Chapter 28 Change of Ownership "Whose child is Yu Tang? Is she my sister...?"

"You, you beast! How could you, how could you touch..." Yu Yanting's pupils dilated slightly due to the rise in blood pressure, his breathing became heavy and disordered, and his fingers spasmed as he reached forward to grab the water glass, his fingertips touching the edge of the pill.

Yu Chaoxian watched coldly, then elegantly raised his hand, accidentally knocking the medicine bottle to the ground.

The sound of shattering glass was particularly jarring in the quiet room, and water stains spread across the carpet.

The few white pills rolled down less than half a step away from Yu Yanting.

What a pity, it was so close.

"Why can't I touch her?" Yu Chaoxian shrugged indifferently. "You, as her father, are so unfilial for taking a liking to your stepmother. Naturally, I, as her son, am no better. I want to have a taste of Yu Tang. It shouldn't be a big deal, right? Besides, you've been telling me to get along with her for the past two weeks. If I actually do it, you'll be unhappy again."

Yu Yanting clutched his chest, panting heavily. "You...you absolutely...you mustn't touch Tang...Tang!" He gritted out the last word and collapsed to the ground.

Yu Chaoxian stared at the passing time, glanced at Yu Yanting who had completely fainted, and calculated that the time was almost up before asking Chen Diao to arrange for a doctor to come over.

Chen Diao asked another question: "What about Guan Zhongpeng?"

"Take him to the sanatorium." Yu Chaoxian still had questions to ask. Before hanging up, he glanced upstairs. The people inside should be fast asleep by now. "Arrange for someone to guard the house."

"yes."

Ivan, who was assigned to guard the Yu family's residence, was a gossip like Chen Diao. During the day, Ivan came to deliver wine and became curious about the identity of the girl who came to collect it. The girl looked young, but she was very pretty. He grinned and asked Chen Diao, "Brother Diao, are you guarding the boss's woman?"

Even Chen Diao had a day when he found others too talkative. He rolled his eyes at Ivan and said, "Can't you just shut up like A-Jin?"

Ah Jin, who had been silent to the side, cautiously looked around with his gun in hand.

Ivan glanced at the taciturn man, who had a handsome face but couldn't utter a single word. Then he looked back at Ivan, whose handsome face was even more pale—and he talked too much!

Now, Chen Diao finally understands why Yu Chaoxian said he wanted to find two people who are skilled in martial arts and have a meticulous mind.

He's there to be a bodyguard for that little aunt!

nursing home.

On the hospital bed, the white-haired old woman slept peacefully, the cold barrel of a gun pressed against her temple, but she was completely unaware.

Through the thin glass window, her son's flesh was torn open by the thick rope, his knees slamming heavily onto the cold floor. "Uncle Guan," Yu Chaoxian said, sitting casually on a single sofa, his expression languid yet carrying a chilling pressure, "Whose child is Yu Tang? Is she my sister?"

Guan Zhongpeng spat out a mouthful of blood and remained silent.

"As expected of someone who follows Yu Yanting," Yu Chaoxian chuckled. You'll never know the pain until the knife is stuck in your own flesh. He suddenly looked up and said, "Mickey."

The curtains were suddenly drawn back. In the moonlight, Mickey's gun barrel gleamed coldly on the old woman's temples.

"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" Guan Zhongpeng suddenly sprang to his feet, but Chen Diao kicked him to the ground.

He struggled and screamed, "Miss Yu isn't your biological sister! She's Uncle Yu..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down, and blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Guan Zhongpeng had gone to Hong Kong with Yu Yanting and Shen Wangshu, and he knew the most about what had happened between the two. Originally, he would never have told anyone, but for his mother's sake, he closed his eyes, betrayed Yu Yanting, and told her everything that had happened back then.

Yu Chaoxian lit a cigarette, the flame slowly burning the tobacco, and the smoke rose and spread from his fingertips.

After Guan Zhongpeng recounted his past, Chen Diao regretted having overheard everything in the room. In other words, Yu Yanting and Shen Wangshu's affair had begun long before Old Master Yu was even alive, and Old Master Yu's serious illness might not have been due to heart disease, but rather from being angered to death by Yu Yanting's actions.

And Yu Bo and Shen Wangshu did indeed have a child...

The truth has been fully revealed. Chen Diao subconsciously glanced at the figure on the sofa, wondering what his boss's emotions were. Yu Chaoxian's exquisite features were hidden in the white smoke, and in the dim light, no one could discern even a trace of his emotions.

Blood ties... Yu Chao exhaled a puff of smoke; it was indeed a troublesome matter. But for Yu Tang, blood ties were something that could never and would never be severed.

Fortunately, Yu Tang cared, but Yu Chaoxian didn't. He had considered verifying his blood relationship with Yu Tang at first, but it wasn't necessary before, and it's unnecessary now.

Because no matter what the truth is, it doesn't change the fact that he wants to keep Yu Tang by his side.

When Chen Diao received the call from the hospital, his expression changed slightly. After hanging up, he quickly walked to Yu Chaoxian's side and whispered, "Boss, Uncle Yu suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage due to high blood pressure and is currently unconscious. The doctor said the situation is not optimistic."

