Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

"Your dad's coming right away," Zou Lian said, sitting to the side. "You can stay here and let him see what it's like."

Zou Xun closed his eyes wearily.

He was still staying in a single room, with only him and Zou Lian in the room. The room was very quiet, but there was some noise in the corridor outside. Intermittent footsteps and conversations came in through the gaps in the door that weren't closed properly.

The words struck Zou Xun with a sense of disorientation.

He raised his other hand and placed it on his forehead. He wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back down.

From a very young age, he knew that Zou Lian had suffered a lot in giving birth to him, was harassed by Xie Xingbang's wife in various ways, and even went into premature labor.

Given this premise, he lacked the confidence to say anything.

I owe you so much, I have no words to express it.

I don't know how much time passed before the ward door was opened.

He heard Zou Lian's resentful voice, "You actually came?"

"Since I promised you I would come, I will not break my promise."

A deep voice suddenly rang out in the room.

Zou Xun slowly opened his eyes.

Through my blurry vision, Xie Xingbang, dressed in a suit and tie, stood by the bed with a concerned expression on his face.

Zou Xun found this concern somewhat laughable.

His father was absent from his childhood.

When Xie Xingbang reached out to touch his forehead, Zou Xun subconsciously turned his face away.

The man's palm smelled of smoke. He paused for a few seconds, then quietly withdrew it.

Xie Xingbang asked Zou Lian, "You were perfectly fine, why did you suddenly develop a fever?"

Zou Lian was a master liar: "Xiao Xun went out with some friends and got caught in the rain on the way back."

Xie Xingbang sat on the sofa next to him. The driver brought out a fruit basket. He picked out an apple, peeled it clumsily, and said with a hint of reproach, "You're not a child anymore. How can you still make such a basic mistake?"

Perhaps it was because he had been caught in the rain all day, or perhaps it was because he was sick, but the thread that had been tightly held in his heart suddenly snapped.

Zou Xun propped himself up on the bed with one hand and struggled to sit up. He shivered and stared at Xie Xingbang with his dark eyes. "Don't put on airs like a CEO in front of me."

Xie Xingbang was stunned. He had never dared to be so arrogant in front of him before. Xie Yanhuai had only dared to give him a cold shoulder and dared not say anything.

In addition, Zou Xun usually liked to act obediently in front of him.

He stared at Zou Xun in shock, his voice filled with disbelief: "What did you say?"

Zou Lian was also taken aback for a moment, then gently patted Zou Xun's shoulder, "How dare you talk to your father like that?"

Zou Xun repeated firmly in a calm tone, "I said, don't put on your CEO act in front of me. It's not intimidating at all, and it's ridiculous."

Upon hearing this, the driver who was guarding the door took out a cigarette from his pocket and quietly left.

Xie Xingbang stared at Zou Xun for a long time, then turned his head and bombarded Zou Lian with a scathing rebuke.

"Look at the good son you raised, he has no manners at all."

Zou Lian protested, feeling wronged: "I didn't..."

Xie Xingbang put one hand on his hip, took two deep breaths, and stared at Zou Xun with a puzzled look.

The boy had one hand hanging by his side, the other hand, which had been injected, resting on the blanket. His hair was disheveled and hung over his forehead. His pale cheeks were flushed from the fever, but his dark eyes looked at him with a cold gaze.

Xie Xingbang felt a sudden unease.

He adopted a stern fatherly tone: "Look at yourself now, do you have any manners at all?"

"I don't even have a father." Zou Xun seemed to find his statement ridiculous, and slightly curled her lips. "Where would I get any manners from?"