I cultivate the Purple Mansion Golden Elixir Dao on Earth

Before long, Jiang Songjing had written a document in the main hall of the manor.

After signing his name, and with the joint witness of several lawyers and notaries immediately invited by the Yang family, he handed over the statement of renunciation of inheritance to Yang Ruixing.

After receiving the paper, Yang Ruixing, who had remained silent, had a strange expression.

He seemed to want to laugh, but for some reason his eyebrows were also slightly furrowed.

But the expressions of the others present towards Jiang Songjing changed completely, becoming much gentler.

Although he has not yet formally begun his cultivation, he has already received the inheritance, and Jiang Songjing's perception is now far more acute than before.

Therefore, he could vaguely sense the aura of the other people in the room.

A declaration was made and notarization was completed.

Apart from the two Yang women and Uncle Shan, everyone else seemed much friendlier.

Jiang Songjing knew perfectly well the reason for this change.

After all, in today's society, people like him who would give up at least hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars in benefits for a moment of anger are practically extinct.

So, who wouldn't feel a bit more respect for this kind of hothead who's almost extinct... someone who only appears in novels and TV dramas?!

"...I don't quite understand you anymore."

Yang Ruixing took the paper in his hand, called over the lawyer, and solemnly instructed him to put it in the safe in the manor. At the same time, he patted Jiang Songjing on the shoulder with a sigh.

Then, for the first time, he showed Jiang Songjing an extremely sincere expression.

"I used to think your poise and demeanor were all an act. But..."

"...After all, we share half the blood. If you have any needs in the future, feel free to ask me. If you want to stay in the Yang family, I will also arrange a suitable position for you in the group."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanyi snorted, but neither agreed nor disagreed.

Jiang Songjing simply smiled and shook her head.

"No need. I just want to see Chairman Ying as soon as possible and get information about my mother from him."

"...Yes, yes."

Yang Ruixing nodded.

"My father is not at the manor. He is currently recuperating in a high-end private hospital that our group has invested in."

"...Actually, I originally planned to host a welcome dinner for you at home today, so you could get some rest. But since you insisted so much... I'll ask around at the hospital and then head over to see him."

Upon hearing this, Yang's second uncle's brows twitched slightly.

He seemed to want to say something more, but Yang Ruixing immediately glared at him.

"Second Uncle."

"Since my younger brother is so noble and has given up his inheritance, I see no reason for you to continue pressuring him."

"So, the few of us are going to see Father... it's a family talk, so you don't need to come along today, do you?"

Logically speaking, the middle-aged man should have frowned deeply and angrily retorted.

But he showed no anger whatsoever, only nodding and smiling:

"Alright, since Ruixing has spoken, as an elder, I can't refuse to give you face... As for how to handle the group's affairs in the future, let's see how we each do then."

Having said that, the middle-aged man no longer lingered.

After making concessions in a neither forceful nor soft manner, he turned and walked away.

Yang Ruixing coldly watched his retreating figure, then glanced sideways at Yang Wanyi.

Jiang Songjing stood aside, but she knew perfectly well that the middle-aged man's compromise and concessions were ultimately due to her own statement.

Choosing to give up inheritance is like a player at a poker table choosing to leave the game, giving up a large amount of their chips to be divided up.

As a result of this extra pile of chips, the other two players temporarily entered a truce.

...It's fair to say that I essentially acted as a lubricant.

"However... none of this concerns me."

Jiang Songjing simply smiled, without a trace of regret or greed in her heart.

Just then, a voice that hadn't spoken since leaving the airport rang out.

It was the voice of a young girl from the Yang family.

"Now that I've brought my partner, this matter has nothing to do with me anymore."

"...I have some new experiments to do, so I'll head back to school first."

Yang Xiyi spoke softly, but judging from her demeanor, she wasn't asking for anyone's opinion.

After saying that, she walked straight out of the manor gate.

As the others watched, Yang Xiyi disappeared outside the door.

"This little sister..."

Yang Ruixing sighed.

He sighed with a mixture of bitterness and indulgence.

However, Yang Wanyi, who was standing next to him, made a sour sound:

"Heh, it's the same old story... Before my grandfather died, she said she wanted to go back to school to do research; and before my mother died, she didn't even look at her one last time."

"...But the old man covered all these things up for her."

"Now, the old man is on his deathbed, and she still won't go to see him... Maybe even after he dies, she'll still get a large slice of his inheritance. This kind of heartless, brainless idiot..."

His tone was a mixture of bitterness and jealousy.

Yang Ruixing looked at her coldly.

This time, Yang Ruixing was finally enraged and issued an unprecedentedly harsh statement:

"Yang Wanyi, watch your words!!"

The voice was extremely cold and sharp, with an aura that seemed to want to devour someone.

For a moment, Yang Wanyi's expression froze.

Even Jiang Songjing was slightly taken aback and glanced at Yang Ruixing.

Yang Ruixing seemed to realize his lapse in composure only then, but he gave a soft hum, made no comment, and simply brushed the matter aside, saying indifferently:

"Since it's all agreed upon, I'll make a call to confirm, and then I'll go see my father."

"...Uncle Shan, we'll have to trouble you to drive us this time."

The composed middle-aged man nodded silently.

……

Soon, everything was confirmed.

Yang Ruixing nodded to Uncle Shan:

"We can meet with my father now, let's go."

We're finally going to meet.

Jiang Songjing's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Even now, he still despises his biological father.

Even though Jiang Songjing was usually calm and collected, he couldn't help but feel a little curious about that person.

After all... he had seen far too many foreshadowings along the way.

That old man named Ying Manyuan, despite being a son-in-law, held great power in the Yang family. Even a fool could imagine how difficult that must have been!

How could one not be astonished by his skill?

Moreover, during her journey to Beijing, Jiang Songjing also took advantage of some free time to search for information about Yingmanyuan online.

But those documents only mention how Ying Manyuan, as the chairman of the group, planned carefully before acting, how shrewd and clever he was, and how affectionate he and his wife were.

Not to mention that he abandoned his wife and children and had an illegitimate child... even the fact that he was a son-in-law who married into the family and that the group was backed by the Yang family was never mentioned.

Many reports only mention, in certain places, that Yang Huifang, the former chairman of the "Langyuan Group," was Ying Manyuan's father-in-law—that's all.

So... what kind of person is Ying Manyuan?

She herself had abandoned her past, becoming cold-blooded and ruthless, devoting herself entirely to the Yang family...

...a shameless yet cunning biological father.

What kind of person is he?