cruel test at any time. Maybe if she is not careful, she will fall into hell forever."
Xiao Wushuang turned his head and looked at his father. A calm look appeared on his little face that was more mature and calm than his peers: "Wushuang is not afraid."
"Just not being afraid is not enough." Xia Zhengqing smiled and said, "You need to be strong enough."
"How to become strong?" Xia Wushuang asked.
"The environment you are in does not require ladies, and ladies are not suitable for survival. Of course, you do not need to become a business elite. Even if you can reach the end of this road, you will be just another Xia Zhengqing." Xia Zhengqing elaborated on Xia Zhengqing that year.
A fact that Wushuang cannot understand. "I have left everything you need for you. As long as you have enough ability, you can get it in your own way."
"Father, are you leaving me?" Xia Wushuang asked calmly.
"Father will leave one day." Xia Zhengqing said with a smile.
"After you left, do I have any other relatives?" Xia Wushuang asked emotionlessly.
"Yes. On the other side of the world, you have a sister and your biological mother." Xia Zhengqing placed Xia Wushuang on the edge of the balcony and stared directly at her five-year-old daughter who was unusually calm.
"You will meet them again. But you must remember one thing. They will be your relatives worth defending and protecting with your life."
A look of determination appeared on Xia Wushuang's young face, and she nodded heavily.
…
"Wushuang. Do you hate me?" In the luxurious palace-like study room, Xia Zhengqing stared at his fifteen-year-old daughter calmly.
"Why?" Xia Wushuang asked.
At fifteen years old, she is more mature and stable than many fifty-year-old women. Everything she has experienced in just fifteen years of life is enough for an ordinary woman to experience in ten reincarnations.
Why?
You are my father. Why should I hate you?
"You chose the road." Xia Zhengqing said slowly. "But you didn't have to choose."
How does a newborn baby choose his own life? Can he judge what a person will do and what he is willing to do in the future just by relying on the superstitious pregnancy test?
That's unfair.
But Xia Wushuang still made a choice.
"There is always someone to choose." Xia Wushuang stared at his father calmly. "It's not me. It's her."
Xia Zhengqing stared deeply at his fifteen-year-old daughter. She had an extremely rich father. She could have lived a carefree life like those rich girls in New York. She could live in the best house, drive the best car,
Go to the best school and have the best boyfriend. As long as she is willing, Xia Zhengqing has enough ability to melt her for the rest of her life. Even if he will die of illness in the near future.
But she didn't make the natural choice for an ordinary girl. She gave up the light and chose darkness. She was like a dark elf, walking in the darkness and living in the darkness. In addition to black, there was blood red in her life.
…
"Father has many enemies, but there are only two who can really threaten you. One is called Shang Tianya, and the other is called Ditian. You can often see the latter. The former is far away in China, and one day, you will also meet him.
"
"When you face them, you need to stay calm enough. You must also ensure that you are not troubled by emotions. I know you are very rational and strong. But if a person is too rational and strong, once her psychological defense line appears
Crack will make anti-intellectual behaviors that even she herself can’t expect. Maybe you can’t understand what my father said now, and maybe you won’t be in the situation that my father is worried about. But this point, my father must remind you.”
"They are powerful enough. They are the gods in the hearts of many people. Even in my opinion, they still have flaws and weaknesses. But you don't know, and I can't use words or language to describe their weaknesses."
"Don't antagonize a man who is believed to be a god. Unless you have enough strength. Otherwise, they can defeat you in one go and plunge you into a hell that you can never recover from."
Xia Zhengqing stood outside the balcony with his head full of white hair, his hands behind his back, like a meditating stone sculpture, instilling the information her daughter should know at a leisurely pace.
When Xia Wushuang was seventeen years old, a young girl in her prime, she had to endure a piece of bad news that was difficult for an ordinary girl to accept. Her father, Xia Zhengqing, had died not long ago.
The best doctors in the world declared that even with the best drugs and treatments, he would not survive more than six months.
But Xia Zhengqing, who was facing a terminal illness, did not panic. Even when the doctor told him the bad news in person, he just smiled and sent the doctor out in person.
