Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
Advance chapters available for patrons on Patreon. And a chapter can be sponsored by buying me a ko-fi.
The central air conditioning in the office building was set very low. Xing Yu took a flannel blanket from the cabinet and draped it over her brother’s shoulders.
The two brothers sat facing each other in the living room, drinking and chatting in a harmonious and congenial atmosphere. To outsiders, it would probably appear as a scene of brotherly affection and respect.
Although they were both sons of Xing Jingshan, apart from inheriting Xing Jingshan’s high nose bridge, their eyebrows and eyes were not similar.
Xing Cheng’s biological mother was Xing Jingshan’s first wife, a true heiress from a wealthy family. His hereditary mental illness and the mole at the corner of his eye were both legacies of his mother.
Xing Yu was luckier than his brother. His mother was Xing Jingshan’s second wife. Although she did not come from a noble family, she gave Xing Yu a healthy body and a sound personality.
However, judging from his penchant for torturing his sexual partners, his personality didn’t seem to be very sound.
“Brother, why didn’t you stay another night at the Fujita residence? Why did you leave in such a hurry?”
Swirling the wine glass in his hand, Xing Yu’s smile remained unchanged: “This kid is quick on his feet. I didn’t even have time to stop him before he complained to you.”
“I’m a useless person, I can’t help him.”
Xing Cheng downed the red liquid at the bottom of his glass in one gulp, then raised the empty glass to his younger brother: “Baiwen is yours now, congratulations.”
Xing Yu gave a short laugh: “What’s there to congratulate me on? Brother, everything I’ve done is for you.”
“My acting contract has been terminated, and my agent is in jail.” Xing Cheng raised an eyebrow. “Everything has gone as you wished. Doesn’t it deserve a congratulatory message?”
His expression was calm and peaceful, without the slightest ripple, as if these were things that happened to other people and had nothing to do with him.
Seeing his older brother’s reaction, Xing Yu’s smile faded slightly.
He picked up the empty wine glass on the table and poured half a glass of Lafite for his elder brother: “Baiwen is of no use to me now. Why don’t we just let Rong Quwen out and let the two of us brothers run it together, which would be mutually beneficial? What do you think?”
“Brother, since you’ve come all this way to see me today, I’ll be frank.” Xing Yu bent down and clinked glasses with Xing Cheng. “The acquisition of Baiwen wasn’t my idea alone; it was a unanimous decision by the shareholders. First, it was to incubate new projects, and second, it was to promote the new talents I have. I swear to God, I have absolutely no intention of harming you.”
“So, you never thought about going from being an artist to a behind-the-scenes boss?” Xing Yu asked again.
Xing Cheng put down his wine glass: “Not interested.”
“…”
His handsome features were distorted as his older brother’s words silenced him.
He had planned it all out perfectly. Once Xing Cheng really broke ties with his former employer, Rong Quwen would definitely do everything she could to create public pressure and reveal Xing Cheng’s true situation to the public in order to avoid being kicked out of Baiwen.
Once they were both severely injured, he would know what Xing Cheng was hiding.
Moreover, Rong Quwen’s son chose to side with Xing Cheng and secretly challenged him; it was long overdue to teach this family a lesson.
Xing Yu gritted her teeth, still unwilling to give up, and said, “Father’s intention is for you to gradually take over some of the family business and learn how to manage the company. You don’t have much experience yet, but I can help—”
“Are you done talking?”
Xing Cheng leaned back in his wheelchair and couldn’t help but chuckle: “A Yu, do whatever you want. When did you start needing my permission?”
Xing Shi appeared outside the office door, pointed to the watch on his wrist at the young master, indicating that it was time to return to the hospital.
Xing Cheng turned his wheelchair around and said goodbye, “Let me give you one last piece of advice. Don’t overstep your bounds, especially when it comes to other people’s homes. It’s very impolite.”
This was a veiled warning to Xing Yu.
Xing Yu had planted his people in Fujita’s residence, which was why Fujita Daishu sought him out to discuss plans, and Xing Yu found out so quickly.
Xing Shi walked in, bowed to the second young master, and pushed his master’s wheelchair out of the office.
Shortly after Young Master Xing left, Secretary Gao nervously knocked on the boss’s office door.
“Enter.”
As soon as she entered the room, her high heels stepped on a piece of broken porcelain, and she almost slipped and fell on the spot.
