The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! - Chapter 93

Chapter 93

An Xiaxia walked back and forth anxiously as she held her breath and watched the video on her phone .

Sheng Yize began to sing to the music while performing difficult dance moves .

Every turn he took made An Xiaxia on edge .

However, he revealed no sign of pain on his face and there was not a single falter in his fluid dance steps .

He finished the song perfectly on the last note .

The room was filled with rounds of applause .

The rumor of his injury collapsed on its own .

His manager Lu Ke then handled the questions for him and Sheng Yize left the stage after some brief words .

When he got backstage, a yellow-haired young man whom he was well acquainted with patted him on the shoulder familiarly . “Hey, Yize, done with the press conference?”

Sheng Yize swayed a little and frowned, then nodded with a quiet “hm . ”

Realizing something wasn’t right, the yellow-haired young man raised an eyebrow, but said nothing .

With so many ears around, things would only get more complicated should the news of his injury get around .

He sighed . “Have a good rest . You’re still young . Don’t push yourself too hard . ”

Sheng Yize smiled . “It’s nothing . ”

He had chosen this path himself . Hence, however painful or difficult things were, they were his responsibility .

The yellow-haired young man smacked his forehead . “I almost forgot . Security called me just then and asked me to tell you that Uncle Sheng is here . He’s waiting for you at the company building’s side entrance…”

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Sheng Yize changed into something light and took a detour to the side door, completely ignoring the prickling pain of his wounds .

A Rolls-Royce was parked by the side of the road, looking quite out of place in this neighborhood .

Sheng Yize walked up to the car, got in, and nodded a cold greeting .

The stately middle-aged man turned to him, looking displeased . “What was this whole falling-into-a-river business?”

“Haven’t you investigated it?” replied Sheng Yize in a bland tone .

Sheng Zhiyuan smacked the newspaper in his hand angrily . “How many times do I have to tell you this: I didn’t give you permission to join this circle just so you can put yourself in danger!”

“I’ll take care of my own business . ”

Sheng Zhiyuan calmed down a little after a pause . “I know you have held a grudge against me all these years… but I wasn’t the only one to be blamed for what happened then . Was I supposed to save a stranger and let you die?”

These words hit Sheng Yize’s most sensitive nerve and he sneered, “Did I ask you to save me? Do you get to decide whether or not I want to live?”

Sheng Zhiyuan fumed . “Did I raise you to offend me like this?!”

Sheng Yize darted him a look and got out of the car without even sparing him a reply .

He then climbed into his own RV . The driver asked tentatively, “Young Master, where are we going?”

It seemed forever before Sheng Yize gave him an answer . “Back to the An family home . ”

“Yes . ”

Watching the black Porsche drive away, Sheng Zhiyuan sighed heavily in his car .

After all these years, Sheng Yize still wouldn’t address him as “father . ”

Was it really his fault back then?

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An Xiaxia was overwhelmed with anxiety back at home and she even lost her appetite for dinner . Under the surprised gazes of Papa An and An Yibei, she put down her chopsticks . “I’m full . I’m gonna take a walk . ”

Grabbing a jacket, she ran down the stairs several steps at a time . She was going to hail a taxi to take her to Endless Night .

Sheng Yize was such a burden on her mind!

She bumped into a pair of warm arms as soon as she opened the front door .

Sheng Yize’s low and lazy voice rang out above her head . “Short Legs Xia, since when can you run so fast?”