Chapter 1092: She Is Not Someone You Can Ever Dream of
Zhang Shizhao was originally filled with worry, but after hearing these words, he felt much more at ease. Even at this time, he still knew how to show off his elegance. It seemed like it was not a big deal.
But then again, he had already stuttered so much, why did he still have to show off his elegance? It was no wonder Lan Xinyu and the others could not stand him. Even he could not stand it.
“Yuhong, I know what you’re thinking, but there are people in this world that you can’t dream of. When it’s time to let go, let go,” said Zhang Shizhao with advise.
If he had just fallen in love with Ling Chuxi, it still wouldn’t have been that bad. However, after meeting Huangfu Qingjue, things couldn’t continue. If he accidentally angered Huangfu Qingjue, Zhang Yuhong would be annihilated.
Zhang Yuhong’s cross-eyed eyes and stutter could be fixed. But there’s no cure for someone who was already dead.
“My… heart… has… made up its mind.” Zhang Yuhong turned and looked at Zhang Shizhao with his cross-eyed eyes. He also found it hard to talk with a stutter. It was much more comfortable to speak in short sentences.
“There are plenty of women in the world. Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? Besides, which one of your 20 concubines isn’t beautiful? Just forget about her,” said Zhang Shizhao with a sigh.
Fortunately, Ling Chuxi didn’t know that this guy had more than 20 concubines. Otherwise, his ending wouldn’t have been so easy.
“I… divorced them… long ago. I gave… money!” Zhang Yuhong retorted.
Although Zhang Yuhong’s words were very simple, Zhang Shizhao could easily understand what he meant. From the looks of it, Zhang Yuhong had really made up his mind. He had already dismissed those concubines? Perhaps it was for the best.
“Yuhong, even if you do this, do you think others will take a fancy to you? Putting aside your past misdeeds, do you know how big the gap is between you and others even just in terms of strength? You’ve also seen the strength of Huangfu Qingjue. With your little strength, how can you compare with others?” Zhang Shizhao started becoming stern with his son.
Zhang Yuhong’s entire body trembled as if he had been enlightened. That’s right, strength. In the Sacred Cloud Heavenly Realm, the strong were revered. As long as one had strength, perhaps she would look at him in a different light and change her mind.
Before this, Zhang Yuhong had lost all hope and interest in pursuing Ling Chuxi any further. But Zhang Shizhao’s words were akin to a light appearing at the end of a seemingly neverending tunnel. Zhang Yuhong’s heart suddenly lit up and he was suddenly filled with excitement and joy.
Zhang Shizhao started to get worried when he saw the change in Zhang Yuhong’s demeanour. Could it be that he had been scolded silly by his few words? God bless him. With his eyes and speech in such a state, how could he even think of competing with Huangfu Qingjue? How much more foolish could he be?
“Strength… real… strength… I understand… I understand…” Zhang Yuhong muttered.
“Yuhong, are you alright?” asked Zhang Shizhao worriedly.
“Dear…Father… you… go. I’ll cultivate,” said Zhang Yuhong as his eyes sparkled.
Zhang Yuhong’s bitter road of wife-chasing was about to begin.