Cases encountered pile up, and such matters become less surprising.
A man verbally abuses and physically assaults his wife at home, yet is gentle as water with his lover.
He ignores his daughter but shows great care for his son outside the family.
It is evident the man favors sons over daughters! Da Feng Novel Network.
His only task is to gather evidence; the law will punish the man for his wrongdoings.
Tonight, the man, his child, and his lover are dining here, and he has followed them.
The upscale Qiguo Restaurant is filled with exotic charm. Pale green tasseled curtains flutter in the breeze, walls are adorned with foreign masterpieces, and melodious music creates a romantic ambiance in the dining hall.
The man did not book a private room but sat by the window with his child and lover. Such boldness stems from the distance from Jinshi City, which allows the man to be utterly unrestrained.
Jiang Xingyu entered only after watching them take their seats.
However, he bumped into someone at the entrance.
"Excuse me," Jiang Xingyu apologized politely. But upon clearly seeing the madam in front of him, his expression suddenly changed.
The madam before him was none other than his biological mother, Feng Lifeng.
She appeared younger than in photographs, with a slender build. Her dignified and elegant face was contorted with anger.
He thought she was angry because of his bump, so he lowered his head and apologized again sincerely, "I'm sorry, Madam. I was walking too fast just now and didn't see you. Are you hurt?"
His tone was gentle, conveying deep guilt and concern.
He hadn't expected to see his biological mother in such circumstances.
It wasn't that he hadn't hoped for it, but he didn't want to disturb a happy family.
His upbringing had been too arduous, and he didn't want to add to his biological parents' pain!
The moment Feng Lifeng recognized Jiang Xingyu's appearance, her face suddenly paled in shock. This was... her son, her son who had been lost to her for many years.
His demeanor was so polite and refined, giving a feeling of extreme comfort.
"It's fine, it wasn't your fault."
As Feng Lifeng finished speaking, she heard hurried footsteps behind her.
"Mom, why are you running away? I just need ten million to pay off my gambling debts. Mom, I promise I won't gamble again. Besides, Xiaoxiao is carrying your grandson in her womb."
The person chasing her was Rong Yao, accompanied by two bodyguards.
He looked at his mother with an angry expression.
Feng Lifeng turned to face him, her face ashen. Rong Yao had invited her out for dinner tonight because he had lost tens of millions at the casino. After drinking, he was manipulated by a woman. He had been involved with this woman for months, and she was now pregnant and insistent on keeping the child.
Rong Yao had returned to his old ways last night and took the woman to the casino again, losing tens of millions. He couldn't produce such a sum of money immediately. His girlfriend was being held captive, and he still needed another ten million to get his girlfriend Lin Xiaoxiao out.
Rong Yao dared not tell his father, so he had to seek his mother's help.
After all, Lin Xiaoxiao was carrying his child.
What he didn't know was that his mother already knew his identity and had refused to provide the ten million.
Rong Yao's persistent pestering had angered Feng Lifeng, causing her to chase him out in fury.
It was at the entrance that she encountered her biological son.
Feng Lifeng looked at Rong Yao with great anger and exclaimed, "You don't need to say anything more. You're idle and unproductive all day. I won't give you any more money."
"Mom, that's your grandson. Don't be so excessive. Ten million is nothing to you, is it? It's just pocket money!" Rong Yao's violent temper was about to break, and he spoke aggressively, without a hint of respect.
Jiang Xingyu knew Rong Yao. Hearing him treat his biological mother so rudely, his expression turned extremely grim.
Feng Lifeng's face was a picture of distress. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "Rong Yao, is this how I taught you? Did I teach you to gamble? You're thirty years old, when will you ever grow up?"
This was her failure. Without knowing her son's identity, she had still tried to educate him with sound values.
However, Rong Yao was obedient in her presence, but rebellious when out of her sight.
Rong Yin had been rebellious since childhood, but he was also incredibly diligent, studying day and night for his dreams.
Once he achieved his desired dreams, he would indulge in leisure for a month.
The personalities of the two sons were diametrically opposed, which had led to both parents being extremely cautious and dedicating their time to nurturing their children over the years.
Yet, they had still failed so miserably!
"Rong Yao, if you owed this ten million for any other reason, I would have given it to you without hesitation. But you gambled it away. Why should I pay for you? Do you know that this money was earned by your father and your brother working day and night? You have squandered hundreds of millions of their hard-earned money! Have you ever earned a single penny yourself? How dare you say that ten million is merely my pocket money?"
She was not a person who indulged in luxury. Living comfortably was enough. After raising her two sons, she had busied herself with charity work. The reason was simple: if both sons could find good daughters-in-law in the future, she would consider herself blessed.
"Mom, you have to help me. That's my child. I won't let anything happen to my child. Give me the money. I know you brought your card." Rong Yao could not wait any longer; it was his child, and he had to save him.
He reached out and snatched the pearl clutch from Feng Lifeng's hand.
"Ah..." Feng Lifeng was caught off guard and was pushed backward by Rong Yao. She stumbled backward.
Jiang Xingyu quickly steadied her. After she regained her balance, he glared at Rong Yao, who was fumbling with the bag. He walked over, took the bag, and punched Rong Yao in the face. Rong Yao was weak, and this punch landed squarely, causing him to writhe on the ground in pain.
The two bodyguards moved to attack Jiang Xingyu, but Feng Lifeng, regaining her composure, shouted, "You two, stand back."
Upon hearing her command, the two bodyguards dared not move.
They merely helped the writhing Rong Yao up from the ground.
"Damn it, that hurts! Who are you to dare hit me?"
Jiang Xingyu ignored him and returned the bag to Feng Lifeng. "Madam, you should leave now."
Feng Lifeng looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes. Her son was right before her; why couldn't she reveal herself?
She pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you for your help just now!"
Child, wait for Mom. Mom will come to take you home soon.
Feng Lifeng gave him a deep look and turned to leave.
Jiang Xingyu, unwilling to leave her alone, followed her out. Only when she reached her car and instructed her bodyguards to take Rong Yao away did he re-enter the restaurant to continue his investigation.
However, his mood was complex. Rong Yao had made his mother cry. With Rong Yao's personality, he would not cherish the happiness he had now.
What should he do?!
He would discuss it with Nuannuan tomorrow.
Jiang Nuan arrived at the Liangchen Night Banquet Building, where the leader of the Ying Hall was scheduled to meet her. The exterior design was imposing, with pale gold walls, exuding an aura of sheer luxury. The moment she stepped into the opulent building, she saw no customers, but two rows of service staff standing at the entrance. The enthusiastic welcome startled her. The staff dutifully guided her to the top floor.
Even pressing the elevator buttons was done by the staff, and they kept their heads down throughout, not daring to look at her, not even with peripheral vision.
Jiang Nuan was momentarily unsure if they were afraid of her or of the Ying Hall leader she was about to meet.
"Knock, knock..."
After a series of knocks, the light bronze door slowly opened, and Jiang Nuan walked in.