Daddy, Mommy Ran Away - Chapter 184 - Call Him Dad

The president’s secretary cautiously glanced at Zuo Junchen behind the Executive Chair. His expression was as cold as ice, his eyes filled with indifference, and his sharply chiseled face showed no emotion.

The calls for impeachment were relentless, each wave louder than the last.

“What do you mean by staying silent? Playing dumb, are you? If you don’t give us an explanation today, you might as well step down from your position as president!” These words came from Wosmir, who was leading the charge.

The room fell into a tense silence, everyone tacitly quieting down, their gazes shifting between their young, newly appointed president and the old fox who had long coveted the president’s position.

To these shareholders, it didn’t really matter who was the Chairman, as long as their pockets were filled. Anyone would do.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Junchen’s dark eyes gleamed like diamonds in the night, a faint blue light flickering within them. His firm, thin lips curled slightly as he stood up, placing his arms on the table like an eagle spreading its wings, exuding an aura of authority that commanded respect without anger: “You previously disagreed with bidding for the Golden Triangle land, and now selling it at the same original price is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it? So, when you see the stock price drop, you want to take the opportunity to oust me?”

The shareholders exchanged glances, surprised by the powerful presence of this seemingly gentle and handsome president.

“Hmph! Young and inexperienced like you, arrogant and self-righteous, ignoring the advice of your elders and acting recklessly! Just after taking office, you’ve nearly driven the company to bankruptcy. Why keep a president like you? Isn’t that right, everyone?” Wosmir was determined to remove Zuo Junchen from his position today.

Zuo Junchen’s face remained impassive, his cold gaze sweeping over Wosmir without a word, only the curve of his lips growing wider.

Meanwhile, Secretary Sun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: “Everyone, please calm down. The company is facing a crisis right now, and what we need is to unite and overcome this difficulty together. If we start fighting internally and change the president at this time, what will outsiders think of Zuo Corporation? The stock market will surely drop even faster, and things will get worse.”

Secretary Sun’s words were precise and hit the nail on the head, leaving many of the agitated directors unsure of what to do.

“Enough,” Zuo Junchen scoffed, walking straight out under the astonished and puzzled gazes of the crowd: “Since someone is so eager to be president, it seems rather unethical for me to hold onto it. Whoever wants the position can have it, though I wonder… if they can keep it warm.”

“This-”

“Mr. Zuo-”

“President-”

…

In the sky, without any warning, a thunderous roar echoed, followed by a sudden flash of white light, like swords being wielded. In no time, countless white beads the size of soybeans began to fall to the ground.

With the unexpected rain, pedestrians hurried to find shelter, leaving the entire road enveloped in a misty rain haze.

A silver Bugatti darted through the rain like a sword, the large raindrops pelting against the windows. Inside the car, the driver seemed unfazed, the accelerator pushed to its limit, hands gripping the steering wheel as if holding onto life itself. His mind was filled with the image of a pale, bloodless face and the stark red of fresh blood.

Suddenly, with a sharp turn, the car spun out of control and crashed toward the roadside.

“Bang-”

Blood began to flow from the head.

The rain showed no sign of stopping. After putting her three children to sleep, An Ruoxi returned to her room, pulling out her drafts to work on while waiting for Leng Haoyin to return. Unknowingly, she had completed a draft, and the clock on the wall pointed to ten o’clock.

“Knock knock-” came the sound of steady footsteps, followed by a gentle knock on the door.

An Ruoxi opened the door to find Ouyang Pei standing there with a bowl of Bird’s nest soup, his face kind and gentle. “Ruoxi, still up so late? I just had the butler make some Bird’s nest soup. Have some to fill your stomach.”

Her gaze fell on the steaming Bird’s nest soup, a warmth rising in her heart, enveloping her whole being.

“Alright.” She reached out to take the soup, lowering her head, avoiding his expectant, bright eyes.

“Ah-when will you call me Dad?” Ouyang Pei’s bright eyes dimmed, and he sighed deeply. “Finish it and get some rest. I’ll head down.”

Watching his figure sway under the light, slightly unsteady, her nose tingled with emotion. She placed the tray on the table and suddenly ran after him, throwing herself into Ouyang Pei’s arms, whispering, “Dad… Daddy…”

Ouyang Pei was stunned, his body stiffening. He hadn’t expected his beloved daughter to call him Dad at this moment. Hearing it, his weathered face twitched, his eyes reddening, as he tightly embraced An Ruoxi. “Good girl, Daddy’s good girl…”

“Daddy, I’m sorry. I’ve been selfish, making you sad lately. I’m sorry.”

Ouyang Pei’s tears flowed freely, his emotions stirred, feeling guilty as well: “The one who should apologize is me. I wronged you and your mother. If I had believed her back then, she wouldn’t have been forced to leave with you. This is my retribution.”

“Mom has always loved you. She never blamed you. Don’t feel guilty. I believe Mom wants you to be happy, not self-reproachful.”

“Alright…” Ouyang Pei’s voice trembled slightly, gently patting her back.

When Leng Haoyin returned to the Ouyang family’s villa, it was nearly dawn. Entering the hall, he saw Ouyang Pei and Yuchi Gong engrossed in a game of chess, Ouyang Pei’s face flushed with excitement as he exclaimed, “Checkmate! Haha, Yuchi Gong, admit defeat, I’m winning again!”

“Father-in-law, why aren’t you resting?” Leng Haoyin was surprised to see Ouyang Pei so joyful.

“Can’t sleep, too excited!” Ouyang Pei jumped up upon seeing Leng Haoyin, approaching him. “Ruoxi just called me Dad!”