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Chapter 846 - 846 46 Children in the Clouds Written till utterly exhausted 11000 words offered ask for votes!_6

846: Chapter 46 Children in the Clouds (Written till utterly exhausted, 11,000 words offered, ask for votes!)_6 846: Chapter 46 Children in the Clouds (Written till utterly exhausted, 11,000 words offered, ask for votes!)_6 So, you already know what’s going on.

The folks from Family Good Items have left, and Zhao Hongjin, Cao Yueyue, Dong Zecheng, and Yang Yuan all remained seated, not sending anyone off, which actually represents the clearest attitude.

This is also Cheng Daqi’s attitude.

Whether Wang Xiaoxiao comes today or not, President Cheng will be back soon.

The management at Shanhaiguan is already aware of what Cheng Daqi is going to do.

“Xiao Zhao, what are your thoughts?”

Dong Zecheng looked at Xiao Zhao.

If Cheng Daqi is the boss of Shanhaiguan, then Zhao Hongjin is its stabilizing needle.

As for himself, he’s just a humble worker.

“Let’s wait for President Cheng to come back.

Our ‘Farming Bar’ program’s data hasn’t been great recently.

President Cheng plans to make a personal appearance to boost the views.

You ask Zhao Ying to do some proper planning.”

Zhao Hongjin has been a high-level figure in Shanhaiguan for a long time, but she doesn’t really want to interact with Zhao Ying, because this Xiao Zhao resembles her a lot—they look similar, from face shape to temperament.

Zhao Hongjin has a round face, and so does Zhao Ying.

Zhao Hongjin has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and Zhao Ying’s eyes also have a bit of that peach blossom look.

More importantly, it’s rumored within the company that Zhao Ying is Cheng Daqi’s lover—this puts Xiao Zhao somewhat on the defensive.

Cheng Daqi, oh Cheng Daqi, it’s 2019, and you’re still playing the overbearing CEO stand-in game, huh?

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“The origins of myths are mainly associated with religion and astronomical events, and Greek mythology is no exception, of course, history is its main basis.

But my grandfather didn’t believe in myths.

The only reason he was buried beneath this Tamarind tree is that he liked to sleep under its shade when he was a child.”

Temir, dressed in hunting attire with riding boots on her feet, led the way.

Achilles and Cheng Daqi followed behind her, moving slowly through the dense woods outside the castle.

Yes, Achilles had forgotten the way, and Mi’er had just scolded him for it.

“He didn’t want to be disturbed, always saying that the dead shouldn’t affect the living, so, it would be enough for just the three of us to come and visit, without bringing too many other people.”

Cheng Daqi replied.

“He was a wise elder, full of wisdom.”

Achilles, frustrated by the dense underbrush, said in annoyance.

“Does that conflict with making a little path?

Why not make one?”

Temir couldn’t take it anymore and started bickering with her brother again.

“Hmph, you’re always like this.

Can’t you respect his wishes?”

Achilles retorted without courtesy.

“I’m very obedient.

He said we should have the independent will to question, not to blindly believe anyone’s words, to doubt everything.

See, how well I’m doing~

If Grandpa woke up, and saw me now firmly questioning his decisions, he’d surely be very pleased!”

Cheng Daqi tried hard not to laugh.

Achilles was really invincible; a total showstopper in filial piety.

“Enough already, you’re just too lazy to walk on a rough path.

Achilles, you’re already over thirty.

Why can’t you have more patience with departed loved ones?”

The Giant Brother retorted sarcastically.

“Ha, my dear sister, as far as Grandpa is concerned, so long as I keep the family business thriving as always, he wouldn’t mind this little bit of inconsequential laziness of mine.”

For some reason, hearing the siblings’ squabble, Cheng Daqi felt for the first time that they had that certain something that normal humans should have.

They had never seemed ‘human’ like now, on the way to their deceased grandfather’s grave plot.

These two children of the age from the Caramacris Family finally found back a part of what it means to be a regular human being.

“Achilles, there’s a reason why Grandpa didn’t like you!”

Temir cut through a blocking pomegranate tree branch with a slash and turned to look at her brother with a face full of disdain.

“Nonsense, Grandpa liked me the best.

When I was only thirteen, he designated me as the suitable heir for the family.

What about you, Mi’er?

Why weren’t you appointed by Grandpa as the heir?”

“Bullshit, back then in the family, his word didn’t count anymore, Antony didn’t like me!”

Cheng Daqi, following behind Achilles, shook his head and didn’t say anything.

Mi’er, oh Mi’er, sigh.

The Retired Emperor has no power to decide the position of the Crown Prince.

This explanation has been Mi’er’s long-standing self-comforting logic.

But today, Achilles decided to burst Mi’er’s fragile bubble of protection.

“Look, Mi’er, you still haven’t figured out one thing to this day: if you want something, you have to fight to get it, not prove that you deserve it.

People who try to prove they deserve it will just passively wait, but only by actively fighting can you have a greater chance of truly gaining the success you want.

Also, Antony doesn’t like me either, you know that—there aren’t many people in the family who like me, but did that affect my position?”

Cheng Daqi countered.

“That’s not exactly right, Mr.

Achilles.

Should the family really fight tooth and nail internally?”

Achilles sighed, realizing that Mi’er wasn’t talking either, just silently leading the way, and he continued to rant.

“I placed people by her side because I was afraid she would hire someone to assassinate me one day.

But I waited six years, six years.

Chan, if I remember correctly, it was after she made contact with you that she revealed her hatred towards me.

You probably promised her something, but why are you compromising now in front of me?”

Achilles really knows how to kill with words and not just deeds.

Cheng Daqi cursed in his mind, while keeping a calm face.

“Please don’t joke, Mr.

Achilles.”

“The rise in the status of women, the changes in social trends, the rise of individualism, Chan, do you see that she still hasn’t grown up to this day.”