Courtyard House: I'm surrounded by celestial beauties on either side.

Shang Zixun remained silent.

Shang Kang'an continued his reprimand: "You're still too young. If the Rong family didn't have some tricks up their sleeves, how could they have climbed to their current positions?"

"And then there's Fang Chengxuan. He was able to cooperate with the Rong family's plan and even left a backup plan to deal with me before he left, which shows that he's not a simple character either."

Be careful, don't let him be bewitched.

Shang Zixun listened silently and nodded: "Dad, I understand."

But deep down, another voice was refuting it.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Dad, I met a man surnamed Yin at school. He said his ancestors were surnamed Shang, but later changed their surname to Yin."

Could he be the person you told me to be wary of?

"Yin..."

Shang Kang'an pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "According to their family rules, this generation's name should contain the character 'Sheng'."

He looked up and asked, "What's that person's name?"

"Yin Sheng".

Shang Zixun replied.

"Yin Sheng? It really is him! Be careful of him. Also, we must get something from him."

Shang Kang'an beckoned and whispered a few words into Shang Zixun's ear.

Shang Zixun nodded, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he remained expressionless: "Okay, Dad, I understand."

As Shang Zixun pushed his bicycle away from the farm, he glanced back at the gate.

He thought his parents would come out to see him off, but there was no one at the door.

"Dad, is everything really as you say?"

Looking at the empty gate, Shang Zixun murmured to himself, then got on his bike and rode towards the school.

As he approached the school, he suddenly turned the car around and headed straight for Fang's house.

As dusk fell, Fang Chengxuan heard that Shang Zixun had come to visit and specifically asked to see him. Slightly surprised, he got up and went out.

As he was leaving, he noticed that the Rong family was also present.

"My name is Shang Zixun, and I am a descendant of Shang Heyun."

"I've come today to ask the Rong family to return the items they took from the merchant's shop years ago."

Upon seeing that everyone had arrived, Shang Zixun spoke with a serious expression.

Fang Chengxuan sat down with his hot drink, looking at Shang Zixun with slight surprise, but didn't say anything.

Rong Wenyao glanced quickly at Fang Chengxuan, who shrugged.

Grandpa Rong looked Shang Zixun up and down: "You claim to be a descendant of Shang Heyun, what proof do you have?"

Shang Zixun rolled up his left sleeve and dabbed some tea on his arm.

A red "商" (Shang) character appeared where the tea had soaked into the water.

The characters evolved into patterns, similar to later symbols.

Fang Chengxuan took a sip of tea, thinking to himself, "He really is someone from the Shang family, but where are his adoptive parents?"

"It seems you are indeed a descendant of the Shang dynasty."

"In that case, you've come to retrieve the merchant's belongings."

But didn't your elders tell you that there were three conditions for retrieving these things from the Rong family?

Grandpa Rong looked serious.

After what happened with Rong Wenyue, his attitude towards the son of his old friend had changed from joy to caution.

Shang Zixun shook his head: "No."

"My parents died in a arson fire when I was six years old. They were tied up and covered in injuries before they died."

Upon hearing this, the Rong family members gasped in shock.

Fang Chengxuan raised an eyebrow, thinking, "I knew it!"

He said, "Someone told you that it was the Rong family who did it?"

Seeing the Rong family's surprised expressions, Shang Zixun nodded: "Yes."

"The Rong family has been secretly searching for the descendants of the Shang family, but they never intended to harm anyone."

The matter concerning your parents was absolutely not the work of the Rong family.

Grandpa Rong said solemnly.

Fang Chengxuan stared at Shang Zixun: "Were your adoptive parents people of the Shang family? Have you ever seen them with the same tattoos on their arms?"

Shang Zixun shook his head: "I've tested it, no."

"You must have known something to come to the Rong family."

Grandpa, what are the three conditions the merchant can take back their items?

Fang Chengxuan quickly got to the point.

Grandpa Rong glanced at Shang Zixun and said slowly, "The Shang family left behind a lot of things, which can even be described as a huge fortune."

To avoid disputes arising from entrusting the task to one person, your ancestors set three conditions back then…”

"First of all, the person who comes must be a member of the merchant's bloodline, which you have already verified."

Secondly, visitors must carry the merchant's family crest, which is usually passed down through generations by an heir chosen by the merchant.

In theory, the person who holds the family crest is the head of the business, and the rest of the clan members must obey his orders and assist in revitalizing the business.

