The business suite had its doors and windows tightly closed, and the air felt stagnant and oppressive.
The organizers arranged a private rest room for Jiao Cheng, where he would not be disturbed by others. Jiao Cheng no longer held back his emotions.
"Did you arrange for Cen Li to be there?" Jiao Cheng asked, suppressing his anger.
Jiao Yuyin remained emotionless. "No."
"Bang!—"
Jiao Cheng slammed his cane on the floor with a deafening sound.
"You think you can provoke me by finding someone who looks like your mother to act out this play? You've grown wings now, but your methods are still too immature!"
“I told you it wasn’t me,” Jiao Yuyin replied casually, leaning against the wall.
"The company you're in charge of, Yingyue Entertainment, has an artist named Cen Li. Are you still going to deny it?"
“Heh…” Jiao Yuyin’s sneer escaped from the corner of his lips. “What? Did you think I was using that C-list celebrity to test you? I wouldn’t stoop to such a low-level tactic.”
Perhaps Jiao Yuyin's sarcasm was too harsh. Jiao Cheng no longer avoids mentioning Jiao Yuyin's mother as he used to.
Jiao Cheng suddenly stood up, stood in front of Jiao Yuyin, stared into Jiao Yuyin's eyes, and asked, "Before the Shifu Mining incident, you were investigating Tao Peng, right?"
Upon hearing the question, Jiao Yuyin understood that his elder brother Jiao Yushen's counterattack had begun.
Jiao Yushen must have reported his investigation to the old man; he couldn't have gotten away with being vague or covering it up.
Jiao Yuyin did not avoid his father's fierce gaze. Looking into Jiao Cheng's eyes, he opened and closed his lips, "Yes."
"Did you arrange for the non-explosion-proof motors at Shifu Mining?"
"no."
"You also investigated the pharmaceutical factories under Tao Peng's name that were shut down?"
"right."
"Your mother committed suicide!" Jiao Cheng roared. "You focused solely on investigating the anonymous report submitted by Tao Peng, what? Did this whole family push your parents off the building together?"
Jiao Yuyin gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.
The information that the old man and Jiao Yushen have should only be limited to his investigation of Tao Peng, and they also believe that he is currently only investigating his mother's affairs. It seems that the investigation into his second sister, Jiao Huachang, needs to be accelerated.
The truth will eventually come out, but we must find the facts and evidence before the fire spreads.
Jiao Yuyin remained silent throughout.
Jiao Cheng's anger gradually subsided, and he said earnestly, "Don't think I'm unaware of what you've been doing behind my back. It was wrong of me to neglect your and your mother's feelings back then. But I never imagined your mother would commit suicide, let alone that you would witness her death..."
"Can we stop talking now?" Jiao Yuyin interrupted in a deep voice.
"Sigh..." Jiao Cheng sighed helplessly, "I've been trying to make it up to you all these years, and I've been good enough to you. Knowing that you're going to be stubborn again because of your mother's matter, I even handed over my second son's entertainment and sports company to you..."
Jiao Cheng continued talking, his earnest explanation a stark contrast to his earlier outburst of anger.
"My mother...did she really commit suicide?" Jiao Yuyin asked rhetorically.
He couldn't resist.
The person opposite him was, after all, his father. He had half the blood of this person in his body. And this person was talking non-stop about the sacrifices and hardships of being a father, looking somewhat like a pitiful old father trying to mend the relationship.
Jiao Yuyin struggled internally, but finally asked the question.
"...What...what do you mean?" Jiao Cheng's voice trembled slightly.
The air was eerily still.
Jiao Yuyin saw his father's chest rise and fall several times, his breath coming out from his nose and slightly open mouth, each exhale producing a heavy sound.
Jiao Yuyin remained expressionless and pressed on, "What does my mother's death have to do with you?"
"Smack!"
The burning pain on his cheek slowly spread, but Jiao Yuyin remained expressionless, as if he had already anticipated this slap.
Jiao Cheng glared angrily, "You unfilial and disobedient brat! If I find out again that you've been secretly investigating your mother..."
Jiao Cheng didn't continue.
Jiao Yuyin pressed his fist against the corner of his lips and wiped away the blood that had seeped out.
The pain from wiping made Jiao Yuyin somewhat numb.
Jiao Yuyin had only one thought on his mind: revenge.
Jiao Yuyin was certain that his father's reaction was not genuine, and that there must be a secret behind his mother's death.
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