Chapter 43 - The Strongest.

Jihai continued to stare at the departing figure, his eyesight blurring and his heart aching.

You are weak!

Look at me Jihai, I am blind!

You couldn't even protect your own mother and now, you couldn't protect me!

He clutched his head in pain, unable to get rid of the voices that resounded in his head as they filled him suicidal thoughts.

All his life, he has never asked for anything knowing everything must be achieved with determination and hard work. And so, he strived for Chunlan's affection trying to cement his place in her heart.

In her family.

And in her life.

His eyes became disoriented as he felt lightheaded.

It is my fault. I deserve it.

Chunlan took him into her home, gave him her friends and her heart yet he couldn't even protect her. Recently, she even treated him nicely, more than she had ever done since they started dating.

He was at fault.

Unknown to him, a man dressed in black suit sat in the waiting lounge adjacent to his position smoking frivolously. His subordinate sighed helplessly at the stares and glares his boss was attracting yet he dared not say a word.

That was the same as wishing for death.

Rule no.3: Only speak when spoken to!

"Ryōsei." He turned to hear his boss speak thoughtfully, flicking the end of his cigarette. "Tell me, what makes love so important to people?"

Ryōsei clenched his hands anxiously behind his straight back, pondering on an answer. "I am unable to answer that, Master."

"Call the doctor to his room. Tell him its urgent." His boss ordered, picking the boy and walking down the hall. Seeing his master walking in haste, he dared not slow down in his own pace running in the opposite direction.

He only stopped when he arrived in front of a secretary, who was shocked at the sudden visit.

"Get me the chairman." He ordered, rolling his sleeves to reveal a mark on his wrist effectively silencing the woman's protests.

The woman ran to the office shutting the door firmly. Ten seconds later, a man rushed out wiping his sweater with a white handkerchief.

"Good day sir, we are very sorry to keep you waiting. May I ask......." He trailed.

"My boss wants you in room 374. Bring your best doctors." Ryōsei said impatiently.

"Oh...Of course! I will be there personally to supervise the situation." He laughed nervously and turned to look for his secretary when was still hiding his office. "Jing'er!"

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Chunlan finally managed to close the door and so she weakly fell on the floor.

"Lan'er!" Haifeng rose in alarm to catch her daughter.

Chunlan raised her hand, halting the incoming person. She was heartbroken and tired. She tried to contain the sobs spilling from her lips as she broke down.

Haifeng and Huizhong looked at each other, their hearts aching. Huizhong cleared his throat and said gruffly "Enough! Lan'er, you are still weak and you still have the strength to cry over a boy?!"

Haifeng chided him with fire in her eyes. "Huizhong!"

He immediately conceded. "I am just doing this for her own good. She should be resting." He walked to his daughter. "Lan'er, I know you think I am being to harsh on that boy but he is not just fit for our world. Only the strongest survive and only then can they protect those they love."

He sighed, helpless at her cries. "Stop crying, stop crying. One day, you will see everything was for your own good."

Chunlan gripped her dress tightly. She hated herself for hurting him. She didn't see the second ȧssassination attempt coming and she failed to stop it.

Now she was paying the price. She steeled herself, saying it was better for them to separate than to see him dead.

He must go to the UK at all cost.