Third, this person must rebuild the business empire before the Rong family will return the entrusted items ten years later.

Grandpa Rong looked solemnly at Shang Zixun.

Seeing his astonished expression, Grandpa Rong said again, "Wait a moment."

He got up and went back to his room, and a moment later he brought out a black wooden box.

"Your name is Shang Zixun, which confirms your lineage as a merchant."

According to the agreement of your ancestors, this item should be returned to you.

Shang Zixun took the wooden box, on which hung a familiar lock, exactly the same as the one he had played with as a child.

Upon opening the box from memory, I found two neatly stacked layers of small goldfish inside.

The Rong family members remained calm, while Shang Zixun secretly observed them, his thin lips slightly pursed.

"Since you've come looking for a merchant, I'll be frank with you."

Your ancestors did entrust the Rong family with some things, but we can't give them to you right now.

You can use this goldfish to contact other business people.

Ten years from now, if you become the head of the business, the Rong family will naturally return the property to its rightful owner.

The Rong family wouldn't stoop to coveting what belongs to others.

Grandpa Rong's sharp eyes revealed his deep-seated doubts.

"Thank you, Grandpa Rong. I understand."

Shang Zixun's face was somber, his heart churning.

What I once firmly believed in has now been overturned.

Fang Chengxuan stood to the side, his expression indifferent.

"Qiu Gaoyang, escort Shang Zixun later, be careful as it gets late."

Qiu Gaoyang nodded in agreement.

Shang Zixun looked at Fang Chengxuan, thinking that if it weren't for this person, he might not have dared to do what he did today.

"Could we travel together for a while?"

He extended an invitation.

Knowing Fang Chengxuan's temperament, Grandpa Rong said, "Why don't you go for a walk with him?"

Fang Chengxuan put down his teacup: "Okay."

The two walked side by side. After a moment of silence, Shang Zixun said in a low voice, "The contingency plan you left when you went to Changchun Province back then allowed my adoptive parents to be arrested as spies. Fortunately, they were only sent to a farm."

Fang Chengxuan's eyes flickered slightly: "The day my wife sprained her ankle, was it unintentional or deliberate?"

It was purely accidental.

My sister suddenly pushed me, and the brakes on that old bicycle failed.

Shang Zixun explained.

Fang Chengxuan scrutinized him: "Your sister told my wife that it was you who repeatedly hinted to her not to push, which provoked her to act rebelliously."

Shang Zixun's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Yin Sheng should be another branch of the business community."

Although I don't know the family's social standing, I am aware of the Rong family's background.

It seems that the blood flowing in the veins of the Shang family is just as intolerant of fratricide as that of the Rong family.

As a top student from Tsinghua University, whether you have that sum of money or not, your future is limitless.

Don't let greed blind you and ruin your life.

Fang Chengxuan offered his advice.

Shang Zixun remained silent for a long time: "If the Rong family still cannot find any members of the Shang family, what will happen to that fortune?"

"Once the situation becomes clearer, the Rong family will donate it."

This must have been the original intention of the merchants' ancestors.

Now that you have shown yourself, it is time to return the item to its rightful owner.

Another point to note—if your adoptive parents are not business people but know the secrets, you should be careful.

As Fang Cheng finished speaking, Shang Ziqing suddenly appeared at the school gate, walking briskly towards him.

"elder brother!"

Her gaze darted between the two of them. "Why did you two come back together?"

"Your brother insisted on delivering the documents to Xinrui. It's not safe to walk at night, so I'll give him a ride."

Fang Chengxuan said calmly.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Shang Ziqing's eyes.

Shang Zixun nodded in agreement.

"I see."

She suddenly noticed the wooden box, reached out and snatched it, "What's this? Did Mom and Dad give it to you?"

Seeing the padlock on the box, she frowned and muttered, "Locked? What can't I see?"

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. "Wait a minute, Mom and Dad don't have this! Brother, where did this box come from?"

Beneath the innocent tone lay a probing probe.

Fang Chengxuan realized: This girl probably has ulterior motives.

"Now that it's been delivered, I'll take my leave."

He gestured to Shang Zixun.

Shang Ziqing clutched the wooden box tightly, refusing to let go: "Brother, did you confess to the Rong family? Did they give this to you?"

"Things found on the street should perhaps be returned to their owners."

Shang Zixun retrieved the wooden box.

"Let me keep it! I love these antique little boxes the most!"

She snatched it again.

Shang Zixun stepped aside, saying, "I'll keep it safe."

