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As night deepened, the neon lights of Nanjing flickered.

When Su Hao returned to Yunxi Bay, the living room lights were still on.

Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao were both awake, sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Seeing him return safely, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're back? Are you alright?" Li Qiuchan stood up and asked softly.

"It's alright, it's resolved." Su Hao smiled and walked over to ruffle Song Xiaoxiao's hair.

"Don't worry, the Song family won't dare to cause trouble again anytime soon. As for your mother... I'll take you to the capital after things are settled in Jinling."

Song Xiaoxiao raised her head, looked at him, her eyes slightly red, and nodded gently.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on the three of them.

No one spoke, yet there was an indescribable sense of peace.

But everyone knows that the peace is only temporary.

A storm is brewing in the capital.

But we'll have to get rid of this tough nut sooner or later.

......

The next day, when it was broad daylight, Song Zhongji and Yu Wenqian got up very early.

The two sat in the restaurant, their porridge untouched, both with dark circles under their eyes.

"Ring ring!"

The sudden ringtone of a cell phone shattered the silence of the restaurant. Song Zhongji was startled and looked at the unfamiliar Beijing number on the screen; his face instantly turned pale.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then pressed the answer button, his voice tense: "Feed?"

"Song Zhongji, you've really grown up."

A cold, condescending voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I order you to immediately take Yu Wenqian and Song Xiaoxiao back to the ancestral home in the capital for a clan meeting. Who dares to disobey?"

Song Zhongji gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times as he whispered, "Patriarch, we're not going back. If we go back, you'll only send Xiaoxiao to the Shen family for a marriage alliance, discarding our family of three as pawns. I won't gamble with my daughter's happiness."

"Insolence!" Song Sanba shouted sternly.

"This marriage arranged by her family is her good fortune! The head of the Shen family holds a high position and wields great power; for him to take a liking to her is an honor for the Song family! I'll say it one last time: return to the capital today, or I will cut off all your business channels, leaving you penniless in Jinling and forced to beg on the streets!"

The threatening words were harsh and clear to Yu Wenqian, who was sitting to the side and heard them clearly. The resentment that had been building up in her heart for more than ten years surged to the top of her head in an instant.

She abruptly reached out and snatched the phone from Song Zhongji's hand, shouting through the receiver, "Song Sanba, stop putting on airs! In all these years, when has the Song family ever treated our branch of the family like human beings? Even Song Peng from the collateral branch can ride roughshod over us, beating and humiliating us at the drop of a hat. Now you want to use our daughter for a marriage alliance? Let me tell you, dream on!"

She became increasingly agitated as she spoke, her voice trembling: "From today onwards, Song Zhongji, I, Yu Wenqian, and my daughter Song Xiaoxiao are completely severing ties with the Song family! From now on, the rise and fall of the Song family is none of our business, and whether we live or die is none of your concern!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand high and slammed her phone hard onto the marble floor.

"Snap!"

The expensive business phone shattered into pieces instantly, the screen broke into a spiderweb pattern, parts were scattered all over the floor, and the call abruptly ended.

The restaurant was deathly silent.

Song Zhongji looked at the wreckage of the phone on the ground, then at his wife whose face was flushed and whose chest was heaving violently. He moved his lips, but in the end, he just let out a long sigh.

There's no turning back now, so it's best to just let it go.

Inside the study of the Song family mansion in the capital city, a thousand miles away.

Song Sanba heard the busy tone coming from the receiver, followed by a cracking sound, and then there was no sound at all.

He froze for two seconds, then a surge of rage welled up inside him, and he slammed the sandalwood phone in his hand against the wall.

"Bang!"

The expensive cell phone crashed into the brick wall and shattered into pieces instantly.

Standing below, Song Peng trembled with fear, lowered his head even further, and dared not even breathe, for fear that the anger would spread to him.

Song Sanba took a few deep breaths, his sinister gaze falling on Song Peng, and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you one more time, is that Su Hao from Jinling really the Deputy Director of the Military Affairs Department?"

"Absolutely true, Patriarch!" Song Peng looked up quickly, his tone urgent.

"As far as I know, the two elders, the Director of the Martial Arts Department, bowed to him. He could also kill a Grandmaster with ease. His strength is unfathomable. Now he is the son-in-law of the Li family."

Song Sanba paced back and forth in the study, his hands behind his back, his expression shifting between light and dark.

Deputy Director of the Military Affairs Department... that's a very important position.

Even if it's just a deputy position in the Jinling branch, it represents the authority of the military command system, which the Song family can't possibly contend with.

Not to mention that Su Hao himself is incredibly powerful. If things really come to a head, the Song family wouldn't even be able to withstand a single finger from him.

"This matter is beyond the capabilities of the Song family to handle," Song Sanba said, stopping in his tracks.

"Once all the clues have been compiled, they should all be reported to Secretary-General Shi's office and submitted to Lord Shi Lezhi for a decision."

Song Peng's expression changed: "Patriarch, Secretary-General Shi wields immense power. What if he feels we've failed in our duties and takes his anger out on the Song family?"

"Foolish," Song Sanba glanced at him and said indifferently.

"We were merely relaying the message truthfully; we did not act on our own initiative. Lord Shi is a man of his word and would not hold a grudge against the messenger without cause. You may leave now and reflect on your actions in seclusion. Do not cause any more trouble during this period."

"Yes." Song Peng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly bowed and withdrew.

Song Sanba was left alone in the study. He walked to the window, looked at the heavy sky over the capital, and a calculating sneer appeared on his lips.

Wu Si and Shi Lezhi have been locked in a fierce rivalry for many years, and their relationship has become irreconcilable.

Su Hao's move has inadvertently caused the two giants to fight each other, resulting in mutual destruction.

If the Song family simply stays out of it and watches the fight unfold, they might even be able to profit from it.

……

Jinling Yunxi Bay.

After smashing her phone, Yu Wenqian returned to the villa and gradually calmed down, but Song Zhongji was still restless, repeatedly muttering that Song Sanba would not let the matter rest.

Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao accompanied her on either side, gently comforting her, saying that with Su Hao around, the Song family wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

Just then, a security guard strode in and said respectfully to Su Hao, "Mr. Su, there is a Ms. Zhan visiting outside. She says she is your senior sister and has something important to discuss with you."

"Please let her in," Su Hao said, waving his hand.

A moment later, a tall, slender figure walked into the living room.

The woman wore a simple black suit skirt, her long hair was neatly tied up, her features were exquisite and cold, her temperament was aloof and outstanding, and she exuded a powerful aura of someone who had long held a high position.

Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao were both stunned.

The woman in front of me was too beautiful and too intimidating; she didn't seem like an ordinary visitor.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing wariness in each other's eyes.

Another woman Su Hao knows?

And judging from her extraordinary status, could she be some rich heiress?

Su Hao stood up to greet her: "Eighth Senior Sister, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Something has happened, and I have to tell you in person." Zhan Xier's gaze swept over Song Zhongji and his wife in the living room, then looked at Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao. Her expression was somewhat evasive, and her tone was solemn.

"They're all people close to you? That's perfect, there are some things they should know too."

Seeing her unusual expression, Su Hao's heart sank slightly: "Sit down and talk. What's the matter that you're so serious about?"

Zhan Xier sat down, took the tea offered by the maid, but did not drink it.

She was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Su Hao and said, word by word, "Su Hao, I've found out about your background. Your biological father is Shi Lezhi."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room fell into a deathly silence.

Song Zhongji slammed the teacup in his hand onto the saucer with a loud thud, completely unaware that hot water had splashed out.

Li Qiuchan covered her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Song Xiaoxiao was also stunned, her mind went blank.

Is he out of his mind?

That powerful man who imprisoned her mother, Shi Lezhi?

It turns out he's Su Hao's biological father?

Everyone thought that Su Hao would be furious, shocked, and lose his composure upon hearing the news.

Su Hao merely frowned slightly, his face showing neither elation nor rage, remaining as calm as if he were listening to something unrelated to himself.

He tapped the sofa armrest lightly with his fingertips and calmly asked, "My biological father is Shi Lezhi... then who is my biological mother? Where is she now?"

Looking at his extraordinary composure, Zhan Xier sighed inwardly. As expected of a disciple taught by three masters, his temperament far surpasses that of ordinary people.

She slowly opened her mouth and revealed a secret that had been kept hidden for more than 20 years: "Your birth mother... looks very similar to Song Xiaoxiao's mother, Liu Wanqing. She was a mysterious woman who suddenly appeared in the capital more than 20 years ago. No one knows her background. All that is known is that she had a relationship with Shi Lezhi. Not long after she gave birth to you, she disappeared into thin air. No one knows where she went or whether she is alive or dead."

"Shi Lezhi was at a crucial stage in his career advancement. He felt that you, his illegitimate child, were a stain on his life and would ruin his future. Just a few days after the child was born, he tried several times to strangle you in your swaddling clothes."

"What?!" Song Xiaoxiao exclaimed in shock.

"Even tigers don't eat their cubs, how could he kill his own son?"

Li Qiuchan's face also turned pale: "That's too vicious...that's his own flesh and blood."

Zhan Xier sneered and continued, "He had a loyal old subordinate who couldn't stand his heartlessness, so he carried you, still an infant, and fled the capital overnight. Shi Lezhi sent men to hunt him down, but the old subordinate fought desperately to protect you. When they reached the border of Jiangnan, he was on the verge of death, and they happened to run into your master, Baili Xuanyi, who was traveling down the mountain, along with your second and third masters and their entourage."

"Your three masters saved you and killed all the pursuers. They then took you up the mountain and raised you, teaching you all their skills. Your old subordinate died from his injuries, leaving behind only a few words about your background before he passed away. I have been investigating all these years, and only recently have I been able to verify everything."