Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 349: Change

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Change

Xiahou Maoqing had not left long when the old butler returned with the guest.

Upon seeing this, Xiahou Yi felt compelled to invite the guest to stay for dinner.

"Maoqing just sent over two chickens. Have the kitchen prepare them and invite Marshal Deng to stay for dinner tonight," Xiahou Yi said.

"Yes, General," the old butler immediately agreed.

However, when he went to the kitchen, he found the two chickens had already disappeared. Upon asking the servants, they said the chickens were originally in the cage but had somehow vanished.

"Maybe they ran off. I’ll go look for them again."

"What’s the point in looking? The guest is already here. Just prepare some other dishes," someone said.

The old butler had no choice but to give the order.

Meanwhile, Xiahou Yi had poured a cup of tea for the guest and sat down to talk about serious matters.

"Xiao Deng, I wonder how Jingmu is doing with his new position these past few days?"

"Pretty well," the former student, now wielding significant military power, answered with great respect.

That’s right, this person was the very student Xiahou Yi had mentored, and precisely for this reason, Xiahou Jingmu had been able to take charge of those two important departments—a connection that was inseparable from this relationship.

Xiahou Yi was well aware of this fact, so he looked seriously at his student after hearing the reply.

"I am fully aware of his capabilities, but I still hope that you can step down from his position for now. He’s too young and needs more time to gain experience," he said.

"What?" The Junior Marshal was shocked to hear that he should strip Xiahou Jingmu of his post.

"Teacher, why? Even if he is young, you can groom him properly in this role," he protested.

"No!" Xiahou Yi still waved his hand dismissively.

"It will bring controversy and do neither of you any good. It’s best to follow due process. I do not wish to see someone as talented as you, who has come this far, be criticized because of him," he said, advising his student earnestly.

Upon hearing this, the Junior Marshal finally bowed his head in silence, quietly sipping the tea in his cup, his eyes clearly touched.

He truly respected this elder.

Because he deserved it.

After having lunch that afternoon, the student and the teacher parted ways, and the Junior Marshal left first. Xiahou Yi lay down to rest for a while.

When he woke up again, it was from the chill within the room that startled him awake. He opened his eyes only to find a person sitting expressionless in a chair inside the room.

At that moment, his gaze fixed on Xiahou Yi as if he were a stranger.

"Xiahou Jingmu? When did you come in? Why didn’t you announce yourself?" Xiahou Yi calmed himself, and as he sat up from the bed, his tone was quite displeased.

Indeed, the person was Xiahou Jingmu, finally returned.

Yet, here he was—typically so respectful and reverent towards Xiahou Yi—now seated silently in his room without any prior announcement.

What was he intending to do?

Xiahou Yi stared at the man from the bed, his face stern and ashen.

"I let myself in. Did I scare the old man?" Xiahou Jingmu finally spoke.

He slowly stood up from the chair and took step by step towards the old man.

Xiahou Yi saw it, and his two old eyes glared once more.

"What do you say? When did you become so unruly? Are your wings hard now?"

He scolded angrily, the tone of his voice extremely displeased.

Wings?

The word struck the man’s heart, and his expression under the dim light passed with a thick irony. He replied, "How could my wings be hard? Am I not always under great-grandfather’s control? Whatever you want me to do, I do. Whatever you want done to me, happens, doesn’t it?"

"What do you mean? Are you blaming me now?"

Xiahou Yi’s anger surged instantly, and he questioned with a stern voice.

In that instant, Xiahou Jingmu, who had never been seen so enraged before, finally shrank back a little, not daring to be so presumptuous anymore.

"I’m not blaming you, I just can’t understand why grandpa would remove my position? Am I not qualified enough? Or is it because I’m not your biological grandson, so you don’t want me to inherit your mantle?"

His eyes reddened, and he began to ask in front of the old man, feeling very wronged.

Unexpectedly, the more he spoke, the angrier Xiahou Yi became.

"Do you really only want those two departments? Do you think I’m unaware of your ambition? Why did the Shen Family fall so quickly if not for your schemes? I can tolerate you secretly taking control of those two major military departments, but you actually want to pull Shengshi Group into your fold as well? What are you trying to do? Dominate the world?"

Xiahou Yi asked furiously, and when he got to the last few words about dominating the world, his eyes lacked any familial affection.

Only fury, disappointment, and disgust remained...

In the end, he didn’t even want to glance at the young man before him anymore.

"Xiahou Jingmu, I really misjudged you back then. I thought you were the most honest child, but in the end, you turned out to be the deepest snake in the Xiahou family. You’re really impressive, acting at such a young age!"

He added bitterly another line.

In an instant, Xiahou Jingmu’s face turned so pale it lost all color. Standing before the old man who had raised him since he was a child, for a very long time, he couldn’t say a word.

Seeing his reaction, Xiahou Yi roared without a second thought, "Get out now!"

"..."

With one sentence, all hope vanished from Xiahou Jingmu’s eyes.

His gaze turned icy cold.

His expression also gradually calmed until finally, no emotion or trace could be seen on his face.

"Take care!"

With that, he turned and left.

The old butler had been outside, listening to the two’s argument. Seeing Xiahou Jingmu leave, he only then stepped into the room.

"Old general, weren’t your words just now a bit too harsh? Although he was wrong, you shouldn’t have scolded him so fiercely, hurting the child’s feelings is not good."

"If I don’t wake him up now, what will become of him later? With such ambition already, if I’m not here anymore, what kind of chaos could he create in the capital? Would I not be responsible?"

Xiahou Yi was still not calm.

The old butler, having heard this, had nothing more to say.

Because, this time, he too felt the young man had gone too far and it was something they hadn’t anticipated.

Hopefully, he will come to his senses in the future.

When the old butler walked out of the room, he sighed, thinking this to himself...