Chapter 281: Already Have What I Seek (2)

It was Qingming. Drizzle fell and after a few light showers, the entire City Z was engulfed in haziness. The cold winds continued and it was so gloomy that even the skies feel depressing.

Inside the CEO's office of the Han Corporation, Han Yifeng who had vanished for several days was currently leaning against the sofa in his office and downing glass after glass of spirit.

His usually stern and dashing face was no longer that charming. Now, it was only left with loneliness and desolateness. He looked completely dispirited.

The office was on a break, so the entire company was empty. There was no one at all. Engulfed in the gloomy rain, it was so still and quiet that one felt suffocated.

On the table beside him was a handphone that kept buzzing. It did not seem to stop, yet its owner did not pick up a single call. The sweet-sounding ringtone flowed in the silent and stifling space, seeming particularly eerie.

It was not sure how long passed before the ringtone finally fell silent again, yet there came a knocking from outside the door. Before he could respond, the person outside had already pushed the door to enter.

As expected, the person who came was Han Yu!

Han Yu had just entered when the strong smell of alcohol assailed his nostrils. He immediately frowned and looked ahead to see the inebriated Han Yifeng.

"Yifeng!"

Frowning, Han Yu walked up to Han Yifeng is a few huge strides. He snatched the wine glass from his hand and then noticed that on the table, quite a few empty bottles were toppled all over while cigarette butts littered the floor.

"Don't drink anymore. Look at how you are now! How unreasonable!"

Han Yu's face sank as he pulled Han Yifeng up, yet he was shoved away with a feeble struggle of the hand. He looked at Han Yu with blur, bloodshot eyes. He pulled at the tie on his chest and spoke hoarsely, "Father, don't stop me. I want to be alone."

"Yifeng, that's enough! Everyone couldn't find you these past few days. What do you want? Your grandfather's very angry. You should get home by now!"

Han Yu was furious! He knew his son too well. Since he was young, he had always been treasured. He always prided himself upon his abilities and was insufferably arrogant, especially since he had never been sharpened on the grindstone or down. Now with something like this, he knew that he would not be able to accept it, just like how he was now; he had become a drunkard!

"You're a man! How can you disappoint us, your grandfather, and your mother and I? You let our expectations of you down by turning yourself into this useless sack because of this little problem?" Han Yu was extremely disappointed as he looked sadly and worriedly at Han Yifeng.

Han Yifeng breathed in heavily and sat on the sofa weakly. He said, feeling worn out and with a raspy voice, "Then, what do you think I should do? The woman I thought I'd been loving deeply has been treating me like a fool and toying with me. Because of her, I didn't spare bearing the accusation of being a heartless rat by abandoning my initial fiancè. Because of her, I was willing to leave the country for a few years just to settle the resentment between Xiaye and I. Because of her, I endured unfair treatment time and time again, tolerating her, accommodating her, and in the end? What did I get?"

When Han Yifeng rambled on about this, he suddenly stopped to sweep a hand across the table filled with empty glass bottles that fell to the ground and shattered loudly.

"What I got were lies from her! Can you imagine that the woman you share a bed with every night would turn out to be that kind of woman? If you were me, wouldn't you find it hard to accept? Wouldn't you feel pain?"

"She did lie to you, but what else can you do now? Do you think you can change reality by being completely drunk? You two are already married! And Xinyi has your child! Your grandfather is hoping that you can recover quickly. Everyone can't talk about this incident anymore. We'll discuss it again once the child is born. In fact, Yueying and the Han Corporation have just settled down. Whatever it is, you have to get back up. Do you understand?" Han Yu held onto Han Yifeng tightly and said earnestly.

"I don't know, Father. I want to be alone for a while. Is that so hard? Can't you guys just pause for a while and let me be myself for a while?"

Han Yifeng pulled the part of his shirt that Han Yu held onto back, staring at Han Yu with bloodshot eyes. His gloomy face almost could not contain his anger and because of his huge movements, Han Yu stumbled.

"Yifeng!" Han Yu widened his eyes and looked at Han Yifeng.

Han Yifeng just picked up the car keys on the table and turned to walk outside!

Bam!

The loud sound of the door slamming came, shocking Han Yu again.

...

Han Yifeng held his car keys and walked out unsteadily, yet he did not expect that as soon as he walked out of his office, he would find a frail Xi Xinyi standing in the empty corridor ahead.

Dressed in a flowy, white dress, she seemed thinner compared to the past few days. She looked haggard and her face was pale. She was so weak that she seemed like a crystal between one's fingers. One tap could shatter her...

Looking at her made one pity her.

She stood there silently and covered half her face with one hand, the other lightly holding onto her belly that was still flat. She looked tearfully at Han Yifeng and called out to him in a raspy voice softly, "Yifeng..."

Han Yifeng leaned a hand onto the cold wall. He also stopped walking in that instant as he looked up with exhausted, bloodshot eyes at Xi Xinyi who suddenly appeared. His dispirited face sank slightly and his eyes shifted with a complicated look.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... It's all my fault, but I'm begging you to not be like this... I really didn't do it on purpose. I was just too afraid of losing you... If I can make it up to you, I'm willing to do anything... Just don't abandon me and the baby, okay?"

Xi Xinyi was worn out mentally and physically. Her tears were about to run dry, and now her eyes were tearful and red, yet not a single tear fell. Even her voice sounded weak too.

She sniffed, her body trembling as she looked at Han Yifeng. Underneath the dim lights, she already looked extremely frail and almost could not bear another oncoming gust of cold wind.

"I'm really sad and I'm suffering too... It wasn't easy for us to reach this point, so I'm begging you not to give up just like that, okay? I know that I have a lot of weaknesses, and a lot of things you can't stand, but I promise you, I will change from now on. I will... Just give me one more chance... Don't give up just like that, alright, Yifeng?"

Xi Xinyi's voice shook weakly, mixed with a trace of anxiousness. Her frail body trembled slightly too, but she feigned strength as she looked at Han Yifeng.