You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Two clear and loud baby cries, one after the other, were like sharp swords at dawn.

It crashed through the thick soundproof door.

It hit Chen Yuan's eardrum.

His fingers, which were gripping the upholstered wall, suddenly stopped.

The torn leather made a slight "ripping" sound.

The blood seeping from under the fingernails left several shocking red marks on the cold white wall.

The stagnant air in the corridor seemed to begin to flow again in that instant.

"Click".

The heavy metal isolation door emitted a dull mechanical clicking sound.

The red warning light above the door turned green.

The two explosion-proof doors slid open slowly to the sides.

A strong, metallic, pungent smell of blood.

It had a strong smell of high-concentration medical iodine.

It rudely shattered the chamomile scent in the corridor.

Come on.

Su Qingqing held onto the metal door frame with one hand.

There were a few mottled dark red bloodstains on the white coat.

She pulled off the blue medical mask hanging from her ears.

The edges of the gold-rimmed glasses were covered with a fine layer of moisture.

"Mr. Chen."

Her voice betrayed an undeniable dryness and exhaustion.

His chest heaved violently.

"The twins, a boy and a girl, are safe and sound, both mother and children."

As her voice fell.

Two senior nurses in sterile gowns carefully walked out of the door.

In their arms, each held a tiny swaddled baby wrapped in a top-quality, constant-temperature cashmere blanket.

Two wrinkled little lumps of flesh were crying loudly with their eyes closed.

The nurse's face was plastered with a professional and ingratiating smile.

This is the heir to Star Venture Capital and the Shen family conglomerate!

A baby born with the world's most expensive silver spoon in its mouth!

"Chairman Chen, look."

The lead nurse, holding a baby boy dressed in blue undergarments, took a half-step forward.

"The brother weighs five pounds eight ounces, and the sister weighs five pounds two ounces; they're both very well-grown..."

She hadn't finished speaking.

A gust of wind, carrying a chilling edge, swept past her side.

She lifted the edge of her sterile cap.

Chen Yuan didn't even spare a glance for the two new lives that symbolized the inheritance of a trillion-dollar empire.

His tall and imposing figure resembled a black lightning bolt out of control.

He walked right past the two nurses.

The speed was so fast that the fabric on her shoulder brushed against the nurse's arm, causing her to take a half step back.

His gaze was fixed on the depths of the delivery room.

Those dark eyes, which had remained unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before them, were instantly filled with overwhelming panic.

His muscles were taut like a piece of raw iron.

You could even see his hands, hanging at his sides, trembling uncontrollably.

He had only one thought in his mind.

Evening boat.

He wanted to see her.

Just as Chen Yuan rushed into the delivery room, which reeked of blood.

Thirty kilometers away.

Inside the core server room on the third basement floor of Xingchen Venture Capital's headquarters.

Xiao Liu stared intently at the flashing vital signs monitoring data on the screen.

We saw that the heart rate curve representing the mother finally stabilized.

He gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the metal control panel in front of him.

"It's done!"

The boy's hoarse voice boomed through the roaring server room.

He placed his hands back on the mechanical keyboard.

Ten fingers blurred into a blur, striking out rapid, crisp sounds.

"Highest-level broadcast access on the entire network, activated!"

A line of special code, encrypted multiple times, followed the ghost base station on the dark web.

Like an invisible depth charge.

Following the submarine fiber optic cable, it instantly struck all the world's capital hubs.

North America, Wall Street.

This was during the local afternoon trading session.

In Goldman Sachs' trading floor, hundreds of traders are staring at the sluggish market data.

Sudden.

A blinding blue light flashed from the giant circular electronic screen in the very center.

All regular transaction data was forcibly cut off.

A striking hourglass icon pops up in the center of the screen.

A line of constantly scrolling gold characters followed beside it.

"Star Ventures' highest-level command: A new era begins."

A senior analyst with a full head of blond hair dropped his coffee cup onto the keyboard with a clatter.

Brown liquid splattered everywhere.

He stared intently at the line of text, as if he had lost his soul.

"The heir...the heir to Star Capital has been born!"

He grabbed the red dedicated phone on the table and roared at the top of his lungs into the receiver.

