He suddenly realized that he was like a precise computer, perfectly pursuing money, maintaining the Guan family’s luxurious facade.
Wealth rolled like a snowball, growing larger, and his world became increasingly empty and lonely. “Wealth” was an ivory tower adorned with gold and jade, while outside the window was an endless cold and frozen wilderness.
He vaguely remembered hearing a nanny’s fairy tale when he was very young – a proud prince turned into a monster by a witch, and the curse would never be lifted unless someone truly loved him…
He remembered this fairy tale because his grandfather, who provided him with “royal education,” discovered the nanny telling fairy tales as bedtime stories and flew into a rage, immediately firing her.
The young him didn’t understand, only panicking that he had done something wrong to anger his grandfather. The nanny’s backward glance as she left made a lasting impression on Guan Longji.
The tear-filled eyes contained not just reluctance, but an emotion he didn’t understand at the time – until years later, he realized it was called “sympathy”.
Sympathy? Yes, sympathy.
The nanny sympathized that he didn’t have a normal childhood, sympathized with his strict education, sympathized that he lacked maternal care, sympathized with his loneliness.
It was only after entering his teenage years that he understood: not every child studied at home, taught by tutors in multiple languages, astronomy, geography, philosophy, religion, humanities, business… and then obtained dual degrees through distance learning.
As soon as his wings were strong, under his grandfather’s authorization, he took over the largest Asian telecommunications media operation, using the Guan family’s financial backing to expand their business territory.
People looked at him with respect, flattery, fear, and admiration. He had forgotten that he was once the object of the nanny’s “sympathy”.
Until he met Shuijing – her eyes were so clear and warm, with a hint of curiosity and undisguised agility and emotion.
A smile of happiness and joy never left her pale pink lips.
And so, he completely fell…
He looked at the little one nestled in his chest, her eyes as lively and clever as before, but with an added touch of mischief and playfulness.