The wind that night was very cold. It penetrated her heart. Even if she walked in the ice and snow and killed people in the endless snow, she had never been so cold-hearted. That night was the coldest night in Xia Wushuang's life.
"I once heard you say that they had a relationship with you." Xia Wushuang's tone was still very calm, but her bare hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly clasped together.
"Yes." Xia Zhengqing said with a smile. "Speaking of which, I am from the same generation as them. We have the same lineage of teachers."
Xia Wushuang's eyes lit up and he said: "You taught me. But you never showed your strength in front of me."
"Because no one took action against me." Xia Zhengqing turned around slowly, a faint smile appeared on his elegant and wise face. And in this smile, Xia Wushuang felt the calmness and calmness that can only be found in a peerless strong man.
.Even if he is terminally ill.
Xia Wushuang pursed her lips slightly and was speechless.
"Wushuang, there is a road full of thorns ahead of you. This road is difficult to walk. My father has walked it once and knows the hardships. But you are not strong enough now. So my father will ask you one last time."
"Are you willing to go down this road?"
"Yes." Xia Wushuang said calmly.
"Why?"
"Because my father's name is Xia Zhengqing."
…
Xia Wushuang, who woke up from deep thought, had cold eyes. There was no emotion on her beautiful cold face. She was as cold as a stone sculpture, making people dare not approach her.
Chu He sat face to face with her, not too far away, and could clearly feel the chill emitted from her body. After a moment of concentration, he slowly said: "I once spent some time with your father. He has too much
There is so much for me to learn, and there are so many mysteries that I don’t understand and will never be able to understand in my lifetime. But I believe that he would never want his daughter to be put in danger, because he must be a very kind father. A hopeless father.
The perfect father who can be picky."
Xia Wushuang raised his eyes slightly and opened his thin lips slightly: "He is."
"Shang Tianya has extraordinary strength. You may not be able to kill him successfully. Even if you succeed, you may not be sure to escape unscathed." Chuhe's taste gradually worsened. "I don't know what kind of agreement you have with your father. But.
You also have a sister who has been waiting for you to come home."
Xia Wushuang raised his eyebrows and stared at Chuhe quietly with his cold eyes: "I'm just trying."
Chu He pursed his lips and shook his head: "Some people are not allowed to be tested by me."
"You know him very well?" Xia Wushuang asked.
"I only heard of this name recently." Chu He said honestly.
"I understand." Xia Wushuang said slowly. "I know when he gets up and when he goes to bed. How many taels of rice he eats per meal. How many hours he sleeps every day. How many bodyguards are around him. How many masters are secretly there. He is the most energetic.
What time is the best, and what time is the body most tired."
Chu He stared blankly at the indifferent woman in front of him. After a long time, he said: "Have you ever said that you look like a killer?"
"I am a killer."
"——"
Snap.
Silent Chu He lit a cigarette. He wanted to persuade Xia Wushuang, but he didn't know where to start. She had investigated everything about Shang Tianya clearly. She was obviously ready. But - she
How much harm will her current reckless behavior bring to her?
Can Xia He accept the tragic death of the woman in front of him at the hands of Shang Tianya?
That's right. Xia Wushuang is very powerful. At least in Chu He's life, he has never seen such a powerful woman. But no matter how powerful a person is, it does not mean that he has no chance to miss. What's more, that old man Shang has fallen, and his life is precarious.
, can Shang Tianya still stand firm?
Chu He had indeed only heard of the three words Shang Tianya recently. But somewhere deep down, he knew that the energy contained in these three words was shocking to the world.
"The only purpose of your return to China this time is to try to kill him?" Chu He hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and asked.
"Yes." Xia Wushuang nodded lightly.
Chu He couldn't help but sigh softly when he heard this, and said helplessly: "No matter what, I don't want Xia He to become a real orphan."
"I'll go with you." Chu He lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
Xia Wushuang was slightly startled, and her eyes fell on Chu He's face in confusion: "He is one of the most powerful masters in the world."
"I am the strongest military king in China in the past ten years." Chu He smiled proudly and said with high spirits. "I have never been defeated so far!"
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[Author's digression]: There is another chapter, but I don't recommend waiting~
