Night fell silently over Beijing.

A cool evening breeze slipped in through the open window, brushing across the brightly lit living room, yet the atmosphere inside felt as stagnant as frozen ground in winter.

The three figures stood silently facing each other, none of them speaking first.

Shen Shuche met the two gazes directed at him, and took a deep drag on the cigarette between his fingers.

The grayish-white smoke slowly dissipated, only to be instantly torn apart and vanished by the evening breeze that swept through the hall.

Why?

After the smoke cleared, Shen Luoning's clear questioning voice finally broke the silence.

Shen Shuche glanced sideways at Song Lianqing, who stood beside him, her expression calm and silent. He forcefully stubbed out his cigarette in the jade ashtray, remaining silent.

"Dad! Why did you hurt him?"

Shen Luoning's voice suddenly became louder.

Faced with his daughter, whom he had always been proud of, he was at a loss as to how to explain the complicated reasons behind it all.

He had already found out what happened in Yandu, but the core details were deliberately concealed.

Even the people from the Mingyou Bureau made a special trip to visit him.

He couldn't understand why the Mingyou Bureau was protecting Shen Shuchou, but he also realized that this young man with the blood of the Shen family was far more special than he had imagined.

"I don't care what kind of schemes are behind this."

Shen Luoning's voice gradually became hoarse and red.

"He has your blood in his veins, so he should belong to the Shen family. No matter the reason, you should not have the intention to kill him."

"Go back to your room first. I need to talk to your father alone."

During the stalemate, Song Lianqing, who had been standing silently, finally spoke.

"Mom, but..."

Shen Luoning turned around and met her mother's cold and calm eyes, and her words caught in her throat.

She was so focused on her emotional questioning that she completely forgot Song Lianqing was still there.

"Listen to me, go back."

Song Lianqing spoke calmly, yet with an undeniable certainty.

Shen Luoning pursed her lips, took one last look at the ever-silent Shen Shuche, and finally turned and went back to her room.

The room fell completely silent.

Song Lianqing raised her eyes and looked calmly at the man beside her: "Tomorrow, I will take Luo Ning back to the Song family."

Shen Shuche then raised his eyes and slowly said, "I will handle everything."

"deal with?"

A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of Song Lianqing's lips. "Are you planning to continue targeting him?"

"You don't need to worry about this," Shen Shuche said in a calm tone.

Song Lianqing looked at him and softly asked, "If this hadn't happened today, were you planning to keep it from me forever?"

"I only found out recently."

Shen Shuche responded in a deep voice.

Song Lianqing stared at him quietly, unable to discern whether his words were true or false.

After a moment, she slowly spoke, cutting to the chase: "It's someone surnamed Mu, isn't it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Shuche's expression changed drastically. He abruptly looked up at her and lowered his voice, "You investigated me?"

Song Lianqing chuckled softly, her smile faint and devoid of warmth.

"It's hardly an investigation." Her expression was calm, and her words were clear. "I've known about her for over a decade."

"You deliberately approached me back then. If I knew nothing about your past, how could I have dared to stay with you?"

Her tone was calm and unwavering: "I've always known that you approached me back then because you were using the Song family's influence to try and secure your position as the head of the Shen family."

Shen Shuche looked at her intently.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that his wife, who had been by his side for many years and was gentle and calm, was never as gentle and simple as she appeared on the surface.

"We are both from distinguished families."

Song Lianqing continued calmly.

"Who doesn't have ambition when caught in the game of fame and fortune? You lend me the Song family's influence, I lend you the Shen family's power, we rely on each other, I never care about these things."

"But there's one thing I never expected."

Her tone was slightly cold, "You acted so rashly, leaving yourself with such a huge source of trouble."

I'm giving you two choices.

Song Lianqing didn't give him a chance to interrupt, her tone calm to the point of being almost icy:

"First, you insist on doing things your way and continuing to harm him. But if that happens, I will immediately take Luo Ning and leave the Shen family for good."

Shen Shuche's brows furrowed suddenly: "The second one?"

"Summon him back to the Shen family."

Song Lianqing spoke clearly, "You must publicly acknowledge him, bring him back to the Shen residence, and let the entire Beijing social circle know that the Shen family still has this bloodline."

Shen Shuche's gaze hardened: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"The fact that the Mingyou Bureau went to the trouble of protecting him is enough to prove that he is no ordinary person."

Song Lianqing calmly analyzed the situation.

"He has a powerful force behind him that even the Mingyou Bureau fears. Your insistence on making an enemy of him will bring nothing but harm to the Shen family and to us."

"The Shen family has never been the only dominant force in Beijing."

She continued in a deep voice, "Once you completely break ties with the forces behind him, the other lurking powers will simply wait for an opportunity to strike and reap the benefits."

"Instead of confronting him head-on, it would be better to take the opportunity to bring him back to the Shen family. Firstly, we can slowly probe his background without alerting him. Secondly, if used properly, this unknown power can actually become an asset to the Shen family."

Shen Shuche stared at her intently, his heart filled with tremor. After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "What if he refuses to come back?"

"He didn't want to go back to the Shen family, so we took the initiative to go find him."

Song Lianqing said with certainty, "At the same time, we will reveal his identity to the outside world and inform everyone that a branch of the Shen family has been separated from the family. Even if we don't actively test him, others will test the depths of his background for us."

As she finished speaking, a faint self-mockery flashed across her eyes, and she added softly:

"Besides, I also want to see with my own eyes what exactly made that son of the Mu family able to defeat me."

