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Yan Zongjing certainly wouldn't give it to him.

Shi Miao felt a little regretful and had no choice but to leave the tea room empty-handed.

And they call themselves the elite elite.

They won't even give me a check for a few million.

stingy person.

After walking a distance, Ji Cailing patted her chest, which was finally beating less fast, and carefully raised her eyes to look at Shi Miao.

Of course she knew Shi Miao.

In that consultation room, while waiting for the head of orthopedics to arrive.

The two young people touched heads together and held hands affectionately.

Jiang Yingxu's gaze toward her was filled with undisguised tenderness and respect.

Anyone who saw it could tell how much he liked her.

Therefore, upon receiving the news from the old house that the old man had sent someone to invite Shi Miao over, the couple didn't dare to delay for a moment and rushed over in a panic, fearing that she would be made difficult.

Although.

Ji Cailing recalled Yan Zongjing's unpleasant expression and Shi Miao's nonchalant attitude upon entering the room—

Anyone who didn't know better would think that it was the old man who was being harassed and angered.

How is that possible?

Ji Cailing shook her head, never imagining that her venerable grandfather, who held such great authority at home, would one day lose control of his emotions and become unruly. Her gaze towards Shi Miao was filled with unease and guilt.

"Excuse me... Miaomiao, may I call you that?"

Shi Miao nodded in agreement.

Ji Cailing breathed a sigh of relief, her words soft and earnest, "No matter what the old man said today, please don't take it seriously."

"Xiao Xu really likes you, and he's very happy when he's with you."

Her children had such a hard life.

Ji Cailing and Yan Xingrong now only want to offer him everything they have, trying to make up for the lost time. How could they possibly say a bad word about the person they love?

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the entrance of the old house.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back door.

Shi Miao didn't rush to get into the car. Instead, she tilted her head slightly and looked at Ji Cailing, "Are you standing on Jiang Yingxu's side, even if he's going against Grandpa Yan?"

Ji Cailing clenched her fingers and nodded vigorously.

Her attitude was so firm, and her eyes so expectant.

But Shi Miao thought of the original plot.

Even though Jiang Yingxu had shared his analysis with her, Shi Miao still harbored resentment towards them.

It is certainly the work of people who are deliberately misleading, deceiving, and manipulating their perceptions and judgments.

They can claim they are innocent.

Jiang Yingxu, who was suspected, abandoned, and isolated in the original book, could only plead his innocence to whom?

"Wait for Jiang Yingxu to return."

Finally, Shi Miao looked at her seriously, her expression solemn and earnest, and said, "You must not disappoint him again."

The car door slammed shut, and the car slowly started moving, carrying Shi Miao on her journey home.

Ji Cailing stared blankly as the car drove away, remaining motionless for a moment, until Yan Xingrong, having endured the old man's angry reprimand, walked over dejectedly.

He pulled Ji Cailing's cold fingers over and, seeing her distraught appearance, quickly asked, "What's wrong? Were you frightened?"

Yan Xingrong tried his best to appear relaxed.

"Actually, Dad just looks fierce on the surface, but he'll never actually lay a hand on me. Anyway, I'm used to him scolding me a few times..."

Ji Cailing blinked, and suddenly, without warning, two hot tears fell, landing between their clasped fingers.

Amidst Yan Xingrong's anxious questioning.

She suppressed her sorrow and murmured, "Why again..."

A dull ache rose in my chest.

It seems that at some point, she really caused her child a lot of injustice.

-

The IPHO tournament will begin on June 25th.

Led by a professor from the Department of Physics at National Tsing Hua University, the national team successfully won first place in both the team and individual total scores after five hours of competition in both theory and experiment.

On the awards stage, Jiang Yingxu was surrounded by his teammates, with two heavy gold medals hanging on his chest, holding a certificate in one hand and the national flag in the other, looking at the camera with relaxed eyes.

The bright lights in the venue clearly outlined his deep and sharp facial features. His dark eyes reflected the dazzling lights, and the gold medal on his chest refracted tiny sparkles of light, making him seem to glow.

With a snap.

This group photo became the largest photograph ever published in domestic media, appearing on newspaper front pages, WeChat official accounts, and the covers of various news videos.

It attracted many ordinary people who didn't care about this matter.

[You got first place again! Congratulations!]

[I was drawn in by the handsome guy in the center, wow, is this the kind of face you see in official HD photos?!]

[At first glance, I thought the cover was a new celebrity update, and I was about to say I really liked it, but when I clicked in, oh my god, it's a genius!]

Oh no, I like it even more now!

[I saw this! This is Jiang Province's top science student this year, and also the captain of the national team!]

[Heavens above, I'll never call you Mom again! Look at the equipment you give others, and look at the equipment you give me! The gap between people is bigger than Mount Everest TAT]

In previous years, IPhO did not receive much coverage in China. This year, thanks to Jiang Yingxu's outstanding good looks, many small official accounts and marketing accounts chased the trend and made videos, which unexpectedly made that group photo go viral.

Even if the average person can't understand physics problems, surely they can appreciate beauty?

The lively comment section is always full of oddities from the scene.

Soon after, under a popular video, a volunteer posted photos of coaches and athletes from various countries attending a hotel buffet dinner.

Someone asked in the comments: "Where's that really handsome squad leader?"

The volunteer replied: "I received a phone call; it seemed to be urgent, so I flew back to China first."

-

I had to buy a plane ticket at the last minute, and the only available flight was a red-eye flight at night.

After an eleven-hour flight, it was already the morning of the next day when we landed.

Inside the Yan family's old residence.

Every day at seven o'clock, it is Yan Zongjing's inescapable time for practicing Vajra Kung Fu.

The servants had already cleaned the courtyard in advance, and the butler was waiting by the side with a soft towel and warm water in his hand.

Everyone knows Yan Zongjing's rules, and under normal circumstances, no one will bother him.

But today is different.

The butler looked up and saw the boy striding across the corridor.

He walked in a hurry, his eyebrows and eyes like the surface of a lake with floating ice floes, his demeanor extremely cold.

The butler was not surprised by Jiang Yingxu's appearance and bowed slightly, "Young Master Xu."

In the courtyard, Yan Zongjing, dressed in loose training clothes, slowly and methodically practiced his punches without turning his head. He chuckled and said, "You wouldn't come home when I called you before, but it's strange that you came to find me today."

Jiang Yingxu didn't respond to his seemingly intimate words, but simply glanced at the time on his phone.

When Yan Zongjing turned his head, he noticed that the corners of his eyebrows relaxed slightly.

She's quite sensible.

I knew to wait until he finished his boxing match before bothering him.

Thinking this, Yan Zongjing slowly began to withdraw his stance, but at that moment, footsteps came from not far away.

Yan Zhaozhou was sleeping soundly at home when he was suddenly woken up by a phone call from Jiang Yingxu. Without saying what it was about, Jiang asked him to come downstairs.

He still looked a little tired and confused. He ruffled his messy hair, glanced at his grandfather who was practicing martial arts, and then at Jiang Yingxu, who had a cold expression.

"What's wrong?"

*Smack*

Yan Zongjing finished his stance, slowly exhaled the stale air from his chest, and walked into the house. He took the towel from the butler and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You even called Xiaozhou along?"

Yan Zongjing spoke casually, but he had already thought of the girl Yan Zhaozhou was secretly dating.

He remained expressionless, but secretly shook his head.

Naive young man.

Do you think that by bringing in an ally, you can use that as leverage to negotiate with him?

Yan Zongjing spoke casually, his tone conveying a sense of knowing everything and amusement.

"What, you got so worked up just from chatting with that girl you were talking to that you're coming to me to interrogate me?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhaozhou, who was standing to the side, showed a slight change in expression.

He had heard about Yan Zongjing approaching Shi Miao, and it was hard not to think of Zou Yuanyuan, who was in a relationship with him. He didn't know what to do for a moment, and subconsciously turned his gaze to Jiang Yingxu.

He saw Jiang Yingxu's lips slowly curving upwards.

The boy's eyes were cold and sharp like ice, and his voice was like shattered ice, deep and clear, which must have been very pleasant to listen to.

If he hadn't been so aggressive.

Still pretending?

Yan Zongjing paused in wiping his hands.

He couldn't bear to hear that word anymore. He raised his head with a somber expression, only to be met with a pair of eyes full of mockery.

Jiang Yingxu looked at him, his gaze devoid of respect and awe for an elder, or gentleness towards a relative; it held only an extremely cold irony.

"There were some things I couldn't understand before, but with some extra help, I finally figured them out."

Jiang Yingxu looked straight at Yan Zongjing.

Every word was crystal clear.

"You're furious that the heir you carefully nurtured isn't a member of the Yan family, aren't you? It's like all the effort and hard work you've put in over the past ten years has gone to waste."

"You won't let Yan Shuli stay at the company anymore."

"But what about such a large corporation? Without an heir, who will inherit your Yan family?"

"Fortunately, you still have two grandsons. However, one is naive and reckless, deliberately indulged in play since childhood and has not received any education on being an heir. The other is ill-mannered, just adopted from outside, and has none of the demeanor of the noble family you admire."

"..."

Yan Zongjing slowly put down the towel.

Jiang Yingxu continued calmly as he recounted his story.

"So you came up with a great idea."

"A precious sword sealed in its sheath needs a whetstone hard enough and a loser to be used to sharpen it and draw blood."

"What a coincidence, you happen to have two grandchildren who meet the criteria."

"But people aren't inanimate objects. How can you keep this whetstone under your control so that it doesn't backfire on that still-developing, precious sword?"

"Then give him resources and support while secretly guiding him to misunderstand and dislike those around him, gradually pushing him to the brink of isolation and collapse."

"Then pretend to be his supporter, escort him into the group, and tempt him with the power and money of never betraying him."

"Smart people strive to climb higher, and the higher they climb and the harder they struggle, the better they can sharpen their knives."

"You know, hatred is far more likely to drive people than love—having a detestable cousin in front of you can easily provoke the reckless sword."

Jiang Yingxu looked at Yan Zongjing, whose smile had completely vanished.

He tilted his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the butler's shocked expression and Yan Zhaozhou's pale face.

Jiang Yingxu gave a slight smile, his tone so indifferent it was as if he were merely discussing the pleasant weather.

He asked, "Am I right, Grandpa?"

at the same time.

[Ding!]

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