Shang Ziqing looked up, her eyes filled with grievance: "Brother, you've changed."

You used to do whatever I wanted.

"So, you told Rong Xinrui that the collision was a setup I orchestrated to get you to push someone?"

Shang Zixun's tone was calm, yet chilling.

Shang Ziqing's eyes widened, his face full of suspicion: "Brother, did you say something to the Rong family? Otherwise, why would they tell you this?"

"I didn't say anything to the Rong family," Shang Zixun said coldly. "When I went to deliver the things, Fang Chengxuan questioned me, but I had no answer."

I'm wondering, why would my sister slander me behind my back like this?

Shang Ziqing lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, saying with a wronged expression, "Brother, Rong Xinrui asked me in front of my classmates, and I was afraid of leaving a bad impression on them, so I... Brother, I'm sorry, please forgive me?"

On the other side, Fang Chengxuan saw Shang Zixun off and returned to the courtyard, where he saw Rong Wenyao smoking under a tree.

"Big brother," Fang Chengxuan called softly.

Rong Wenyao nodded: "The person was sent back? What else did they say?"

I didn't say much.

"They only said that the adoptive parents weren't from the business community, yet they knew about the affairs of the Shang and Rong families. I suspect they might have some connection with the real business owners."

"Also, there's a guy at our school named Yin Sheng who should have a merchant's emblem on him."

Rong Wenyao frowned: "So, after my father and I had our accident, they were the ones targeting you in Beijing?"

"It should be." Fang Chengxuan nodded.

Rong Wenyao stubbed out his cigarette: "Leave this to me. You and Xinrui can focus on your studies."

Fang Chengxuan reminded him, "Big brother, be careful."

Now that you and Dad are back, if the people behind you are manipulated like Shang Zixun, or if their personalities go astray, you are in more danger than I am.

Rong Wenyao chuckled: "I know, you should be careful too."

"I know what I'm doing," Fang Chengxuan said.

The two went home and chatted for a while before resting.

The next day, Saturday, Fang Chengxuan and Rong Xinrui were woken up at nine o'clock.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chengxuan asked Chen Ying, who was standing at the door.

Chen Ying glanced at the living room: "The law enforcement officers have arrived, and they've brought Qin Huairu with them."

"Qin Huairu?" Fang Chengxuan frowned.

Chen Ying nodded: "She's not in a good state. The law enforcement officers said she only remembers you."

Fang Chengxuan was speechless: "She has family, what does that have to do with me?"

After washing up, Rong Xinrui also came out.

In the living room, Qin Huairu tried to pounce on Fang Chengxuan as soon as she saw him, but he dodged her and she fell to the ground.

The law enforcement officer explained, "Hongcheng cracked a human trafficking case, and Qin Huairu was rescued, but she only remembers you, so we had no choice but to bring her here."

Fang Chengxuan sneered: "She has a husband and children. What do you mean by bringing her to me?"

"You all know the feud between me and the Jia family. Don't talk about sympathy. Take them away."

At this moment, Qin Huairu suddenly pointed at Rong Xinrui and cried out, "Fang Chengxuan, you said you would marry me! Did this vixen seduce you?"

He then reached out to grab Rong Xinrui's face.

Fang Chengxuan kicked her away: "You dare touch her?"

Qin Huairu collapsed to the ground, utterly incredulous: "You hit me for someone else? Fang Chengxuan, how could you do this to me?"

Fang Chengxuan looked at her coldly, knowing in his heart that this woman had not lost her memory at all.

The two law enforcement officers witnessed this scene, their lips twitching, unsure whether to reprimand Qin Huairu's actions or criticize Fang Chengxuan's violence.

"Officer, Qin Huairu has clearly been driven to a mental breakdown by torture. To ensure public safety, we recommend that she be sent to a mental hospital for treatment."

Fang Chengxuan's tone was icy.

Seeing the officer frown, he added, "I'm willing to cover her medical expenses as compensation for that kick." He then handed over two hundred yuan.

"Given her tendency to harm others and her self-harming behavior, isn't sending her to a mental hospital the most appropriate course of action, as it both complies with regulations and provides treatment?"

Fang Chengxuan's gaze was calm, and he appeared exceptionally sincere.

Qin Huairu shook her head, tears streaming down her face: "I'm not crazy! Fang Chengxuan, you said you would marry me, have you forgotten?"

The law enforcement officers looked at Fang Chengxuan with suspicion.

He sneered and retorted, "If this isn't madness, then what is?"