Retiring After Clocking 10,000,000 Kilometers

Fu Nanli buttoned the last button and fixed his sleeves, then went out. The worried Uncle Li wondered if this stubborn young master had heeded his words.

Once out of the ward, he handed his luggage to the bodyguard, then hurriedly followed behind that leggy young master. The hospital management executives personally walked them to their car.

To get to the seaside villa, the car weaved through long tree-lined trails, before entering the main entrance. They then drove through the mountain roads for another ten odd minutes, during which Uncle Li refreshed his memories on his major life events.

"Young Master, you've been studying in an elite private school in Europe since young. You later went to do your undergraduate in MIT. Also, you're fluent in English, French and German…"

The car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

"Got it." There was a bland expression on his face.

It was drizzling lightly. Uncle Li got out of the car and opened a large black umbrella to shelter his young master from the rain. With his brisk footsteps, Fu Nanli entered the corridor in two to three steps. Some rainwater had gotten onto his shoulder, and he flicked it away with his finger, not seeming to mind it.

It seemed like the old master had just returned from playing golf in the backyard. He removed his raincoat, and a servant took it from him and handed him a dry towel.

Fu Huaiyong wiped his gray hair then tossed the towel to a servant by the side. At the sight of Fu Nanli, his emotions were complex.

Moving forward, Fu Nanli went up and greeted his grandfather.

Fu Huaiyong said with a heavy sigh. "Your maternal grandfather's dying wish is for you to become a pilot, and you heeded his words. Do you need me, your paternal grandfather to pass away and leave a dying wish for you to take over Vast Skye, before you'll obey me?"

The atmosphere was quite solemn, so much so Uncle Li didn't even dare to breathe heavily. There was forever only one topic of conversation between this grandfather-and-grandson duo—

'When are you going to inherit my company?'

'You should be fair towards your maternal and paternal grandfather.'

'The only difference between your maternal grandfather and I is merely that one has passed away, while one is still alive.'

'Are you only going to do as I say when I die?'

On the way back Uncle Li had filled him in on plenty of random stuff.

"I promised you that I will return to Vast Skye after clocking 10,000,000 kilometers in the skies."

Fu Huaiyong let out a soft tsk, and the atmosphere plunged to freezing point.

Uncle Li tried to ease the tension by saying, "Young Master clocks about 20,000 kilometers in one round trip to Munich. He flies twice a week, so that makes 2,000,000 kilometers a year. It's been four years. I estimate he'll finish clocking the 10,000,000 kilometers in one year."

Fu Huaiyong let out a sigh. "Do you know that every one of your uncles and cousins are ambitious fellows? Yet you're wasting your time in that airline company. Are you really not worried that those greedy and ambitious collateral relatives of yours will seize Vast Skye from you?"

"With alpha female Mrs. Fu holding down the fort, I don't think it'll be that easily snatched away by others."

Uncle Li was also the one who refreshed his memory on this.

Old Master Fu was about to say something, when Fu Nanli said, "Sorry, I'm a little tired, I will go upstairs to rest."

In this big clan, only this young master dared to treat him in this manner.

Watching Fu Nanli's untamed back view, despite feeling furious, Old Master Fu couldn't bear to flare up at him. But that was only inevitable, for his only son had died early, and he was only left with this one grandson.

Uncle Li quickly went up and poured Old Master Fu tea. "Doesn't Young Master's behavior tell us that he is one to keep his promises? Since he could fulfill his promise to clock ten million kilometers in the skies to his maternal grandfather so dutifully, he surely won't go back on his word about entering Vast Skye after that. You merely have to wait for a year more."

Old Master Fu seemed preoccupied with troubles. "I'm not sure if I'm imagining things, but I keep feeling that those relatives are up to something lately. I'm already advanced in age, and can only pin my hopes on him."

Braving the rain that lasted for a day, Wen Qiao, who felt that she was pretty dedicated to her role as a girlfriend, went to the hospital again. It was only after she reached that she was notified by a nurse that 'Mr. Fu had already discharged'.

Wen Qiao was speechless.

Alright, maybe she was flattering herself. He didn't even notify her about his discharge.

With an umbrella in hand, she was about to walk to the elevators, when she heard someone mention Fu Nanli's name as she passed by the safety exit.

"Mm, Fu Nanli didn't die."