524: I can't live without you, just like the West can't lose Jerusalem [ask for a gift]

Inside the VIP Presidential Suite of the Demon Capital Hotel, the lights were dim and somber, as if soaked in sorrow.

Seeing that Tang Chuan's expression had softened, Huo Qichen decided to strike while the iron was hot and press his advantage.

He slightly raised his eyes, and those deep, pool-like eyes subtly cast a glance at his butler, Old Fu, who stood beside him.

Just a fleeting exchange, yet it seemed to convey a thousand unspoken words.

Old Fu understood perfectly, slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted his demeanor.

Two and a half seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, he was as if possessed by the soul of the legendary veteran actor Zhang Yimou.

His eyes now held only profound heartache and helplessness for his young master.

He trembled, taking a small step forward, but then abruptly stopped as if with some apprehension, his body leaning slightly forward, like a loyal guardian protecting a priceless treasure.

Immediately, Old Fu faced Young Master Tang and slowly began to speak.

His voice was tinged with a choked sob, as if every word was a fragment of emotion squeezed from the depths of his soul... "Young Master Tang, please listen to a few fair words from me!"

Old Fu's voice echoed in the silent room, like a weathered sigh from the long river of time.

"I have followed the Young Master for so many years, and I have never seen him humble himself to beg like this."

"The Young Master has always been proud and arrogant, an Overbearing CEO in people's eyes, capable of summoning wind and rain, omnipotent. When has he ever bowed his head?"

"But now... alas, fate truly plays tricks on people!"

"..."

Old Fu shook his head slightly, the wrinkles on his face like stories etched by time, each one speaking of a myriad of emotions in his heart.

At this moment, Huo Qichen slightly turned his head, his dark eyes looking at his loyal old butler.

A flicker of imperceptible emotion crossed his stern face.

Old Fu keenly caught his Young Master's gaze and quickly responded, his eyes full of an iron-like vow of undying loyalty... "Over all these years, this old servant has personally watched the Young Master build the family's glory step by step."

"That resilience and perseverance, anyone who understands it feels sincere admiration."

"Unfortunately, heaven envies talent. A sudden genetic atavism caused the Young Master to suffer from [Hawking Syndrome], eventually developing into this tragic state of full-body paralysis..."

"..."

At this point, a flash of pain crossed Old Fu's eyes.

He slightly turned his head, looking at Huo Qichen in the wheelchair, his eyes full of pity, as if looking at a rare treasure cruelly ravaged by fate.

Upon hearing this, Huo Qichen sighed softly, and slightly moved his fingers; that subtle movement struck Old Fu's heart like a bolt of lightning.

Old Fu immediately understood, stepped forward quickly, and gently clasped his Young Master's hand.

"Young Master, you have suffered. This old servant will surely find a way to help you through this difficult time."

Old Fu's voice was low and firm, like an ancient oath echoing in the air.

Immediately after, he turned his head to Young Master Tang and continued to sigh... "Alas ε=(´ο｀*))) the Young Master now only has that brilliant mind left, still able to think freely."

"For the Young Master, this is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. But he has never shown an ounce of weakness in front of us servants."

"But just last night, when I walked into the Young Master's room with documents, wanting to report on the current situation of Huo Corporation..."

"Oh my! ლ(ٱ٥ٱლ) Do you know what I saw? I actually saw the Young Master... he cried."

"This is the first time in my life I have seen the Young Master shed tears."

"I saw that tear silently slide from the corner of the Young Master's eye, fall onto his pillow, and also into this old servant's heart."

"..."

Old Fu's eyes were red, his voice trembled slightly, and he unconsciously clenched his hands, as if to hold onto the Young Master's fading dignity.

As for the Overbearing CEO, he slowly closed his eyes and turned his head, seemingly not wanting to recall that vulnerable moment.

His long eyelashes trembled gently, like a struggling, wounded butterfly.

Old Fu looked at his Young Master with heartache, saying with a choked voice: "What pains me the most is..."

"The Young Master actually put aside his dignity and took the initiative to beg for help."

"You know, how proud our Young Master used to be! He would never bow his head to anyone."

"But now, for the family, for those responsibilities and concerns he cannot let go of..."

"The Young Master had no choice but to abandon his self-respect, using his only movable head to humbly make a faint plea."

"Though the voice was small, every word was heavy, filled with despair and helplessness."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Fu subconsciously lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Huo Qichen, on the other hand, had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and desperately lifted his chin, trying to maintain his Overbearing CEO dignity, not wanting the tear at the corner of his eye to fall.