"I think you should know what to do."

Song Lianqing said.

Shen Shuche was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Let me remind you one last time: you weren't the first to know about his background. Within the Shen family, there were people who knew everything much earlier than you, and I think you know who that person is."

Song Lianqing casually tossed out this suggestion, then turned and walked back to her bedroom without lingering any longer, leaving Shen Shuche standing alone in the stagnant study.

Shen Shuche instantly realized the identity of the person secretly spying on him, but with the impending crisis, investigating the mole was not the priority. He picked up the private landline on the table and dialed a number he knew by heart.

The phone rang briefly a few times before being answered.

"I am Shen Shuche."

A cold, indifferent laugh came from the other end of the receiver.

"I know."

Shen Shuchou, who was in Suzhou, lowered his eyes. Shen Shuche's attack on him had already ignited the anger in his heart.

Shen Wanfu had told him earlier that he had the blood of the Shen family, but he had never wanted to return to the clan, nor was he willing to explore the buried past.

However, the Shen family pressed him relentlessly and provoked him repeatedly, completely eroding his remaining composure.

After the incident in Yandu, Shen Shuchou had expected that the Shen family would come knocking on his door again, but he did not expect that just one night later, the Shen family in Beijing would call him directly.

On the other end of the phone was the body's nominal biological father, but Shen Shuchou's heart was not stirred by even a ripple of familial affection.

Shen Shuche held his phone, his chest trembling slightly for no apparent reason, but that strange feeling quickly subsided into stillness.

"Come out and meet us. Since you have the blood of the Shen family, you should come back and acknowledge your ancestors."

Shen Shuchou sneered, "When you were scheming against me and trying to kill me, why didn't you mention acknowledging your ancestry? Now that you can't do anything to me, you remember I'm a member of the Shen family?"

"presumptuous!"

Shen Shuche coldly retorted, "I am still your father. Do you really think you can stand against the entire Shen family with the power behind you?"

Shen Shuchou, too lazy to argue, said in a stern tone, "Then let's play a game. Let's see who dies first."

Shen Shuche was speechless for a moment.

Just then, a calm and steady female voice came through the receiver.

"Shen Shuchou, I am Song Lianqing."

Song Lianqing spoke calmly, without a trace of apology, yet every word she uttered was calculated: "He acted impulsively before. You may not acknowledge your father, but you should know that your birth mother's surname is not Shen."

The birth mother's surname was Mu.

Shen Shuchou instantly recalled Shen Wanfu's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he fell silent for a moment.

"Time and place".

"Tomorrow, to the Shen family in the capital," Song Lian said calmly. "When you arrive in the capital, someone will pick you up."

The phone hangs up.

Song Lianqing looked up at Shen Shuche, her gaze sharp: "Shouldn't you have dealt with that guy surnamed Mu?"

"A fight broke out, and their fate is uncertain."

Shen Shuche's face was gloomy.

"Then consider her dead," Song Lianqing said in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Are you going to use this to lie to him?"

"Without deception, could you have persuaded him to come?"

Song Lianqing lowered her eyes, her words clear and distinct: "We need to bring him to the capital first, then we can make our move."

Shen Shuche silently acquiesced.

-

Suzhou, balcony.

Yu Linghuan walked gracefully to Shen Shuchou's side and said softly, "Do you need me to help you sort this out?"

Shen Shuchou shook his head: "No need."

Yu Linghuan immediately put on a resentful look: "That's right, you're surrounded by beauties, and I'm the most inconspicuous one."

Shen Shuchou chuckled helplessly and asked, "Now that you're here, what about Shuiwei?"

A sly glint flashed in Yu Linghuan's eyes, and she deliberately raised her voice, feigning ignorance: "Yu Shuiwei? Who's that? I don't know her."

Before Shen Shuchou could stop her, she immediately drew out her words and added with a smile, "Oh! I remember now, it's someone who was unfaithful and had a child with me, right? Thank you for reminding me."

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to carry throughout the entire villa.

Shen Shuchou rubbed his forehead, gritting his teeth as he looked at the woman beside him who was smirking: "You vixen, you're clearly doing this on purpose."

"Tsk tsk, so you still remember that I'm a vixen?"

Yu Linghuan brought her red lips close to his ear, her breath soft and intimate.

"So what if I did it on purpose? The girls in the room all have a fierce aura, and I can't afford to offend them. Plus, Hu Baibai isn't around, so I can only find some amusement."

She spoke in a suggestive, hushed tone: "Moreover, my allure is never merely superficial. You understand some things all too well."

She emphasized the word "deep" very heavily!

The gaze behind me instantly grew colder.

Luo Shisan's voice was slightly cool, carrying a hint of chill: "Good brother... you actually have a child."

Fifth Qinghan's eyes surged with murderous intent, his tone obsessive and manic: "I told you long ago, these sluts all deserve to die."

Tantai Chigu gently stroked her lower abdomen and whispered with anticipation, "Chigu... also wants to have a child with the Dao Master."

Only Pei Rou looked completely bewildered, scratching her head and innocently asking, "Child? Whose child? What does 'I understand deeply' mean?"

In the sea of ​​blood, Hongyu watched this scene quietly, already used to her master's behavior.

Sometimes she couldn't tell whether her master was truly foolish or shrewd, but after several encounters, Hongyu leaned more towards the former—foolish to the point of being closed-minded and lacking any insight.

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