Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Before Zhuang Li’s identity was revealed, Xiu Zhaotian denounced him in front of all the guests as a person of unknown origin and said that he might have ulterior motives and had seduced Si Ming only to obtain the Si family’s billions of assets.
Those words still rang in their ears, but reality had instantly reversed. Comparing his billions in assets with Zhuang Li’s personal worth, which was more important?
Anyone with a modicum of common sense would know that Zhuang Li was far more valuable than billions in assets. Those present already had everything; but what they lacked most was good health and longevity, and both of these were precisely what Zhuang Li controlled. Who else should they curry favor with if not him? He was now the most authoritative figure in China.
Thinking this, the guests couldn’t help but cast sarcastic glances at Xiu Zhaotian. One young rich kid even covered his mouth and whispered to his female companion, “Xiu Zhaotian is really bold. He even said he would send someone to investigate Dr. Zhuang’s background. If he really dares to do that, the Ministry of State Security will give him a pair of rose gold bracelets for free the next day.”
His female companion couldn’t help but laugh, her body trembling with laughter. When she caught sight of Xiu Zhaotian looking over with red eyes, she rolled her eyes to the sky, openly expressing her disdain.
Xiu Zhaotian was extremely angry, but he still forced a smile while pursing his thin lips.
Xiu Yue was so embarrassed that he couldn’t even lift his head. His skin wasn’t as thick as his father’s yet, and he really wished he could turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear on the spot.
The father and son remained the focus of attention, but the gazes directed at them, whether open or covert, had turned from envy to disdain.
Everyone knew that the Xiu family’s fortunes had changed.
The old man, who had been holding back his words, picked up another glass of red wine, raised it to Xiu Zhaotian, and said in a cold tone, “You should know very well why I’ve tolerated you until now, right?”
Xiu Zhaotian lowered his head and remained silent.
He knew, of course, that his father-in-law had always been tolerant of him because Si Ming would become paralyzed and need his care in the future. Si Ming’s illness was his biggest bargaining chip, and also the reason for his recklessness.
“Do you still remember how you walked into the Si family back then?” Old Master Si curled his lips in disdain.
This memory was a lifelong disgrace for Xiu Zhaotian.
More than twenty years ago, he was brought back by Miss Si, hand in hand. Although he was wearing an expensive suit, his face showed deep fear. When he was casually glanced at by Mr. Si’s sharp eyes, he didn’t even know what to do with his hands and feet and almost tripped in the living room.
The old master made him kneel down and swear that he would treat Miss Si well for the rest of his life. He was unwilling, but he had no choice but to kneel.
At that time, he was like a clown who could be manipulated by others.
He said he would treat Miss Si well for the rest of his life, but in his heart he was thinking: You just wait, one day I will become the master of this house!
The vows remained, but reality had turned everything upside down.
Recalling the events of the past and looking at the still cold and ruthless Old Master Si who had never given him a shred of trust or tolerance, Xiu Zhaotian’s feigned composure finally gave way to fear.
The wine glass in his hand trembled slightly. He wanted to take a step forward to get closer to Old Master Si, but after he raised his legs, he retreated hastily.
He seemed to have become that penniless boy again, overwhelmed and at a loss by the magnificent mansion and the elegantly dressed nobles.
He vaguely realized what Old Master Si wanted to say, so he swallowed his pride and pleaded, “Dad, please give me another chance! I will be good to Si Ming. I will send Zhou Fangfang and Xiu Yue away and come back to live with you and Si Ming.”
Old Master Si shook his head coldly: “It’s too late. Over the years, you’ve worn down my patience little by little. Xiao Ming has recovered. So now to me, you’re just a piece of trash. What do you think I’d keep you around for? If you know what’s good for you, leave on your own. If you don’t, I can have someone throw you out. The choice is yours.”
Grandpa Si pointed to the open door.
All the guests looked at Xiu Zhaotian and Xiu Yue, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
Over the years, Old Master Si tolerated Xiu Zhaotian’s illegitimate son, Xiu Zhaotian’s mistress, and his overt and covert attempts to seize power.
Everyone thought that Old Master Si had lost his temper due to the harsh reality, but they never expected that he wasn’t without temper, but rather had been accumulating it, just waiting for the right opportunity to explode.
If Xiu Zhaotian walked out that door today, tomorrow, there would be no place for him in the entire country. He would lose everything: the titles of CEO of a conglomerate and billionaire, as well as his luxurious life, power, and status.
More than 20 years had passed, and he had not changed at all. A poor boy was still just a poor boy. Once he gained power, he became arrogant and thought he was above everything. He deserved to end up like this.
For Xiu Zhaotian, the door before him was not a door, but the exit from heaven and the entrance to hell. Once he stepped out, he would be smashed to pieces.
“Dad, I am Xiao Ming’s father. Please, for Xiao Ming’s sake…” Xiu Zhaotian had painstakingly cultivated his aristocratic demeanor, but in the face of cruel reality, he had completely abandoned it. He even bent his knees, wanting to kneel down before Old Master Si, just like when he knelt in this living room to beg for Miss Si’s hand in marriage back then.
But Old Master Si just pointed to the doorway with his fingertip and casually ordered, “Throw them out.”
Several bodyguards immediately came out from the side hall, grabbed Xiu Zhaotian, and dragged him towards the door.
Xiu Yue, young and inexperienced, couldn’t bear such humiliation and walked out on his own.
After being evicted from the Si family mansion, they stood in a dark corner, gazing at the dazzling lights in the distance, their hearts filled with endless anger and resentment, as well as deep helplessness and confusion.
….
At the same time, Zhuang Xin and Teng Xuan were watching TV in their living room.
The couple disagreed on the handling of their marital property, so they had not yet signed a divorce agreement.