He paused, then added, "Miss Yu went to the hospital after hearing the news. She was crying on the phone and sounded like she wasn't feeling well..."

Yu Chaoxian immediately frowned, "Don't you know how to get to the point first?"

Chen Diao was bewildered. "Let's get to the point first. Isn't Uncle Yu's illness the point?"

Yu Chaoxian had already stood up and bent down to pat Guan Zhongpeng on the shoulder: "Uncle Guan, leave the base matters to Chen Diao from now on. Spend the rest of your time with the old man and enjoy his retirement. When you leave, go to Chen Diao's place to get a check. You have worked hard and made contributions for my father, so consider this a small compensation from me."

Mickey tacitly put away his gun and exchanged a glance with Chen Diao.

Yu Chaoxian strode out, "To the hospital."

Through the glass of the ward, Yu Chaoxian saw a thin figure hunched over the bedside, his frail shoulders trembling as he sobbed.

He was about to push the door open when he suddenly stopped. He looked down and caught a faint smell of blood on his cuff, then decisively took off his coat and tossed it to Mickey.

Yu Tang turned around when she heard the noise. Her eyes were red and swollen with tears, and her voice was hoarse.

Yu Chaoxian stood by the bed, coldly watching her tear-streaked face flush with an unnatural redness.

He didn't understand what was there to cry about; the person wasn't dead yet.

Yu Tang looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, tears still clinging to her eyelashes: "You... why did you take so long to get here?" She sobbed uncontrollably, "I called so many times but couldn't reach you..."

Yu Chaoxian ran his knuckles across her slightly flushed cheeks and wiped away the hot tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "I'm helping your brother contact a doctor. There's an expert abroad who treats cerebral hemorrhages. I'm just coordinating with him to see when it's convenient for him to come over."

Yu Tang had no doubt whatsoever, and of course she wouldn't doubt her brother's child. "But how could my brother suddenly have a cerebral hemorrhage? His blood pressure was always well controlled before."

Yu Chaoxian blurted out, "The doctor said it was sudden."

Mickey leaned against the wall in the corridor and pointed through the crack in the door. He saw that Yu Tang was almost throwing herself into the boss's arms, and the boss, surprisingly, did not push her away, and even let Yu Tang's tears and snot rub against his chest.

Mickey remembered Chen Diao's two phone calls that night; did the boss have a woman...?

Yu Tang cried so hard that she wanted to find support and leaned against Yu Chaoxian's chest. Her unstoppable tears soaked the shirt around his waist, leaving a dark patch on the black shirt.

Yu Chaoxian remembered that the first time he picked Yu Tang up from school, Yu Tang also threw herself into Yu Yanting's arms and cried.

Back then, Yu Tang relied entirely on Yu Yanting. Now, Yu Tang only wants to hold onto Yu Chaoxian, her family.

Yu Chaoxian looked down at the fluffy hair on the top of her head and suddenly remembered the half-sentence Guan Zhongpeng had swallowed back. He raised his hand, paused in mid-air for two seconds, and finally placed it on the crown of her head and ruffled it.

The light from the corridor seeped in through the crack in the door, casting their overlapping shadows onto the wall of the ward.

"Are you leaving again tomorrow?" Yu Tang had been thinking about this matter, her fingers unconsciously tightening around Yu Chaoxian's shirt buttons. Especially now that Yu Yanting was in a coma, she didn't want to be alone at home, as if she would be abandoned.

Yu Chaoxian didn't say whether he was leaving or not. When he saw the strands of hair stuck to her face with tears, he reached out and brushed them away for her.

Yu Tang was afraid that she would be all alone in the house from now on, so she clung to him and refused to let go: "You're leaving again, aren't you? Don't you want me either?" First her parents, then her brother, and now Yu Chaoxian is leaving too.

"I won't abandon you," Yu Chaoxian said.

"Really?" Yu Tang sobbed, "I will definitely study hard in the future, I want to study medicine, become a doctor in the future, and cure my brother."

Yu Chaoxian frowned, tightened his grip on the back of her head slightly, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

Why are we talking about Yu Yanting again?

The early summer night was cool and refreshing.

Yu Chaoxian, standing in the corridor, took out a cigarette, lit it, glanced at the time—three in the morning—and calculated the time difference; the timing was perfect.

Mickey hesitated before asking, "Boss, should we postpone the trade with Killarium?"

Yu Chaoxian glanced at Yu Tang, who was lying on the hospital bed crying in her sleep, and said to Mickey, "Phone."

Mickey immediately handed it over, and soon he heard Yu Chaoxian speaking to the other person in English.

Yu Chaoxian put his hands in his pockets and took a drag on the phone, speaking smoothly into the other end: "I know President Taylor is preparing to retaliate. If we postpone it for a week, I'll give you armored vehicles that can be equipped with heavy machine guns and grenade launchers, giving you an absolute advantage on the battlefield and reducing your casualties... Okay, this 20% is my way of showing my sincerity."

Mickey got the gist of it: the boss had indeed postponed the deal, and the reason for the postponement was self-evident.

Seeing Mickey's hesitation, Yu Chaoxian fiddled with his phone and said, "Speak."

