Chapter 86 - Because I Am His Man (2/2)
ZhouXiang is startled, “Fine, I also want to see him.”
He walked into the farmhouse for the second time. But this time, YanMingXiu was sitting in front of the dining table. In front of him is a plate of breakfast but it hasn’t been touched. YanMingXiu is just sitting there dazedly staring at the food.
After ZhouXiang entered the house, YanMingXiu looked up at him with blood-shot eyes. YanMingXiu’s appearance now is a far cry from his coldly indifferent and calm self of the past. He looked haggard with his hair unkempt and a lot thinner in just a few days.
There is something forcefully pounding in ZhouXiang’s heart.
He couldn’t help but look toward the room with his corpse but the door is closed.
YanMingXiu spoke up, his voice is hoarse, “Sit down.”
ZhouXiang sat down and looked restlessly at YanMingXiu directly across from him. He wanted to say something but didn’t know how to say it.
YanMingXiu looked at him; his empty eyes flashed a trace of mysterious light. He stared directly at ZhouXiang, as if wanting to see through his flesh into his body, making ZhouXiang feel extremely uncomfortable.
YanMingXiu said, “There are some things I need to tell you, because I can’t let CaiWei see me like this, I’ll tell you and you go and convey it to him.”
ZhouXiang nodded.
“I will take care of everything for ZhouXiang so he doesn’t need to be concerned.” When YanMingXiu said these words, his eyes never left ZhouXiang’s face, trying to gather all the expressions on his face.
ZhouXiang’s voice trembled, “What do you mean?”
“What I mean is… ZhouXiang’s remains and estate will be handled by me.”
“But, he still has relatives…”
“I know. I’ve already resolved that. Right now, all of ZhouXiang’s things are my legal property.”
ZhouXiang’s hands under the table clenched into fists. He lowered his head and concealed his expression. He lowered his voice, “That, how do you plan on handling… handling ZhouXiang… and his things?”
“I will bring him back to Beijing for burial.”
ZhouXiang then asked, “What about the condo? Sell it?”
YanMingXiu looked at him deeply, “I’m going to remodel the condo.”
ZhouXiang is dumbfounded. He muttered, “Why… why…?”
YanMingXiu’s slender fingers gently tapped the table, and not at all politely and rhetorically asked, “Why should I tell you why?”
ZhouXiang responded, “Because… Wei Ge said that ZhouXiang has some things in the condo that he wanted to take for sentimental reasons.”
“As I’ve said, everything belonging to ZhouXiang is now my legal property. It has nothing to do with him. I will handle it myself.”
ZhouXiang secretly bit his teeth, “How do you plan on handling it?”
YanMingXiu responded coldly, “Burn it or bury it along with ZhouXiang.”
ZhouXiang almost bolted up. What right does YanMingXiu have to decide on what to do with his things! Those are his (things)… but he immediately thought that with his current status, he had no right to decide.
With his voice trembling, “President Yan, Wei Ge’s relationship with ZhouXiang is really good, he especially want to get back some things, especially ZhouXiang’s parents…”
“That doesn’t matter to me. I have a responsibility for matters relating to ZhouXiang. I think it’s better for ZhouXiang to take those things.”
ZhouXiang is so furious that he felt dizzy. He said sharply, “Why bother remodeling the condo, might as well also burn it for him?!”
“The condo is not bad, I have some sentiments toward it and it’s close to where I work. I can live there in the future, but I need to change how it looks so that I don’t feel so bad.” YanMingXiu said this calmly, with no cracks in his expression, grim and pitiless. ZhouXiang’s heart is already thoroughly cold. He really didn’t know how else he could get his things back.
He most certainly can’t depend on his aunt. YanMingXiu must have resolved it. Facing YanMingXiu’s decision, he is helpless.
YanMingXiu stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up. “Go back to tell CaiWei, I’m too lazy to follow up with the thief. It’s no longer important. I will return to Beijing tomorrow to manage ZhouXiang’s burial, then his condo and car. Tell him that he does not need to get involved. I’ll inform him of the funeral.”
ZhouXiang stood up and gritted his teeth, “YanMingXiu, who are you to ZhouXiang? What right do you have to decide on the whereabouts of his things? Wei Ge is ZhouXiang’s best buddy, you should…”
“I am ZhouXiang’s man,” YanMingXiu’s eagle-like eyes looked deeply into his eyes. “No one is more qualified than me to handle his things.”
ZhouXiang took a step back, looked at him fiercely, then turned and left.
YanMingXiu’s eyes followed his back and knew that he had disappeared from in his sight. He grabbed his chest, the dull pain from his heart made it almost impossible to straighten his back. He slowly clenched his fists, his blood-shot eyes staring at the direction in which his back disappeared, and spit out two words, “Zhou-Xiang.”