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Beijing Capital International Airport, Terminal 3.

Soothing cello music filled the VIP waiting room, while the air was filled with the aroma of expensive fragrances and freshly ground coffee.

This was a haven for the privileged class, isolated from the noise and crowds of the outer hall.

Chen Tianyu huddled in a corner on a leather sofa, his hat pulled low, and a pair of huge sunglasses perched on his nose, obscuring most of his face.

Although he was holding a glass of champagne, his hand was shaking so badly that the champagne sloshed around in the glass and almost spilled.

"Boarding for QF108 to Sydney is about to begin..."

The moment the broadcast started, Chen Tianyu shuddered violently, then let out a long breath.

Once he's on the plane and has crossed the border, he's free.

The black card in his pocket contained fifty million in cash, enough for him to squander in Australia for several years.

As for the Chen family? As for that tyrannical father who wanted to beat him to death? Screw him!

"Old man, don't blame me for being ruthless." Chen Tianyu tilted his head back and downed a glass of champagne, a twisted glee on his lips. "You were the one who was heartless first. For a lousy company, for a few measly coins, you were going to beat me to death. Since the Chen family is going to be finished, this money will only fill the hole for you anyway, so let me take it with me, as a way of leaving an heir for the Chen family."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt he was right, and even felt that he was enduring humiliation to continue the family line.

Just as he got up to head to the boarding gate, the automatic doors to the waiting area slid open.

Several uniformed ground staff walked in, their eyes scanning the crowd as if searching for something.

Chen Tianyu's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously pulled his hat brim down even lower and quickened his pace.

……

Meanwhile, in a VIP ward of a private hospital in Beijing.

The electrocardiogram monitor emitted a monotonous beeping sound.

Chen He lay on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube in his nose, his face ashen, like an old newspaper.

He woke up just twenty minutes ago.

The moment he woke up, he received a tearful phone call from the CFO. The company's last remaining working capital, 50 million yuan, which was intended to pay employee severance and supplier outstanding payments, had been embezzled by Chen Tianyu through forged company seals and underground banks.

"Beast...you beast..."

A line of cloudy tears slid down Chen He's cheek.

He wanted to yell, to smash things, but he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

This is the good son he has spoiled for over twenty years.

This is the heir he sees as the family's hope.

When he, as a father, needed money to save his life the most, and when he was struggling to save his family business, his son stabbed him in the back with the most fatal blow.

Just then, my personal cell phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.

Chen He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.

But he had a gut feeling that he knew who it was.

With trembling fingers, I pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

"Mr. Chen, are you awake?"

Bai Jingyou's lazy, somewhat magnetic voice came through the receiver.

There was no mockery, no gloating; it was as calm as greeting an old friend.

"Bai... Jingyou..." Chen He's voice was hoarse, each word seeming to be squeezed out from his lungs, "Are you here to... make a fool of yourself?"

"I don't care about jokes, I only care about results." Bai Jingyou's voice remained calm. "I heard your son is at Terminal 3, preparing to fly to Sydney. It's the last direct flight, taking off in fifteen minutes."

Chen He's pupils suddenly contracted, his breathing became rapid, and the numbers on the monitor began to jump wildly.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you want to do." Bai Jingyou chuckled. "President Chen, you're a smart man. That fifty million is the Chen Group's last lifeline. If this money slips away, tomorrow morning, suppliers will block the door, employees will strike, and the bank will immediately file for bankruptcy liquidation. And as the legal representative, you'll probably spend your twilight years in prison for suspected embezzlement and malicious fraud."

Chen He closed his eyes in anguish.

Every word Bai Jingyou uttered was like a steel nail, precisely driven into his Achilles' heel.

"But..." Bai Jingyou changed the subject, "What if the money hadn't gone? What if the money had been recovered?"

"How can I chase after him..." Chen He gave a bitter laugh, "He's my son... Do you expect me to..."

"Mr. Chen, there are no fathers and sons in the business world." Bai Jingyou's voice turned cold, carrying a chilling rationality. "Now you only have two paths before you. First, fulfill your fatherly love, let him take the money and live a carefree life in Australia, and you go to jail for him, the Chen family will be condemned for eternity and completely collapse."

"second……"

Bai Jingyou paused for a moment, his tone carrying a devilish allure.