This stubborn and unyielding appearance made people feel both heartache and admiration.

"Old Fu, don't blame others! If anyone is to blame, it's my incompetence..."

"Young Master, please don't say that, this old servant understands your difficulties."

Old Fu quickly waved his hand and shook his head, then looked earnestly at Tang Chuan... "Young Master Tang! To be honest, this old servant has lived most of his life. This is the first time I've seen the Young Master cry, seen him beg for help (ಥ﹏ಥ)~~~"

"Look at the Young Master now, how majestic he used to be. But now he is utterly exhausted, his eyes bloodshot."

"The family crisis is like an insurmountable mountain, crushing the Young Master, making him unable to breathe."

"The Young Master has tried everything, but still cannot find a way out, suffering in anxiety and pain every day."

"..."

Hearing this, the tear at the corner of Huo Qichen's eye finally fell cooperatively, revealing an expression of profound agony.

His chiseled face was now filled with helplessness and struggle.

Seeing this, Old Fu immediately stepped forward and gently wiped away the tears on Huo Qichen's cheek.

His tender movements were like caring for a fragile work of art... "Seeing the Young Master like this, this old servant's heart aches as if being cut by a knife."

"The Young Master is so strong, so excellent, yet he has to endure such suffering."

"But this old servant firmly believes that my Young Master will never be crushed by hardship!!!"

"Even if his body is confined to this small space, the Young Master's soul is still free and powerful."

"The Young Master will surely be like the Huo Family ancestor, Hawking, physically disabled but strong-willed, and sooner or later will once again become the Overbearing CEO everyone looks up to."

"And I, Old Fu, will always stay by the Young Master's side, taking care of him, supporting him, until that day comes..."

"..."

At this point, Old Fu suddenly straightened his back, his face filled with a sense of pride, as if he had already seen that day arrive.

But the next second, Old Fu suddenly lifted his leg and stepped in front of Tang Chuan, then knelt down before him amidst Tang Chuan's astonished gaze.

His bent knees were like an unwavering oath of loyalty to the Huo Family and to Huo Qichen... "Young Master Tang, my Young Master is truly at his wit's end, which is why he opened his mouth to ask for your help."

"I hope you can, for the sake of the Young Master's sincere heart, give him a chance!"

"This old servant kneels before you!"

"As long as Young Master Tang is willing to extend a helping hand to my Young Master, this old bone of mine will be yours from now on."

"This old servant is willing to offer myself to you to repay your great kindness to my Young Master."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Huo Qichen in the wheelchair trembled as if uncontrollably, and suddenly began to wail and cry.

"Old Fu! Absolutely not, absolutely not!"

"How can I let you make such a sacrifice?"

"I don't agree! (꒦_꒦) Even if the Huo Family goes bankrupt from now on, I will never allow you to leave my side!"

"I absolutely cannot be without you, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem! W(ﾟДﾟ)w!!!!!!!!"

"..."

Hearing his Young Master care for him so much, Old Fu burst into tears on the spot, his old tears streaming down.

"Young Master~~~~~~~~~"

"Old Fu~~~~~~~~~"

At this moment, the master and servant gazed at each other affectionately, immersed in their respective performances, outdoing each other in acting, unable to extricate themselves.

Faced with such a moving display of master-servant affection, Tang Chuan also had an acting outburst, shedding tears of emotion on the spot.

In reality, he had already started cursing in his heart!

Damn it, the Huo Family is full of drama queens, aren't they!!!

After the young one performed, the old one came!

And each of them is quite good at acting; if it weren't for the fact that I already knew there was a problem, I might have actually been successfully fooled by you guys... And you, old scoundrel, are very bad, what the hell is 'offering myself'? (・◇・)?

Are you sure that's gratitude? (• ́へ• ́╬) It's clearly retaliation!!!

However, Tang Chuan cursed internally.

But he also knew that the timing was just right; if he were to produce the prepared "fake intelligence" now, Huo Qichen would 100% not suspect him in the slightest... So tired~~~ This book has been blocked again!!!

How many times has it been in the little black room now?

The 5th time or the 6th? I'm numb myself... o(╥﹏╥)o

Despair! (꒦_꒦) No choice, can only keep revising, don't know how many days it will take to get out this time... Alas, I will still try to maintain 2 updates. No traffic in the little black room, please give some free [Power for Love], thank you brothers!

May good people be safe for life! Persevere!!!

One free power-up is full of love for the prince~~~~