Chapter 41 Extra Chapter: Brother's Story 5

Yu Xingye finally finished his Olympic mission and returned home, weary from his journey.

However, after returning home, You Jingxuan seemed to have made up his mind and did not move back to the apartment in the city center that he deliberately kept his distance from, but stayed in Lanyuan.

Secretary Wang saw all of this and already understood what was going on. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart for his boss: "Alas, my wise and powerful CEO You is probably going to be miserable from all this."

Outside the delivery room, the atmosphere was heavy. The You brothers, Old Master You, Ling's parents, and Ling Yang were all present.

"Wah—" A loud cry broke the tension.

Congratulations, it's a beautiful little princess!

The nurse brought out the swaddled baby, and Grandpa You carefully took it. Looking at the wrinkled little face, tears streamed down his face.

He looked up excitedly, wanting to share his joy at seeing his grandson resemble his youngest son who had died young: "Jingxuan, look, her eyes and eyebrows are just like her grandfather's..."

When I looked up, there was no one around me.

It was one thing for the others, but even his eldest grandson, You Jingxuan, had his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap flies, and he was subtly pushing his brother-in-law, Ling Yang, who was trying to get close, aside.

Grandpa You: "..."

Okay, something's not right, but I don't really want to deal with it.

As time went on, this problem became increasingly obvious.

Ling Wei tried to get up, and her husband, You Xingye, immediately and carefully helped her up; while the elder brother-in-law of the Huayou Group leader naturally knelt down on one knee and put slippers on her feet.

Ling Wei herself didn't even lift her eyelids, as if it were perfectly natural.

Ling Yang, oblivious to everything else, remarked at the end, "Weiwei's in-laws are really great! They treat her exceptionally well!"

Ling's father frowned deeply.

Ling's mother calmly patted the back of his hand: "I've already told you, our daughter's 'dog training' skills..."

"A dog? Weiwei has a dog?" came the clueless son, Lingyang.

Ling's parents: "..."

The baby's nickname is Niu Niu. As soon as she recovered, Ling Wei immediately threw herself back into work.

It's not that we didn't hire a nanny to take care of Niu Niu, but this little dumpling is a high-needs baby, and several nannies we tried were no match for her, she just clings to her dad.

So Yu Xingye vowed to personally raise the child and cultivate the parent-child relationship, thus beginning his painful yet joyful parenting life.

After several months, the once radiant top singer's eyes have completely lost their sparkle, his handsome face is etched with the vicissitudes of being ravaged by human cubs, and he exudes a decadent aura of "Who am I? Where am I?"

Finally, in the dead of night, when Niu Niu's cries echoed through the sky and she couldn't be soothed no matter what, You Xingye's rationality completely collapsed.

He stumbled into his brother's brightly lit study, clutching the soft yet incredibly powerful little bundle of flesh, and without a word, shoved his daughter into You Jingxuan's arms.

"Brother! Dear brother! Help! Please watch over me for a while! Just a little while! I... I need to calm down! Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll..." His voice was hoarse, his eyes unfocused, as if he was about to ascend to heaven at any moment.

Amazingly, the little dumpling quieted down as soon as it was in its uncle's arms, and its father was finally able to catch his breath.

As a result, Huayou employees were fortunate enough to witness the annual spectacle.

A beautifully crafted, fashionable pendant sprouted from the president's arms.

Niu Niu was unusually affectionate towards this uncle with his indifferent expression, hugging his arm tightly.

In the CEO's office, the cold, metallic style has quietly crumbled, with playmats, rocking horses, and toys with highly saturated colors scattered all over the floor, and a faint... milky scent wafting in the air.

You Jingxuan held Niu Niu in his arms and stood in front of the French windows looking at the "giant building blocks".

The little guy clapped his hands and, seeing that his uncle wasn't being supportive, reached out his chubby little hand to tug at his meticulously styled hair, and even curiously opened his mouth to take a bite.

"Ouch—" You Jingxuan winced in pain, then tapped her little forehead helplessly. "You little rascal, why are you just like your mother, all you do is hit me?"

He pulled his arms closer, hugging the sweet-smelling little bundle tightly, rubbing his chin against her soft hair, his tone one of indulgence he himself didn't realize, "...Little darling."

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Niu Niu has reached kindergarten age.

The incident occurred when Ling Wei was on her way to pick up Niu Niu from school during her vacation. The car had somehow turned onto a deserted side road.

In the rearview mirror, the familiar driver's face no longer held its usual honesty, but instead bore a deep sense of apology.

Ling Wei immediately felt alarmed, but it was too late; her vision went black and she fainted.

The cold, salty sea breeze violently woke Ling Wei.

Opening his eyes, Xu Ziqi's withered and distorted face was inches away. "Awake?" His voice was rough and harsh. "Thanks to you, I haven't forgotten a single good day inside!"

She grabbed Ling Wei's hair and shoved her phone in front of her face.

Xu Ziqi's maniacal laughter echoed in his ears: "Take a good look, I didn't lie to you, she really is in our hands. If you want to save her, come alone..."

Finally, the voice suddenly turned sweet but sinister, "...I'll be waiting for you here, Brother Jingxuan."

A sharp pain shot through the back of her neck, and Ling Wei collapsed again, beckoning You Jingxuan... to come over?

In a corner, Xu Wei, the second son of the Xu family, crossed his arms and sneered, "Are you sure he would risk his life for a woman? You Jingxuan isn't that stupid."

Xu Ziqi's eyes gleamed with twisted confidence: "You don't understand! I've observed it clearly. His concern for this bitch has already crossed the line! He will definitely come! I want to see him kneel down and beg me for this bitch!"

Before long, the heavy iron gate was pulled open with a clang.

Against the harsh daylight, a tall, slender figure stepped in.

The sea breeze ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, revealing his stunningly handsome face.

You Jingxuan, all alone, his shirt slightly wrinkled, exuded an air of refined elegance.

He really came! A twisted, wild joy burst forth in Xu Ziqi's eyes, only to be consumed by an even more venomous jealousy.

Before she could speak, You Jingxuan's icy gaze swept over her, fixing precisely on Xu Wei: "Xu Wei? When did the Xu family stoop so low as to be someone else's henchmen?" His voice pierced through everything, "Or perhaps..." His gaze, sharp as a knife, shot towards the corner camera, "...what did You Zirui promise you?"

In the dead silence, You Jingxuan directly exposed the person behind the scenes: because of Xu Ziqi's incident, the Xu family's products were boycotted by netizens, and their vitality had been severely damaged in recent years, and they were already on the verge of collapse.

The You family and the Xu family have severed all ties. Unless there is a huge profit to be made, the Xu family will not take action against him.

Xu Wei, though outwardly fierce, was inwardly weak: "You Jingxuan! You disregard friendship, don't blame us for finding other allies." He gestured to his men, "Give him the things!"

Xu Wei gestured to his subordinates to toss over the documents and the lit tablet: "President You, sign."

Without even lifting his eyelids, You Jingxuan held the pen with his slender fingers and signed his name with a flourish, as decisive and elegant as signing an invitation. A soft "tap" sounded as the pen fell to the ground.

"alright."

Xu Ziqi was overjoyed and pointed at Ling Wei, screaming, "It's all signed! I'll make this bitch wish she were dead! You guys!" She yelled at the thugs, "Just stay here and 'serve' her properly."

The thugs approached with sinister grins.

You Jingxuan, who had been standing still, moved. Without raising his eyelids, he flipped his wrist and the pen was already firmly pressed against the side of his neck.

"Don't touch her." The voice was terrifyingly calm, carrying a resolute determination to destroy everything. "And don't scare her either."

His gaze swept over Xu Wei and the camera. "I have already signed my will. If I die or something happens to me, everything will go to Xingye. If he is not here either, I will donate it all to the country."

He paused, watching the other person's expression change drastically, his lips curling into an icy smile: "The money in your hands can't take down the You family. The agreement is null and void, and you're doomed. Am I right, You Zirui?" The last three words were clearly spoken to the camera.

Xu Ziqi wanted to continue his madness, but You Jingxuan used force, and the pen tip pierced his skin. Crimson blood gushed out instantly, winding down his slender and fragile neck, staining the white collar of his shirt.