The Strongest Terror System

Although Dong Jie said it was enough to have her here, Xia Feng still waited until Xia Hongyuan woke up.

Xia Hongyuan rested for the night, and her complexion seemed to be much better. Obviously, like Dong Jie, it was because of the removal of a heart disease, which of course could also be described as the opening of a heart knot.

"Okay son, hurry up and go back to rest. Dad will never feel better than now."

Hearing what Xia Hongyuan said, Xia Feng didn't insist any longer, nodded and left the ward.

As soon as Xia Feng went out, Dong Jie asked Xia Hongyuan with concern:

"Uncle Xia, are you really okay?"

"It's really okay, this time it's really thanks to Xia Feng, Uncle Xia is really happy, not only for your father's revenge for our old brothers, but also for Xia Feng's excellence.

For so many years, I've been dodging, I didn't even dare to live with him..."

When Xia Hongyuan said this, he wondered if he remembered the panic he had endured by himself all these years, and suddenly became choked up and didn't say anything.

"Actually, Uncle Xia, before I lived with Xia Feng, I really didn't know that Xia Feng was so good. I always thought he was as ignorant as you described to me..."

"Yeah, you said how stupid my father is. For such an excellent child, I would think that he is ignorant, and I will panic that he will not achieve anything in the future, and will only eat the money I left behind."

Hearing Xia Hongyuan's guilt-filled introspection, Dong Jie also quickly persuaded:

"Actually, it's not that you don't know him well. Although you are in the same city, you don't meet many times. It's nothing more than getting to know him through his head teacher. Most head teachers use grades to judge a student's quality. Xia Feng's grades were poor in the past, so naturally the teacher wouldn't say anything nice."

"It's true, last time Xia Feng didn't know how to get the first place in the city, their head teacher chatted with me for more than 15 minutes for the first time, and he was full of praise for Xia Feng.

In the past, I always asked him for dinner, and he said that he didn’t have time. After that time, he would occasionally send me a message asking if I had time, and he wanted to invite the two of us to dinner. "

"Oh yes, Xia Feng also writes novels, did you know that?"

Dong Jie suddenly thought of this at this time, and asked Xia Hongyuan.

Although Xia Feng had previously told her not to tell Xia Hongyuan about this, she felt that Xia Hongyuan really didn't know too much about Xia Feng. Besides, this writing was a good thing, and it would make Xia Hongyuan happy.

"Writing novels? This kid has always been the last to study. How could he write novels?"

Xia Hongyuan's face was full of disbelief after hearing this.

"Uncle Xia, I really have to tell you one thing, why do you always underestimate your own son?"

"Cough cough... Maybe he did too many stupid things in the past, so he left this habit for me, and didn't dare to think about the good.

Did he really write novels? What novel are you writing? "

When Xia Hongyuan said this, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Xia Feng suddenly came to him and asked him to buy the copyright of a book called "Death Block", and recalling Xia Feng's various knowledge about copyright, he suddenly began to believe Dong Jie may not be talking nonsense.

"It's this book, called Blocks of Death, which I've read along with it, and it's very well written, and it's also very popular on the website.

You see, Xia Feng's novels are on the click list, recommendation list, and even sales list. "

Dong Jie handed the phone to Xia Hongyuan, Xia Hongyuan swiped left and right, and sure enough, he found Xia Feng's books on several rankings. Although they are all at the bottom of the rankings, even if there are not tens of millions of books on the website, there must be As many as several million, the books written by Xia Feng can be ranked 12th and 13th, which is very telling.

"Haha, it's amazing, my son is really amazing!

Xiaojie, you can take a picture and send it to me later. I have to send it to the company group and some of my circles, so that those people can see how good my son is.

Some of their comments that looked down on Xia Feng were ignorant. "

If he were to describe how happy Xia Hongyuan was now, he would be a beggar who had saved up to two yuan for decades, and then bought a lottery ticket and won the five million jackpot.

It can be said that his current feeling is only stronger than this situation.

Since Xia Feng went to school, although no one dared to say it in front of him, he had heard too much and laughed at Xia Feng's voice.

And Xia Feng is his son, laughing at Xia Feng is tantamount to laughing at him, and it will hurt him even more.

After all, the fault of not raising the godfather, Xia Feng's poor grades in school, poor popularity, and all kinds of bad deeds are not secrets in his circle of friends and in the company.

Many people look down on him, and the most common sentence is that the son that Xia Hongyuan raised, no matter how much money he earns, he will not be enough to lose his family in the future.

Children from other people's families often come to a singing competition for excellence awards, three good students, first in arcane arts, top ten in the year group, etc., even if they don't win any awards, at least they can be a group leader in the class.

At his age, it is past the time to compare himself, most of which are compared with children. After all, the next generation is the future, and it is the key to whether the company can continue to be strong, or whether it can grow from weakness to rise.

But every time he heard his friends talk about the child, he would selectively pretend not to hear, or pretend to leave because he felt that the figure of himself leaving must be particularly embarrassing and funny in the eyes of those people.

So he didn't underestimate his son subconsciously, but he had been underestimated too many times, and he had already accepted this reality.

He didn't want Xia Feng to stand out, and he didn't expect Xia Feng to be good. After all, his father failed to fulfill his responsibilities and just wanted to leave a solid future for Xia Feng.

So few people can feel how happy and proud he is at this time.

For many people's fantasy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that a super rich biological father will suddenly appear one day, Xia Hongyuan can almost say that he suddenly has a super excellent son.

"Uncle Xia, I think it's fine for you to know about it yourself, but don't tell it, because he won't let me tell you."

"Why can't you say good things? And he won't let you tell me about his novels?"

"Uh... He said he was afraid that you would lose the motivation to continue making money."

Dong Jie said with a strange expression.

"This brat is talking nonsense."

Hearing Dong Jie's answer, Xia Hongyuan suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Uncle Xia, Xia Feng is still a high school student after all, and very few people know about writing. There must be many parents of No. 1 middle school students in your circle of friends. If you let them know, it may not take a few days. Everyone knows it.

I think Xia Feng may not like to be public, and he likes to be low-key. "