Mickey immediately asked, "Wasn't it a bit of a loss to sell armored vehicles to Killarley?"

“If this order was for money, there would be no need to go to Kirali. First, it’s for the Lawa Passage. Second, I sold them armored vehicles to send them a signal that I have armored vehicles here. What difference does it make who I do business with?” Yu Chaoxian stopped there and got up to walk inside.

Mickey took a moment to process this, then suddenly realized, marveling at how quickly his boss's mind worked. This way, the reputation was established; Kiraly was essentially an advertisement, letting everyone know that Yu Chaoxian had more than just small arms. Countries wanting to fight Kiraly, seeing that the other side had armored vehicles, wouldn't want to fall behind and would inevitably want to purchase them.

Mickey immediately got to work. Yu Chaoxian had found a shipment of armored vehicles with Li Xiang, and unexpectedly, they came in handy now.

In the ward, Yu Tang groggily opened her eyes. She first looked at Yu Yanting on the hospital bed, then her gaze instinctively searched for another figure. Through the half-open door, she saw Yu Chaoxian standing by the window in the corridor.

Against the cold light of the incandescent bulb, Yu Chaoxian's profile was tinged with a hard shadow. He was still the same person who had gently patted her back not long ago, but now he exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

A thought suddenly flashed through Yu Tang's muddled mind: Why didn't Yu Chaoxian seem sad at all? The person lying in the hospital bed was her father, her blood relative. She watched him casually flicking cigarette ash, that composed indifference, which was very unusual.

The wind outside the window ruffled Yu Chaoxian's hair, brushed past his sharp brow bone, and dispelled the last vestige of his feigned warmth. Yu Tang belatedly realized that perhaps she had never truly known this nephew.

The older brother said he was sorry to Yu Chaoxian and also to Yu Chaoxian's mother. Could it be that the older brother did something that made Yu Chaoxian hold a grudge against him? If the older brother really did something wrong, then it would completely explain why Yu Chaoxian didn't want to stay at home.

But it was her brother who accompanied her as she grew up, filling the void left by her absent father. Yu Tang gently closed her fingers, enveloping Yu Yanting's slightly cool hand in her warm palm. The lines left by the years caressed her fingertips; this was the hand that held her as she learned to walk, the hand that was always proud of her at parent-teacher meetings, the gentle hand that tucked her in late at night.

The light illuminated the unwavering determination in Yu Tang's eyes. No matter what happened, this reliance and trust, which had continued since childhood, was deeply ingrained in her bones; there was no bond stronger than blood ties.

So no matter what happens, she will always stand by her brother's side.

The morning mist at the base had not yet dissipated. A black SUV rolled over the gravel road. Chen Diao saw Yu Chaoxian's car going up the mountain and immediately went to greet it.

As Chen Diao gazed at that tall, straight back, he suddenly realized that from this day forward, the Yu family's great ship was finally about to change hands completely.

On his sickbed, Uncle Yu was already halfway to his coffin, and everything in the Yu family would be taken over by Yu Chaoxian from now on.

It's estimated that Uncle Yu will leave some for Yu Tang, but those legitimate businesses certainly can't compare to the quick profits from the weapons business. As for Yu Tang, this little aunt, it'll probably be the eldest brother who takes over.

But without Uncle Yu, what kind of backer does this little aunt have? She's at the mercy of the eldest brother, and even if he throws her away, it's just a matter of seconds, and no one can stop him.

The SUV stopped, the driver's side door opened, and Yu Chaoxian got out of the car with unusually quiet movements.

Chen Diao called out "Boss," and Yu Chaoxian glanced at him. Chen Diao quickly fell silent.

He stared wide-eyed as his boss bent down and reached into the passenger seat, scooping the sleeping Yu Tang into his arms. Yu Tang's forehead rested against Yu Chaoxian's collarbone, her eyelashes casting dappled shadows in the morning light.

Yu Tang had only just fallen asleep and had no idea that someone was holding her. The temperature on the mountain was rather low, and when she felt the warmth, she instinctively snuggled closer to it and then curled up even tighter.

Chen Diao was surprised. What had he just said? Without Uncle Yu, what kind of backer did Yu Tang have?

Now he knows that the powerful backer behind Yu Tang is none other than his own boss—Yu Chaoxian!

Chen Diao was quick-witted, and he immediately said, "Boss, the room you used to stay in was cleaned up a few days ago."

The accommodations at the base were certainly not as good as those at the Yu residence; it was just a small single room with a simple bathroom.

Yu Chaoxian placed Yu Tang on the bed. Upon feeling the softness, Yu Tang immediately abandoned Yu Chaoxian's firm embrace and shrank into the quilt. Yu Chaoxian did not hold a grudge against this ungrateful aunt.

The man went to the closet, grabbed some clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He casually tossed a sweatshirt onto the bed, leaving the white dress on. He was sure he'd catch a cold at the base.

In her dream, Yu Tang seemed to hear the sound of rain, a soft patter, but thankfully the rain stopped soon.

But it seemed as if a shadow was constantly looming over her from behind.

It was like an impenetrable spider web, entangling her.