All television channels were broadcasting news about Zhuang Li on a loop. Several patients who had participated in clinical trials and fully recovered were describing their miraculous experiences in detail to the camera.
“Look at my hair! It used to be all white, but now it’s all black. Dr. Zhuang’s medicine not only cured my cancer but also restored my body to its pre-illness state. Look closely, aren’t the wrinkles on my face lessened?” An old man stuck his head in front of the camera and said proudly.
Teng Wei stared intently at the television, his mind reeling with turmoil.
Only now did he finally understand why his son was arrested by the Ministry of State Security for simply making a small joke on Zhuang Li. And why even the combined efforts of all nine families couldn’t resolve the matter.
Zhuang Li had mastered such technology; would the state allow others to harm him? His son tried to force him to commit suicide; it was already a miracle the state didn’t sentence his son to death.
Teng Wei was filled with lingering fear and regret. He had been the one most likely to win over Zhuang Li. If he had shown Zhuang Li just a little more care and concern, these technologies might have ended up in the Teng family’s hands!
Zhuang Li’s super brain would surely bring the Teng family hundreds of billions, or even trillions, of profits every year! At that time, what would the Xiu family be? What would the Si family be? Those high and mighty people won’t even be worthy to carry his shoes!
But all possibilities were stifled by his son and Zhuang Xin. One was narrow-minded and intolerant, the other short-sighted and selfish! Together, they pushed Zhuang Li out!
Teng Wei grew increasingly angry, and noticing Zhuang Xin’s dazed expression, he sneered, “Zhuang Xin, congratulations, your son has made something of himself.”
“Is this really Zhuang Li?” Zhuang Xin whispered in disbelief, pointing at the boy shaking hands with the national leader on the television screen.
Teng Wei ignored her, grabbed his car keys, and hurried to the company. Old Master Si had recently gone mad; besides suppressing Xiu Zhaotian, he was now also relentlessly targeting the Teng Group. Although Teng Wei possessed some skill, he was no match for Old Master Si and was currently on the verge of bankruptcy.
After he left, Zhuang Xin immediately took out her phone and called Zhuang Li.
She searched for a long time before finding this rarely used phone number in her contacts, only to discover that it had been deactivated long ago.
Zhuang Xin turned pale and stood there stunned.
She refused to believe it and dialed several more times. Only after hearing the repeated notification sounds from the receiver did she finally accept reality— Zhuang Li had completely and utterly left her.
He took away everything that could potentially lead to his contact information: household registration, ID card, phone number, address, and all other clues.
From this day forward, he would be a renowned scientist in China, while Zhuang Xin would be nothing more than a divorced woman with no security whatsoever except for a few million in savings. Her dream of a life of luxury had ultimately vanished.
Wasn’t this punishment too much? All she did was tell Zhuang Li not to do too well on the exam, how could he hold such a grudge? Zhuang Xin cried bitterly, feeling wronged and on the verge of collapse.
However, she didn’t know that if Zhuang Li had never come into this world, she would have burned her son’s body with her own hands, erased all evidence, and let her son disappear forever with a huge injustice. The demon who killed her son was right beside her, yet she chose to indulge and protect him.
She never loved her son; she only loved herself.
….
While the entire country of China was immersed in revelry, Zhuang Li and Si Ming stayed in a small room, quietly looking at each other.
“After this injection, you will be fully cured.” Zhuang Li gently flicked the syringe in his hand.
“Where to hit?” Si Ming asked, clutching his belt, his ears turning red.
Zhuang Li rolled up his sleeve, stuck a needle into his arm, and wore an expression like he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Just in the arm, why are you taking off your pants? Are you in such a hurry?” He said seductively, biting his lover’s burning earlobe.
“I wasn’t thinking anything,” Si Ming quickly shook his head in denial.
“Even a big oaf like you has learned to lie.” Zhuang Li put the syringe back on the tray, walked behind Si Ming, and gently wrapped his slender arm around his neck, whispering in his ear, “You know, it took the patients in the clinical trial seven days and seven nights to raise their right hand, while you only took two minutes. Tell me what you were thinking at the time? Where did your power come from? Hmm?”
He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, making it long and melodious, and even exhaled a wisp of hot air, sending it into Si Ming’s eardrum.
Si Ming almost jumped off the sofa, a strange itching sensation drilling directly from his eardrums into his heart.
“I… I… I didn’t mean anything. You were the one who flirted with me on purpose…” He was too embarrassed to say the rest.
Zhuang Li twisted his meaning: “So you don’t have those kinds of feelings for me? Fine, I’ll take you back now.”
“No, no, no, I want to, I want to!” Si Ming panicked, quickly grabbed the little curly-haired boy’s hands, picked him up, and spun him around the room.
His body was burning hot, almost melting, yet a soft bed lay before him, and he hesitated to approach, much less place the person on it. He cherished the curly-haired boy immensely; he could kiss him, he could hug him, but the final step required his consent.
Zhuang Li tilted his head to look at his sweaty face, as if he had had enough fun, then kissed his reddened ear and said with a smile, “Put me up there. I told you, we’ll have a great time tonight.”
Si Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and then his body burst into flames…
….
Juvenile Detention Center:
Teng Xuan was being held in solitary confinement. He was shaking the iron bars and shouting at the top of his lungs, “I want to see the warden! I want to call the police! Someone poisoned me! My food and water are poisoned! I want to see my father! Let me out!”
Unfortunately, the prison was quiet, and nobody paid any attention to him.
Exhausted from shaking, he slumped down and looked at the plates of food and bottles of water on the table, a look of fear on his face.
No one knew that when he looked at these things, what he saw was a picture of himself paralyzed in bed.
His deepest secret was that he could see the future connected to a certain object or person.
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