Chapter 266: Chapter 266 His Background Chapter 266: Chapter 266 His Background City center, Shengshi Building.

Sheng Siyuan had just finished a meeting and returned when he received a call from Xu Guannan, who was calling from Y city.

“President, I’ve got the medicine.”

“Good, hurry back and hand it over to Shen Fang so he can check what exactly the ingredients are in this medicine,”

he immediately said.

Xu Guannan uttered an “Mhm” from the other end.

“However, I made some inquiries on the side and asked that nurse surnamed Zhang. She said this medicine was developed by a very talented researcher in their scientific research department, and such a situation shouldn’t have occurred.”

He hadn’t hung up yet when he added another sentence.

“Who is it?” asked Sheng Siyuan coldly upon hearing such high praise.

After a moment’s hesitation, Xu Guannan replied, “Xiahou Xiu, also the grandson of Xiahou Yi!”

“…”

There was a two-second silence in the office.

And the man holding the phone in front of the desk, behind his glasses, was nothing but shocked.

But more than that, a dangerous aura was brewing.

“What a coincidence?”

“Yes, I also think it’s a bit too coincidental. You mentioned earlier that Xiahou Yi wouldn’t accept your gift, and now, on the lady’s side, there appears a Xiahou Xiu. Do you think it’s possible he wants to get a bigger bargaining chip from you?”

Xu Guannan, who had been with this man for many years, was on the same page upon learning about Xiahou Xiu.

He had also arrived at this level of thinking.

Sheng Siyuan did not speak.

But at this moment, his expression was colder and more fierce than at any other time, his pupils frosted with snow, causing a shiver down the spine to those who saw.

“First, investigate this person, and also, secretly bring over Dr. Qin without letting anyone discover,”

“Yes, President,”

Xu Guannan hung up the phone.

Xiahou Xiu…

On this side, the man put down his phone and went to sit at his desk where he then sat motionless for a good four or five minutes.

He remembered the night he had returned to the old house to ask the old master about Xiahou Yi.

“If Xiahou Yi knew your mother, it must be because of the Bai Family. Your grandmother is the goddaughter of Old Lady Bai, and your mother often went to play at the Bai house before she was married,”

the old master had told him at the time.

So, in other words, Xiahou Yi could have known Sheng’s mother only through encounters at the Bai house.

But for such a relationship, was it worth making a personal visit to pay respects?

The ink in the man’s eyes grew increasingly dark.

[Last time I asked you to have someone keep an eye on Xiahou Yi, is there any news?]

[Nothing!] The reply came back swiftly.

[After he returned to Chongzhou, he went to the island and hasn’t been seen coming out since.]

[…]

It was as if the trail had gone cold again.

The man was getting somewhat frustrated. He glanced at his watch, thinking of the person waiting at home.

He rose and left his office.

But what he didn’t know was that just as he was at a loss about the matter, far away in the imperial capital, the couple Jian Zhongzhou, after Wang Meifeng returned from a trip to the Wang Family, had uncovered a very important clue.

“I heard from my cousin that Wang Wanjun frequently visited the Xiahou house in the months before her incident.”

“Often?” As soon as he heard this, Jian Zhongzhou’s eyes nearly popped out.

“She had such audacity? Isn’t she afraid?”

“Afraid of what? This woman used to love seducing men; wherever she saw someone with a good background and decent appearance, she’d definitely take the initiative to strike up a conversation.”

Wang Meifeng spoke with a touch of malice.

And as she said these things, she might have forgotten that the reason she could even say them was because she had been nothing but Wang Wanjun’s little follower in the past.

Jian Zhongzhou’s complexion turned ugly.

He too remembered how he had been a man whom Wang Wanjun wouldn’t even glance at, a man she disdained despite her reputation for flirting.

It showed just how lacking he was!

“Who was at the Xiahou family at that time? By then, Xiahou Yi’s only son, Xiahou Maolin, was already married and had a pair of twin sons.”

“Exactly,” Wang Meifeng said, her tone growing even more sarcastic upon hearing this.

“So, guess why this woman would rather die than tell me who the father of the child in her womb was?”

“!!!!”

Jian Zhongzhou was speechless!

This secret that had been hidden for twenty-seven years was now exploding with a truth most shocking!

“This woman is unbelievably bold-hearted—to have an affair with Xiahou Yi’s son, isn’t she scared of being discovered and killed outright by Xiahou Yi?”

After he regained his senses, Jian Zhongzhou murmured this, his mind reeling from the immense shock, completely forgetting why they were digging up this information in the first place.

It was ultimately Wang Meifeng who, seeing his distressed appearance, moved forward and punched him in his frustration.

“What are you thinking about? Now that we have the truth, our top priority should be to deal with your situation!”

“Right, right…” he finally came to his senses after being reminded like this.

“Since that’s the case, this is the best news. I’ll immediately inform Xiahou Maolin’s wife; she certainly won’t let Sheng Siyuan off the hook!”

As he sobered up, a particularly sinister scheme quickly emerged from the depths of his heart.

Wang Meifeng was in full agreement.

“Exactly, if his wife finds out her husband has such a big illegitimate son, she will be furious. But…”

She suddenly paused again.

“Can his wife really take care of Sheng Siyuan? Sheng Siyuan is now the CEO of Shengshi Group.”

“What’s not possible about that?” Jian Zhongzhou snorted.

“Don’t forget, her family now holds significant power in the capital. Would they allow their daughter to endure such a massive humiliation within the Xiahou family?”

“Right, right!”

Reminded like this, Wang Meifeng finally revealed a smile again.

“So, when you put it that way, Sheng Siyuan is as good as dead!”

“Hmm,” Jian Zhongzhou nodded.

“Plus, the Xiahou family is extremely concerned about their reputation. When Xiahou Maolin’s wife kicks up a fuss, Xiahou Yi will not dare to utter a word. If he doesn’t intervene, then Sheng Siyuan will have nothing but death to wait for!”

Jian Zhongzhou added another cruel remark.

The woman was so thrilled and shocked by what she heard that she almost jumped up in excitement.

Thus, Sheng Siyuan’s fate was sealed—he was headed down a dead end, and they could finally seek revenge for their daughter.

“Good, let’s take action then,” Wang Meifeng stood up.

“It’s perfect timing. I know a few people who are quite close to Xiahou Maolin’s wife. I’ll go and make an appointment with them now.”

She walked to the vanity, adjusted her outfit in the mirror, and soon after, with her purse in hand, she headed out the door.

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Jiangbei.

Yin Hehe, along with her three children, finally set out with the man; it was already past ten in the morning.

A sunny morning, the car drove along the mountainous roads towards the city center, and Yin Hehe, turning to the side, saw fiery red maple leaves dancing outside the window, a breathtaking sight.

“This scenery is truly beautiful,” she exclaimed sincerely.

Sheng Siyuan glanced at her, noticing the delicate little face beneath the car window, now full of a childlike smile.

He suppressed a flicker of irritation in his heart and the corner of his mouth curved into an attractive smile.