While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

Kyoto, Nanzan Courtyard.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of other parts of Kyoto, this place is exceptionally quiet.

At the entrance of Nanshan Compound, two armed sentries can be seen, which is enough to prove that this is not a place that ordinary people can access.

At that moment, a red Porsche drove in through the gate, and the sentries on both sides stopped it as usual.

When the car window rolled down, a beautiful girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old was revealed inside. If you looked closely, you would find that the girl's eyebrows and eyes bore a striking resemblance to Lin Feng's.

"Poetry Girl, you skipped class again?"

The sentry standing guard at the gate clearly recognized the girl, and couldn't help but mutter something under his breath after seeing her.

"Brother Zhenghua, you're not allowed to tell anyone, or I'll report you for slacking off while on guard duty!"

Lin Shiyu chuckled.

"Alright, please don't! I can't afford to mess with you! Go inside now!"

Fu Zhenghua shook his head with a wry smile and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Brother Zhenghua!"

Seeing this, Lin Shiyu smiled and thanked her, then rolled up the car window and drove into the compound.

Watching the red Porsche drive away, Fu Zhenghua sighed slightly. He had a deep respect for the Lin family, not because of their status in the military, but because of the dragon that had once appeared in the Lin family.

JF-17!

That was the highest-ranking and most mysterious entity in all of China; every soldier dreamed of joining the Xiaolong.

However, the selection criteria for the JF-17 are extremely stringent, and those who can enter are among the best of the best, one in ten thousand.

Lin Feng, the young man from the Lin family, is the leader of the Dragon Clan and the one who built Dragon Roar from scratch.

It is a pity that the JF-17 Thunder had ceased to exist two years ago, along with Lin Feng, who also perished abroad.

Although Fu Zhenghua's background was not as good as the Lin family's, the Fu family still had some information channels in Kyoto. He had heard his father say that Xiaolong had met with misfortune abroad because of an intelligence leak.

This filled Fu Zhenghua with extreme grief and indignation.

However, these things cannot be said openly.

The mighty weapon of China was betrayed by its own people; the implications of this are far beyond the reach of the Fu family.

"What a pity, Brother Feng!"

Fu Zhenghua was a few years younger than Lin Feng. He had some impression of Lin Feng in his mind. Lin Feng was a very capable person who did not rely on his father and achieved great success entirely through his own efforts.

It can be said that throughout the first half of Fu Zhenghua's life, he constantly heard about the deeds of this prominent figure in the compound.

The children of the compound almost all idolized him. Although Lin Feng rarely returned, every time they met, he never showed any arrogance or haughtiness in front of them. He would even give them pointers on battlefield tactics.

"Shh, keep your voice down, Hua Zi, it'll be trouble if someone hears us!"

Upon hearing Fu Zhenghua's remark, the other sentry on duty immediately changed his expression and reminded Fu Zhenghua.

"Hmph! If Brother Feng and Xiao were still here, how could we have suffered so much humiliation on the frontier these past two years?"

Fu Zhenghua clenched his fists, seemingly lost in thought.

"Stop talking, don't you know those two words are taboo in the compound now?"

Zhang Weidong glanced helplessly at his childhood friend and reminded him again.

"Ugh!"

Fu Zhenghua knew he had been complaining a bit too much. It was just that there weren't many people around in the Nanshan compound at this time. If someone had overheard him talking, he would have gotten into trouble, and in serious cases, he might even have been investigated.

After sighing, Fu Zhenghua said nothing more, straightened his body again, and focused on his post.

Nanshan Compound is a residential area with eight small courtyards situated in the style of Jiangnan gardens.

There are several such compounds in Kyoto, and those who live there are all figures at the core of Chinese power.

The red Ferrari slowly pulled up in front of a courtyard, and then Lin Shiyu pushed open the door.

The moment Lin Shiyu pushed open the door and stepped into the courtyard, her relaxed expression vanished instantly. She seemed like a completely different person, her eyes reddening, her whole body trembling, and she staggered into the main house.

"Waaah, Mom..."

Inside the house, a middle-aged woman with a gentle demeanor and well-maintained appearance was standing by the window watering flowers.

"You brat, who upset you again? You come back like a parrot!"

Shen Sujin gave her daughter a reproachful look, then suddenly remembered something and slammed the showerhead on the table: "Isn't today Monday? You just entered university and you've already learned to skip classes? You brat, all you do is nag me all the time, don't you...?"

Shen Sujin stopped halfway through her sentence.

Lin Shiyu was crying uncontrollably, her eyes were red and swollen, and tears were falling to the ground like raindrops.

"Oh dear, what's wrong with you today?"

Shen Sujin knew her daughter's personality well. She was usually carefree and cheerful, and rarely acted like this unless she had been bullied outside.

Realizing the problem, Shen Sujin felt a pang of heartache. She walked over and hugged Lin Shiyu, whispering, "Tell me, who dared to bully our Lin family's daughter? I'll have your father come to our house tonight and demand an explanation!"

"Mom, no...no one is bullying me..."

Lin Shiyu opened her mouth, but she couldn't control her emotions at all.

"Nobody's bullying you, what kind of act are you putting on?"

Shen Sujin was both amused and exasperated.

Lin Shiyu, trembling all over, pulled her phone from her bag and handed it to Shen Sujin, sobbing uncontrollably, "It's...it's the identity that you and Dad have been making me pay attention to these past two years..."

Lin Shiyu wanted to say something more, but her lips trembled violently uncontrollably. Finally, she threw herself into Shen Sujin's arms, her tears visibly soaking Shen Sujin's clothes.

"Identity? What identity...?"

Shen Sujin didn't react at first, but in an instant, her body tensed up, just like her own daughter, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

She placed Lin Shiyu on the sofa, her breathing heavy, her legs weak as she closed the door. Only then did she turn to look at Lin Shiyu: "Shiyu, you...you mean your brother...Xiao Feng, he..."

"It's...it's my brother!"

Lin Shiyu choked up as she handed her phone to Shen Sujin.

Shen Sujin immediately opened the app. This was a phone she had specially set up after Lin Feng's accident, connected to China's personnel database, just to keep track of Lin Feng's news.

This was the only time since Shen Sujin started working that she abused her power for personal gain.

Shen Sujin knew very well that if her son were still alive, then there was only one identity he could use!

For two years, she had held onto hope countless times, only to be met with despair each time, to the point that she had subconsciously accepted the fact that her son was no longer alive!

But now, looking at the phone in front of her, Shen Sujin felt like she was about to collapse, afraid that her newly raised hope would be shattered once again.

It wasn't until she clicked on the file named Lin Nan and looked at the marriage certificate photo that had been updated just half an hour ago that she rubbed her eyes several times. Although the young face was much thinner than she remembered, she was certain that this was the son she had been longing for day and night.

After confirming that she hadn't misread it, Shen Sujin burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably...