Strike Back, Proud Goddess!

Tang Zhong had been following his master for nearly 60 years and he had witnessed what the man had been through all that time. He had accompanied his master to experience all these things, but Master had never shown his sad and weak side all these years. He had almost forgotten Master was also a man of emotions and desires. Suddenly hearing Master’s true words, he could not help but feel sad.

Yes, although Master didn’t look sad, he was actually sad in his heart. When Miss Tang Ya disappeared and then they heard that she died, Master’s hair had almost turned white overnight. Later on, Master’s wife died and he rarely saw a smile on his face after that, but the man had still managed to bring up Young Master alone.

He still remembered that the first time Master smiled after his wife died was when Miss Tang Xi was born. As soon as Master saw the little baby, his face had beamed with an excited smile. At the time, he had said, “This little girl is the hope of our Tang Family. Let’s call her Tang Xi.”

However, when Miss Tang Xi was less than two years old, Young Master and his wife had an accident when they went out. Master bravely faced the misfortune. He brought Miss Tang Xi to his side and raised her by himself. No matter what Miss Tang Xi wanted, he would present it to her…

While Tang Zhong was slowly recalling the life of Tang Zhenhua, the person in subject had walked over to the villa with a walking stick. When he came to the door, he stopped to look back at the sky and then took a deep breath, murmuring, “Xixi, forgive Grandpa for not daring to face reality, even knowing you’ve died. Forgive Grandpa for not taking you home, even knowing that you wanted to go home. But please wait for me. I’ll bring you back home sooner or later.”

When Tang Zhong heard Tang Zhenhua’s words, his eyes went red and he asked, “Master, why do you torture yourself like this?”

Tang Zhenhua took a look at Tang Zhong and sighed. “Yes, why?”

Why did he have to win? Why was he unwilling to yield to fate? Why did he pretend to know nothing when his granddaughter had died in an accident? However, if he didn’t do so, the Empire Group he had created for his offspring would have become someone else’s. He would never let those people who murdered his granddaughter to take any penny of his property, so he still had to wait until he could take his granddaughter back home from the Pacific.

Tang Zhenhua entered the villa, while Tang Zhong asked the maid in waiting to serve the light meal that had been prepared. Tang Zhenhua took a look at the light dishes and frowned. “Ah Zhong, who would imagine that Tang Zhenhua of Empire Group can only eat these dishes?”

Unswayed by his words, Tang Zhong picked up a spoon and handed it to Tang Zhenhua. He said gently, “Master, you’ve been having high blood pressure and cholesterol value lately. These dishes were made according to… the recipe Miss prepared for you. You should take good care of yourself, for Miss’ sake as well.”

“What else can I say?” Tang Zhenhua replied helplessly as he took the spoon and began to eat the porridge. After taking two mouthfuls, he picked up the chopsticks to eat some other dishes, then looked at Tang Zhong and said, “Sit down and eat with me.”

“Well…” Tang Zhong paused and looked at Tang Zhenhua in surprise. Tang Zhenhua pointed to the chair to his left and expressionlessly repeated, “Sit down and eat with me.”

Tang Zhong hesitated, but his action was not at all slow. He asked the maid in waiting to bring a pair of chopsticks and a bowl for him, and sat on the left of Tang Zhenhua to eat with him.

Master was too lonely. In the past, although Miss didn’t live at home, she would come back to have dinner with Master two or three days a week. Later, as Master lost his health and Miss broke up with Qiao Liang, she stayed at home with Master almost every day. She began to work in the company afterward, but she still came back for dinner with Master every night… Now Master only had him to accompany him to dinner.

Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Tang Zhong ate the vegetables slowly. Watching Tang Zhong keep eating cabbage, Tang Zhenhua frowned. “Is that cabbage so delicious? Save some for me!” Then he knocked down the stir-fried cabbage from Tang Zhong’s chopsticks and ate them by himself.

Tang Zhong: “… ” Master, help yourself. As long as you’re happy!

With Tang Zhou accompanying him, Tang Zhenhua finally didn’t feel that lonely. After dinner, Tang Zhong went to the living room and turned on the TV for Tang Zhenhua, who had the habit of watching the news after dinner every day. Tang Zhenhua went to sit on the sofa, while Tang Zhong had juice prepared.

Tang Zhenhua took a sip of the juice and put it aside. He took a look around the spacious living room and called out, “Tang Zhong!

Tang Zhong, who had gone to the study to fetch Tang Zhenhua’s medicine, hurried out and asked, “Master?”

Tang Zhenhua pointed to the sofa next to him. “Sit down and watch the news with me,” he said.

Tang Zhong blinked, took the medicine and went over. He asked the maid to bring boiled water for Tang Zhonghua to take the medicine before going over to sit down on the black leather sofa next to Tang Zhenhua and watch TV with him.

Sitting down, Tang Zhenhua looked around the living room, sighed and murmured, “I should have built a smaller house. Now it looks so empty.”

Tang Zhong’s nose twitched again and he almost wept. This house was very old, built by Master when he married his wife. The house alone was over a thousand square meters large, while the living room went over three hundred square meters. Master had said when his children were a little older, he could put some entertainment facilities for them in the living room… but then…

Tang Zhong turned his head away to reach out and wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. “Master,” Tang Zhong began softly. “Master, Tang Feng told me that he met Mr. Qiao Liang in the Pacific Ocean. It seems that he heard about the news regarding Miss and went to look for her, and…”

“He didn’t find her, did he?” Tang Zhenhua interrupted Tang Zhong before he finished speaking. “If he did,” he continued, “the boy would have rushed to the capital to strangle all the people who murdered Xixi.”

“Master…” Tang Zhong looked in wonder at his master.

Tang Zhenhua waved a hand. “That boy is good. Unfortunately, he’s doomed not to be together with my Xixi. You see, everyone knew the boy did so much for Xixi over the years, but Xixi didn’t. She didn’t know, even when she died, that the man she fell for loved her too. She never knew.”

“That’s because of Miss Qin…”

Tang Zhenhua sighed. “If they were predestined to be together, no matter how many people tried to undermine their love, they would’ve trusted each other and tried to be together regardless of any obstacle.”