Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 426: The Cursed Love 1

Chapter 426: Chapter 426: The Cursed Love 1

"Also, I’ve now taken over the Xiahou Family, and many people think I did it for that old man. But in truth, I did it also to repay your kindness. I know you wouldn’t want to see the Xiahou Family trampled underfoot."

Sheng Siyuan stood before this tombstone and, for the first time, voiced the real reason he had taken on the mess of the Xiahou Family.

What was Xiahou Yi anyway?

He was just someone who was particularly bad at managing his family.

True, he was successful at governing the lands, but in terms of managing his home, he was a complete failure. His own son and daughter-in-law, out of fear of him, didn’t even dare to tell him that one of their twin boys had a heart condition.

They kept it hidden, cautiously avoiding the issue.

In the end, that led to Chu Yan’s distortion and also to Xiahou Xiu’s death.

Isn’t that a tragedy?

And there was the Xiahou Jingmu family; he thought that by raising Xiahou Jingmu from a young age, he was doing him a favor.

But he never considered how his favoritism would draw the envy of everyone in the family toward Xiahou Jingmu, making him the target of all arrows.

So, he truly was a failure.

And Sheng Siyuan, naturally, had no reason to take on this mess either.

It wasn’t until that final moment at the summit of the snowy mountain in Y City, when he nearly lost his life to Chu Fengcheng’s schemes, that clutching his heart in excruciating pain, he suddenly understood something.

Yes, this heart wasn’t truly his to begin with.

Since he had received it, he should then fulfill the mission that should have been carried by it, and this mission was the one originally on Xiahou Xiu’s shoulders.

When Sheng Siyuan finally departed, he bowed deeply before the tombstone.

By seniority, he was the uncle.

But in this moment, he willingly performed the highest level of courtesy one could offer.

That day, Sheng Siyuan left the imperial capital.

"What did you say? He went to visit Xiuxiu?"

Inside the Xiahou Mansion, Xiahou Maolin, who had been bedridden, learned of this and slowly closed his eyes, letting two lines of tears slide down his gaunt and pale cheeks.

In just half a year’s time, he had aged as if he were in the twilight years of his life.

But when he closed his eyes, he seemed to still see the girl who, wearing a white dress, had burst into their home.

That girl was Wang Wanjun, Sheng Siyuan’s mother.

Did Xiahou Maolin like Wang Wanjun?

Actually, he did, and it was the kind of love that struck him at first sight and from which he couldn’t extricate himself.

Wang Wanjun was very beautiful!

At that time, she and her cousin Wang Meifeng were known as the twin beauties of the Wang Family, but after he saw Wang Wanjun, he felt Wang Meifeng didn’t compare at all.

Wang Wanjun was willful and headstrong, and her appearance was equally wildly beautiful.

So, after that day she followed the Bai Family for a visit to their home, Xiahou Maolin often found opportunities to visit the Bai Family.

At that time, he was already married.

"Brother Xiahou, your family’s patriarch’s birthday is in half a month. How about throwing a party?"

That day, as he visited the Bai Family again and Bai Shicheng saw him in low spirits, he suddenly suggested.

In the imperial capital, when the four major families had nothing else to do, they would indulge in eating, drinking, and merrymaking.

And indeed, looking for an opportunity to hold a banquet and lively activities was undoubtedly everyone’s happiest affair.

Xiahou Maolin’s eyes indeed lit up.

"You’re right, I’d forgotten about that. Okay, I’ll go back and ask my father right away," he said.

Xiahou Maolin immediately stood up and then left the Bai residence.

It had been a very long time since Wang Wanjun, following the old Madam Bai, visited the Wang mansion.

Xiahou Maolin went to the Xiahou Mansion that afternoon and found Xiahou Yi.

"Hosting a banquet? It’s not even a major birthday, so why host a banquet? Are you that idle? Always acting like some rich ne’er-do-well, constantly thinking of doing these things."

Just as he had said these words in front of his father, he was bluntly scolded in return.

Xiahou Maolin’s face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

"No... no, I ran into Bai Shicheng today, and he was asking about me, saying that many others were also asking him, so I came to ask about it."

He was quite astute with this, knowing that his father cared greatly about networking, so he mentioned the Bai Family.

As expected, upon hearing this, Xiahou Yi, who initially did not want to make a fuss, eventually agreed.

"Then just set up a couple of simple tables, and call some acquaintances over, that will do," he said impatiently.

Xiahou Maolin was overjoyed upon hearing this.

From that day on, he dedicated himself wholeheartedly to organizing the event, and he notified the Bai Family immediately.

He knew that once the Bai Family was aware, the Wang Family would know as well.

Sure enough, before long, during his next visit to the Bai Family, he heard that familiar chattering sound.

"Godmother, you’ve been so good to me, I’ll definitely take care of you in your old age, and serve you well," said Wang Wanjun with her sweet voice, always able to make the old lady of the Bai Family very happy.

Soon after, when Xiahou Maolin stepped out, he saw her running out happily with her dress hiked up.

"Young Master Xiahou, what a coincidence that you are here as well," said Wang Wanjun upon seeing Xiahou Maolin, her beautiful eyes shining like stars, dazzling him for a moment.

Those eyes, later on, her son Sheng Siyuan inherited completely.

A sense of delight instantly filled Xiahou Maolin’s heart.

"Yes, Miss Wang, I came to deliver an invitation to the Bai Family. Are you here to visit your godmother?"

"Yes, Brother Xiahou, godmother mentioned she would take me to your family’s banquet. Will you welcome me?" asked the radiant and charming girl, suddenly switching how she addressed him. Her watery eyes looking at Xiahou Maolin made his heart go soft on the spot.

How could he not welcome her?

The very reason for his banquet was her.

Xiahou Maolin suppressed the ecstasy within him and maintained his composure with a slight nod.

"Of course, it would be an honor for our Xiahou Family to have Miss Wang attend," he said.

After speaking, Xiahou Maolin handed her an invitation.

Wang Wanjun was thrilled.

She had never personally received an invitation before, and it was from the Xiahou Family, no less.

Excited, Wang Wanjun hurried back home.

That evening, upon learning of this, the Wang Family was very happy, but Wang Meifeng, upon seeing the invitation, flew into a rage.

"Did you wheedle this out of someone?" She called her daughter into the room and then sharply questioned her.

Wang Wanjun’s face immediately turned pale!

"I... I didn’t." But still, she was unwilling to admit it.

Upon seeing this, Wang Meifeng, furious and in a fit of anger, raised her hand to slap her daughter.

Her own child—how could she not know what was on her daughter’s mind?

But ultimately, looking at her daughter’s frightened and pale face, she could not bring herself to deliver the slap.