"Eastern Song Dynasty, lying in the wilderness."

Lin Yiyun could hardly imagine it.

She had always thought that Dong Songwoye was someone close to the eldest son of the Song family.

To her utter surprise, the person she had been plotting with for years turned out to be a... child?

"To be precise, I am Song Beiyu, the second young master of the Song family. Dong Song Woye is the name I use specifically to contact you."

Song Beiyu's smile was as bright and sunny as ever, making him seem completely without any guile.

Lin Yiyun felt a chill run down her spine.

She started contacting Dong Song four years ago. In recent years, the Lin family's business in China has been nominally in Lin Jingzhong's hands, but with the help of Dong Song's Wo Ye, most of it has actually fallen into her hands.

She and her father's illegitimate daughter seemed to have a harmonious relationship, but in reality, she already knew that her father had made a will leaving the entire Lin family to Lin Qinghao.

Lin Qing is a promising student in finance, but in her father's eyes, she is nothing more than an actress.

How old are you this year?

It took Lin Yiyun a long time to catch her breath.

"Twenty-one," Song Beiyu chuckled.

"When you found me four years ago through an introduction, I was seventeen years old and a minor."

Lin Yiyun suddenly stood up:

"Impossible. In the Dong Song family, apart from Song Beiye who has some ambition, the rest are all..."

"They're all a bunch of good-for-nothings."

Song Beiyu made no attempt to conceal his true feelings.

What exactly do you want to do?

Lin Yiyun still couldn't accept this fact.

He looked so young, yet he was so shrewd and calculating.

"Let me show you the way." Song Beiyu poured himself a glass of warm water, soothed the metallic taste in his throat, and then pinched his arm.

He felt extremely tired today, as if a storm had arisen on the river and the boat was rocking.

"You're going to show me the way? How are you going to prove you're Dong Song Woye? I remember when we talked on the phone before, your voice didn't sound so immature."

Lin Yiyun always felt that he was bluffing her.

Song Beiyu said lightly:

“A few days ago, you saw a phoenix with all its feathers burned off. Coincidentally, that very night, I went to the Weiran Riverbank.”

Lin Yiyun was startled:

"Anything else?"

Song Beiyu narrowed his eyes slightly:

"After tonight, Dong Song will no longer be your support or a way out. You will have to face your academically gifted older sister who graduated from the finance department on your own. Of course, all of this is on the premise that you follow the path I have arranged for you."

Why should I listen to your arrangements?

Even if he were Dong Song Woye, Lin Yiyun would not be afraid.

"Don't forget, we're just allies at best. You helped me seize power in the Lin family, and I'll help you keep track of the Song family's every move. You don't really think that blind man in the Song family is indifferent to worldly affairs, do you?"

Song Nanzhou lost his sight, but he was the backbone of the Song family.

Now that Song Beiyu's days are numbered, the Eastern Song Dynasty cannot defeat the three Song brothers by relying solely on his elder brother's strength.

The Song family and the Eastern Song, which seemed insignificant to most people, had actually been secretly accumulating strength all along. Unfortunately, his weak body could not outlive the blind man.

"I won't beat around the bush with you anymore. Originally, I came to Tanzhou before I died to sever all ties between Dong Song and you. From now on, whether it's the old matter from six years ago or the future disputes between Nan Huo and Bei Sheng, Dong Song will no longer be involved."

Song Beiyu took out the diagnosis certificate from his pocket and handed it to Lin Yiyun:

"Now that I have someone else I want to protect, I naturally want to leave you a way out as well."

Lin Yiyun looked at the diagnosis certificate:

"You have late-stage stomach cancer?"

Song Beiyu smiled helplessly:

"In fact, whether I can make it through tonight is still unknown."

"Then who do you want to protect?"

If we're all going to die, who can we protect?

Song Beiyu coughed twice suddenly, and there was a damp liquid on the handkerchief. He didn't open it to look at it, but held it tightly in his hand, while his other hand opened towards Lin Yiyun:

"Bring out the indecent video of Tang Li being humiliated, and the nude photos of her sister Tang Sui that you took after stripping her naked."

He actually knew all of that!

Lin Yiyun took two steps back:

"Who exactly are you?"

Song Beiyu ignored her question and answer, and instead spoke to himself:

"You'd better pray that I live a little longer. If not, after I die, you must announce your retirement from the entertainment industry immediately, then go abroad. I have arranged for someone to wait for you overseas. After you go, all the Lin Group shares held by Lin Qinghao will be yours. Then listen to me, find an honest man abroad and marry him."

"You mean I can never return to my country for the rest of my life?"

Song Beiyu smiled faintly:

"Do you think Tang Li will let you off?"

Lin Yiyun understood immediately.

"So the person you're supposed to protect is her."

The mere mention of Tang Li's name filled Lin Yiyun with rage: "Why? Why does everyone want to protect her? But do you know that she's no pushover? In front of her, I'm always the one who gets beaten and has to admit defeat."

Song Beiyu breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's for the best."

Lin Yiyun couldn't understand:

"Huo Chenyu protects her out of love, and Lu Zhixing helps her out of love as well. I can understand even if your brother Song Beiye has to protect her in the future. But why are you, a mere kid, so good to her? Do you love her too?"

In his anxiety, two streams of blood flowed from Song Beiyu's nose.

He covered his face with a handkerchief and gave Lin Yiyun a stern warning:

"Don't insult her. I have no dirty thoughts about her."

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