Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 277 Nothing at All

Chapter 277: Chapter 277 Nothing at All

Su Zhe sat nearby, spooning a mouthful of white rice into his mouth, spilling half of it along the way without even noticing, looking for all the world like a typical bystander thoroughly enjoying the spectacle of Qiao Li and Su Lu.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaole was still very considerate and asked his lonely old uncle, "Uncle, won’t you come with us?"

Su Zhe waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no. Uncle’s not up to it, these old bones and back can’t handle that kind of excitement."

Zhao Xiaole still looked a bit disappointed, pouting, but soon cheered up at the thought of going out for a week and consoled himself, "It’s alright, I’ll go ask Uncle Xiao Tong."

Su Zhe thought to himself that Zhao Tong was always savvy, the most tactful of all, knowing that if Qiao Li and Su Lu were taking Zhao Xiaole, Zhao Tong would definitely not interfere.

Sure enough, after dinner, Zhao Xiaole called Zhao Tong on his phone.

Zhao Tong gently refused from the other end, "Xiao Le, I won’t be joining you. You go and have a great time, and then, bring me back some souvenirs to make me jealous, okay?"

Zhao Xiaole laughed heartily, agreeing repeatedly.

After ending the call, Zhao Tong walked in from the balcony and seeing the thin figure sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he couldn’t help but sigh, "Aren’t you turning on the lights?"

"No."

The voice of Ying Xi was as indifferent as ever, carrying a cold metallic tone.

The high-rise apartment located in the CBD of Feng City was a part of a very high-end building.

Ying Xi had bought it last year, and the decorations were extremely minimalist; apart from the basic finishes, there were essentially no furnishings, empty, as if waiting for someone to fill it.

However, it was impeccably clean. Such a large space, devoid of furniture and spotlessly maintained, therefore felt very desolate.

Ying Xi never lived here, instead, he always stayed at the team base or the small villa near the base in the suburbs. During preparations for the world competition, Jiang Li would also stay at the base to watch their training, or else he’d crash at Ying Xi’s villa.

That villa was much cozier than this stark apartment.

However, these days, Ying Xi had been staying in this empty house.

There wasn’t even a bed, just a temporary latex mattress laid down by the windows in the living room, which now served as his bed.

The sky outside was dark, but inside, the lights were off. Since being in the part of the CBD that had the best night view, even in complete darkness, one wouldn’t lose sight of their own hands.

But when Zhao Tong entered, he saw him facing the window and sitting with his back towards the door, his gaunt silhouette set against the magnificent, brilliantly lit nightscape.

It always seemed so lonely—the more dazzling and gorgeous the view outside, the lonelier his slim figure appeared.

Zhao Tong sighed softly and walked over, "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Weren’t you supposed to meet with Lawyer Chen Mo for a consultation today? Didn’t you invite her for a meal?" Zhao Tong asked.

"I did," Ying Xi said, "but I wasn’t really hungry."

"Alright." Zhao Tong waved his hand and sat cross-legged next to Ying Xi, "I’ll order some takeout later if you get hungry, and we can eat together. So, how did the consultation with Lawyer Chen Mo go today? Is your case difficult?"

Ying Xi remained silent, his eyes never straying from the night view outside, and after a long while, he shook his head, "She said it’s not too difficult, that minimizing the losses shouldn’t be a problem. But she suggested that it’s best to talk things over with the company first. If we can settle peaceably, that would be the best outcome—no need to take it to court. She said I’ve created a lot of value for the company over the years, and as long as it’s not too ruthless, they usually wouldn’t make things too difficult for me."

"Right, makes sense. That’s logical." Zhao Tong nodded, "You really gave your youth and blood for Lie Ying."

That was truly a sacrifice of blood and, nearly, of life...

"Mm." Ying Xi responded faintly.

Zhao Tong felt uncertain, "So, are you planning to talk to the company, or are you thinking... of just taking it straight to court?"

After all, from the situation where Ying Xi had firmly decided to terminate the contract before, Zhao Tong felt that he probably didn’t want to discuss further with the company, that’s why he was so adamant.

Ying Xi didn’t speak.

After a while, as if he had finally thought it through, what he said didn’t reflect any clarity of thought, "I’ll think about it some more."

Zhao Tong nearly suffocated from not being able to catch his breath.

"Alright, so am I staying here with you tonight, or what?" Zhao Tong used to crash at Ying Xi’s place whenever he came to Feng City, mainly at the small villa in the suburbs or visiting the base, as he was very familiar with everyone at the base.

Looking at Ying Xi’s current living situation, it was just a latex mattress with nothing else.

Not really a place one could crash at.

"Do you see anywhere here that looks like it could fit you for sleep?" Ying Xi asked him.

With a tone of resignation, Zhao Tong said, "So, what are you doing holing up here! It’s troublesome."

The colorful lights outside the window shone like stars in Ying Xi’s eyes as he said softly, "It’s quiet."

Indeed, it was very quiet, Zhao Tong could feel it too.

Especially being in the most splendid part of the city, surrounded by lively lights.

But the more magnificent the surroundings, the more his place seemed quiet and desolate.

"No computer, no phone, no furniture, no people. Nothing," Ying Xi said.

Zhao Tong was about to respond when he heard Ying Xi continue, "Just like me."

Nothing at all.

He thought when he had nothing left, he still had his brother.

Then his brother was gone, but at least he still had esports, still had dreams.

Then the dream of esports was extinguished by a splash of sulfuric acid, leaving only a tiny spark, unsure if it would ever reignite in his lifetime.

But he still had Jiang Li, such a good person as Jiang Li.

Now, Jiang Li was gone too.

And then, he realized, his brother was gone because of Jiang Li, his dreams were for Jiang Li too.

And then even Jiang Li was gone.

He had nothing.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you still have me, your good brother," Zhao Tong pressed his shoulder.

Ying Xi hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, "Fine, don’t worry about me, go do what you need to do, and have your fun."

"Um... alright then, call me if you need anything. I’ll go to the base, or crash at your villa, since my fingerprint is stored there anyway," Zhao Tong said.

Ying Xi hummed a response.

Zhao Tong didn’t linger and left the building, looking up at the tall skyscraper after he exited.

Actually, because the building was so high, standing down below he couldn’t tell which window was Ying Xi’s, especially since Ying Xi hadn’t turned on the lights.

Zhao Tong sighed softly, pulled out his phone, and opened the food delivery app to order some food and beer for Ying Xi.

Then a voice sounded nearby.