Chapter 1061: Chapter 1061: Document

Panting as he arrived at the emergency room, he learned that Lin Yuan had already been transferred to a ward.

In a rush to the ward, he saw Lin Yuan receiving an IV drip, asleep.

Bai Jingshan sat at the side, looking out the window, a bit forlorn.

“Mr. Bai, you…”

Bai Jingshan shushed him, raising a finger to stop him from speaking further, picked up his coat, and led him out of the room. “Your mother just fell asleep. The doctor said it’s very dangerous this time. You need to take good care of your mother. I have something to do and need to leave. I’ll come to see your mother another day.”

After saying this, he didn’t wait for a response and left with his coat.

Lin Hu couldn’t just let him leave like that.

Hurriedly, he grabbed Bai Jingshan’s clothing, “Mr. Bai, did you pay for my mom’s hospital fees?”

Bai Jingshan looked at Lin Hu, seeing the stubborn yet sincere look on this young man’s face.

“Call me Uncle Bai. Don’t worry about the hospital fees. Consider it a small gesture from me. The important thing is to get your mom treated well. The doctor said it’s a dangerous illness, so you must work hard.”

Lin Hu bowed deeply to Bai Jingshan. No one had ever helped them like this in his life. Lin Hu was used to relying on himself, used to being alone.

But now, someone reached out in their time of need, helping them through such a tough time—this was an enormous favor.

“Thank you, thank you so much! I will definitely repay you.”

Bai Jingshan smiled, patting the young man’s shoulder, and then turned to leave.

Lin Hu watched Bai Jingshan’s retreating figure with tears in his eyes.

Bai Jingshan got back into the car, “Back to the company!”

The driver started the car.

Observing that Bai Jingshan didn’t look well, the driver tentatively suggested, “Mr. Bai, you don’t look so good. Perhaps you should go home and rest!”

Having been with Bai Jingshan for many years, the driver was an old hand and familiar with Bai Jingshan, otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to suggest such a thing.

Bai Jingshan shook his head, “There’s still a lot to do at the company. I need to go see.”

Back at the company, Bai Jingshan locked himself in his office, staring at the phone in his hand, torn over whether to make the call. It was a tough decision.

Still, he felt obliged to offer a stick of incense at Yu Shaoya’s grave.

Picking up the phone, “Xiao Zhuang, investigate someone for me, Yu Shaoya! Yes, all the information, as fast as possible.”

He finally learned her name was Yu Shaoya.

Regrettably, she had already passed away twenty-three years ago. Bai Jingshan felt a pang in his heart, remembering the scoundrel Shang Feng who let go of such a wonderful woman—a sin deserving of death.

Night fell.

Bai Jingshan had not yet gone home.

He smoked one cigarette after another, the ashtray on his desk already full of cigarette butts. With no windows open, the office was filled with smoke, though he didn’t notice. But when the secretary opened the door, he almost choked on the smoky air.

“Mr. Bai, the report you requested.”

“Leave the report and go,” Bai Jingshan said, almost impatiently grabbing the file folder.

The secretary hesitated a moment, since it was well past working hours.

But because their top boss hadn’t left, the secretary couldn’t go home either.

The problem was, working overtime was one thing, but their boss hadn’t eaten dinner.

“Mr. Bai, how about I get you something to eat? I can buy you some supper.”

Bai Jingshan glanced at his watch, and it was already half-past ten.

Apologetically, he said to his secretary, “You may go home. Don’t worry about me. If I want something later, I’ll have the driver get it.”

The people around him were all those who had helped build his career from the ground up. Their loyalty and competence were unquestionable.

The secretary left for the day.

The boss was someone who meant what he said. Once told to leave, the secretary simply left, assuming no major tasks were left to handle.

Nevertheless, he was curious about the file, which he was informed was top-secret when delivered.

Since their boss hadn’t left the office since coming back in the afternoon, it was likely he had been waiting for this file the whole time.

Though the company had many important projects, it was rare for anything to require their boss to stay up all night.

It was undoubtedly surprising.

Bai Jingshan was filled with intense emotion, eager to open the file yet fearful.

The woman in his mind, like a goddess—what was she truly like?

One might say it’s longing for home, yet as he looked at the file, he found himself afraid to open it.

Perhaps he feared it would destroy all the beautiful images he harbored in his mind.

He took in a deep drag of his cigarette, extinguishing the butt in the ashtray.

Summoning his courage, he opened the file.

The stack of reports he found inside had a black-and-white photograph on top.

The woman in the photo was about seventeen or eighteen, her black hair braided in twin plaits. Wearing a snow-white dress, her exquisite, delicate features were makeup-free, yet she exuded a sense of lazy charm with a hint of playfulness.

Those expressive eyes seemed to look at him quietly through the picture.

They shone like stars in the sky.

It was her, it was indeed her.

Just looking at those eyes, he knew, she was that girl.

Those were eyes that could speak.

Although she hadn’t said much to him that night, the complex emotions contained within those eyes made him suddenly understand why, that night, Yu Shaoya chose to stay and save him.

Even if she hadn’t stayed, he could have taken a few cold showers, or continued soaking in the reservoir. Once the night passed, everything would have been over.

No matter what medicine it was, it was just a drug—once its effects dissipated, it might cause some temporary harm, but it wouldn’t really kill someone.

Yet she chose to stay.

At the time, he saw that determination in her eyes. Now, knowing her story, he finally understood that perhaps she was using that opportunity to avenge another man, and also to avenge herself.

Moreover, she resembled the goddess in his imagination so much.

Everything matched his fantasies.

But this woman was already gone.

He opened the file and seriously read all the information inside.

Tightly grasping the file, Shang Feng!

That man was still the despicable creature he thought.

If he ever encountered him, he was determined to destroy him.

No, he didn’t even need to meet him. Didn’t Lin Yuan mention it?

The Shang Family was in business, after all, so wouldn’t it be even easier to ruin someone in the business world?

Shang Feng, the Shang Family!

And wait, Shang Kaiwen?

Could it be that Shang Kaiwen was Shang Feng’s daughter!

If that’s true, then this was getting interesting.

No wonder they say, like father, like son; a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix a phoenix, and the offspring of rats dig holes.

Shang Kaiwen’s ambition seemed to match her father’s. Such a fiercely ambitious person, full of schemes against him, he would need to investigate thoroughly.