The floor was littered with shattered famille rose porcelain. Every time the young master came and went, the owner would smash the nearest thing to him in a fit of anger.
After calling a few subordinates in to tidy up, Secretary Gao closed the office door and handed the folder to the boss with both hands.
“Mr. Xing, this is the information that Lao Liu and his team found at the hospital.”
Xing Yu leaned back in his office chair, his chest heaving violently, revealing his current impatience.
Secretary Gao put her hands behind her back and gripped the folder tightly.
The young master was practically the boss’s trigger; he was terrifying.
Fortunately, she had prepared two copies of the document. If the boss tore up the one on the table in a fit of anger, she could immediately produce a new one.
“Speak.”
Xing Yu closed his eyes, ignoring the documents in front of him.
“Yes.”
Secretary Gao swallowed hard and began to report to the boss: “When Lao Liu and the others first investigated, they couldn’t find any patient with this name in the inpatient department. Later, through internal information channels, they found out that the young master was staying in the VIP ward of the rehabilitation medicine department. The preliminary assessment is that he suffered a second-degree serious injury and is undergoing post-operative rehabilitation.”
This was also something she couldn’t understand. The Xing family had its own private hospital, equipped with more advanced medical facilities. Yet, Young Master Xing didn’t stay at his own hospital for treatment; instead, he went to a public hospital for hospitalization.
However, precisely because of the strict management of public hospitals, the boss sent people to investigate many times, but failed to uncover any useful information.
Perhaps this was why Young Master Xing chose to stay in a public hospital.
“He was in a car accident and was in the hospital. Anyone would know what you’re talking about.”
A nameless anger rose within Xing Yu, and he slammed his fist on the table: “Aside from meeting with the Fujita family brat once, has he done anything else?”
Seeing that the boss’s anger was about to reach its peak, Secretary Gao quickly opened the folder in her hand and handed it to Xing Yu: “Yes, yes, yes, Lao Liu found it this morning through an informant at the hospital.”
“The young master made an appointment with a doctor yesterday afternoon, but left quickly,” Secretary Gao said. “Here is the doctor’s information.”
Upon hearing what Secretary Gao said, Xing Yu frowned, opened his eyes, and grabbed the folder from the table.
He tensed up after just a casual glance.
What was delivered to him was the detailed information of the doctor who treated Xing Cheng.
[Doctor’s Name: Lu Dangui]
[Age: 27]
[Department: Psychiatry]
[Areas of Expertise: Bipolar disorder, depression, autonomic nervous system dysfunction, neurasthenia, etc.]
….
This information was displayed on the official website of the Affiliated Hospital of S University, and could be easily found online.
Xing Yu skimmed through the information, his gaze lingering on the photo on the document page.
The young doctor in the photo was wearing a white coat and had delicate features. His warm eyes were fixed on the camera, and his smile was very lively.
Seeing the boss’s expression change instantly, Secretary Gao quickly added, “Yes, Lao Liu also thinks there’s something fishy about this. Why would the young master go and book an appointment with a psychiatrist—”
“Shut up.”
Xing Yu shouted angrily.
Secretary Gao immediately shut ers mouth.
“Lu, Dan, Gui.”
Xing Yu nervously muttered those three words over and over again.
A familiar scene gradually surfaced in his mind.
White hospital walls, tightly closed operating room doors, and a strong smell of disinfectant.
Amidst the flow of people coming and going in the corridor, the person in the photo, with red eyes, rushing towards him like a startled rabbit.
Then he bent down and bowed deeply to him.
He still remembered what this person had said that day.
He said: Sir, thank you, you are Wenfei’s benefactor.
“He is that girl’s brother.”
Xing Yu murmured.
Secretary Gao was stunned: “President Xing, what girl—”
A barely perceptible gleam of ecstasy flashed in Xing Yu’s eyes, a glint he himself failed to notice.
“I know this doctor.”
He pointed to the documents on the table and said to Secretary Gao, “He also has a younger sister.”
Guys, ads are my only source of revenue, so please do not turn on the AdBlock when you are accessing this website…. Thank you, this would be a great help…
You can buy me a ko-fi and sponsor a chapter on: https://ko-fi.com/midnightrambles
Or access extra chapters on: https://www.patreon.com/bePatron?u=45665005
If you support me, I would be able to provide more chapters….
Previous • Table of Contents • Next