"Call the police. In your capacity as the group's chairman, file a formal complaint against Chen Tianyu for embezzlement and misappropriation of public funds. Once the police open a case, customs will immediately intercept the money. The money can be recovered, and you can also explain to the shareholders and creditors that this was just a personal act and had nothing to do with the Chen Group."

A deathly silence fell over the ward.

Only the piercing beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor pounded against Chen He's heart.

Call the police?

Sending your only son to prison with your own hands?

That was the treasure he had cherished since childhood! That was the son he would sell Chenguang Square to protect!

"President Chen, time is running out." Bai Jingyou glanced at his watch, his tone calm. "The cabin door will close in ten minutes. You have only ten minutes to decide whether to be a loving father and go to jail, or to be a responsible chairman and cut your losses to survive."

"Bai Jingyou...you are a devil..." Chen He cried, his voice choked with sobs.

"Thank you for the compliment. But I prefer to call it rationality."

The phone hangs up.

Chen He stared intently at the phone, the screen gradually darkening, reflecting his aged and desperate face.

On one side is the deep bond of family, and on the other is the foundation built through a lifetime of hard work and the freedom to enjoy one's later years.

In the past, he would have chosen his son without hesitation.

But now...

The image of Chen Tianyu's resolute departure with the money flashed through his mind, as did his son's indifferent words, "Sell the rest of the broken land."

A bone-chilling coldness shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head—the despair of being betrayed by my closest loved ones.

"You're heartless... don't blame me for being unjust..."

With trembling hands, Chen He dialed a number that had been in his phone for a long time but which he had never thought of calling—the phone number of the captain of the Economic Crime Investigation Detachment.

"Hello... This is Chen He. I want to report a crime... My company's CFO, Chen Tianyu, is suspected of embezzling a huge sum of money and is preparing to flee the country..."

After saying this, Chen He seemed to have used up the last bit of strength in his body, and his phone slipped onto the bed sheet. He looked up at the pale ceiling and let out a wail that was both a cry and a laugh.

……

Terminal 3, boarding gate.

Chen Tianyu had already passed through the ticket gate and was walking on the jet bridge. Looking at the cabin door so close at hand, a wildly joyful smile spread across his face.

Australia's sunshine, beaches, bikini-clad beauties... a wonderful life beckons to him!

"Mr. Chen Tianyu!"

A stern shout came from behind.

Chen Tianyu froze, instinctively wanting to turn around, but was firmly held down on his shoulders by two strong hands.

"Who! Let me go! I'm a first-class passenger! Do you know who I am?" Chen Tianyu struggled desperately and shouted loudly.

"Of course we know who you are."

Two uniformed police officers tied his arms behind his back and pressed him firmly against the glass wall of the walkway.

The lead officer showed his badge and a freshly printed detention warrant.

"Chen Tianyu, you are suspected of embezzling a huge amount of public funds from the Chen Group by abusing your position. You are now under criminal detention in accordance with the law."

"Bullshit! Nonsense!" Chen Tianyu's face was pressed against the glass, his features contorted, yet he still roared madly, "That's my family's money! I'm the young master of the Chen family! What kind of embezzlement is it for me to take my own family's money! Get my dad here! I want to see my dad!"

Passengers boarding the plane nearby stopped in their tracks, took out their phones to take pictures and videos, and pointed and whispered about the disheveled rich kid.

The officer looked at him with a mixture of pity and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Young Master Chen, there's no need to call out. It was your father, Chairman Chen He, who personally reported the case and provided all the evidence of the transfers."

"Wh...what?"

Chen Tianyu's struggles stopped instantly.

His eyes widened, his pupils dilated, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible! That's my dad! He loves me the most! He even sold Chenguang Square to save me, how could he possibly call the police to arrest me?"

"Where's my dad? I need to call him! You must have made a mistake! That bastard Bai Jingyou must have framed me!"

Chen Tianyu cried hysterically, his face covered in snot and tears, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"Take him away." The officer waved his hand, ignoring the madman.

The cold handcuffs snapped shut on his wrists.

As he was being escorted out of the covered bridge, Chen Tianyu looked through the huge glass window at the gray sky outside. In that instant, he finally realized that the Chen family, who would always clean up his messes and endlessly tolerate him, no longer existed.

He buried all of this with his own hands, and his father put the coffin lid on him with his own hands.