"Buy! Pour in all the money in the pool!"

"Sweep up all the shares of Star Capital's subsidiaries!"

The same scene.

In the City of London, at the Tokyo Stock Exchange, and in the Capital Tower in Frankfurt.

Simultaneous performance.

Those century-old money families who had once feared Chen Yuan's ruthless methods and had been watching from the sidelines.

After seeing the signal that an heir has been established.

Like hungry wolves smelling blood, they frantically poured massive amounts of money into the market.

Only a business empire with a continuous lineage possesses the most unbreakable stability.

On the major stock market indices.

The red candlestick represents Star Venture Capital and the Shen family conglomerate.

It skyrocketed like a volcanic eruption.

It swept through everything in its path, directly breaking through the upper limit of the daily price limit on all trading software.

Trillions of yuan were transferred and accumulated in a frenzy within just one minute.

The entire global capital market.

They're all using this most barbaric and brutal way of burning money.

A golden road to heaven was paved for these two newborn lives.

At this time.

Inside the sterile delivery room at Genting Highlands.

The outside world's trillion-dollar wealth frenzy was completely blocked out by thick soundproof walls.

The temperature in the delivery room was set to 26 degrees Celsius.

But the strong smell of blood in the air still made one's nose sting.

The harsh, white light of the operating lamp shone on the multi-functional birthing bed in the center of the room.

Chen Yuan stopped at the edge of the bed.

The leather shoes made a dull thud as they stepped on the cold floor tiles.

He looked at the girl lying on the bed.

Shen Wanzhou kept her eyes tightly closed.

His long, black hair was completely soaked with sweat, clinging to his pale cheeks and neck in strands.

Her once full and rosy lips had now lost all color.

It was covered with tiny, bloody gashes caused by teeth biting.

A faint trace of blood was still seeping out.

That tiny face, no bigger than the palm of your hand, was lifelessly sunk into the snow-white pillow.

It's like a broken porcelain doll that's just been pulled out of the water.

On a vital signs monitor next to it.

The green wavy lines undulate slowly.

It emits a monotonous dripping sound.

Several doctors are methodically carrying out the final cleaning work.

The instruments clanged against the stainless steel tray with a crisp sound.

Chen Yuan's gaze.

It clung tightly to the girl's pale, translucent cheek.

His tall and upright body seemed to have been drained of all its strength.

My legs feel weak.

He took half a step forward.

Her knees slammed heavily against the metal railing at the edge of the delivery bed.

It made a muffled "bang".

But he didn't even frown.

Chen Yuan knelt on one knee beside the delivery bed.

A large, well-defined hand reached along the edge of the pristine white sheet.

That hand that manipulates the dark web, capable of bankrupting a nation with the touch of a mouse.

It was trembling like a fallen leaf drifting in the cold wind.

He fumbled around.

My fingertips touched something icy cold.

That was Shen Wanzhou's hand resting on her side.

His ten fingers lay limply spread out, with bruises still visible under his fingernails from the intense exertion.

Chen Yuan grabbed that cold, trembling little hand and held it in his palm.

it's too cold.

It was as cold as a piece of ice just taken out of an ice cellar.

Sweat mixed with physiological exhaustion caused her body temperature to drop to normal.

He used his two large hands to completely envelop her small hand.

Trying to transfer the warmth from my body little by little.

The heart inside the chest felt like it was being cut back and forth with a dull, rusty saw.

The pain was so intense that even his breath smelled strongly of rust.

He once thought that he had been abandoned on that snowy day five years ago.

Nothing will ever hurt him again in his life.

But now.

Looking at this woman who almost went through the gates of hell to give birth to his child.

He then realized that she had long since firmly grasped his weakness.

Chen Yuan lowered his head.

He pressed his face tightly against her cold, sweat-soaked palms.

The taut muscles along his jawline completely collapsed the moment they touched her skin.

The air conditioning in the delivery room was blowing.

A wisp of dust was stirred up under the operating light.

Chen Yuan knelt on one knee beside the delivery bed, his large, well-defined hands trembling as he grasped Shen Wanzhou's cold, sweat-soaked fingers. He pressed his face tightly against her palm, and hot liquid silently splattered onto the pristine white sheets.