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

Chen Yuan knelt on one knee beside the delivery bed.

His large, well-defined hands trembled as he grasped Shen Wanzhou's cold, sweat-soaked fingers.

He pressed his face firmly against her palm.

The scalding liquid splashed silently onto the pristine white sheets.

A small patch of dark water spread out.

The man's shoulders were stiff, and one knee was pressed against the cold floor tiles.

That murderous and ruthless aura honed over many years in the dark web.

This silent tear washed it all away completely.

Shen Wanzhou's fingertips twitched slightly.

She felt the warm, damp sensation in her palm.

Her eyelashes, like butterfly wings wet with rain, fluttered laboriously twice.

Her peach blossom eyes slowly opened a crack.

The light from the operating lamp was blinding, and it took her a few seconds to adjust.

Her gaze drifted down and settled on the man's dark hair buried in his palm.

"Chen Yuan..."

Her dry lips parted slightly.

He exhaled two faint breaths.

With effort, her fingers closed, grasping the man's large, rough palm in return.

The man's back trembled violently.

He slowly raised his head.

Those two pairs of unfathomable, chilling black eyes.

At this moment, it is covered with crisscrossing red blood vessels.

The tears in his eyes hadn't completely faded, revealing a tension born of surviving a catastrophe.

He did not avoid her weak gaze.

Rough calluses clung to her slightly cool fingertips.

He cupped her hand to his lips and, almost reverently, placed a trembling kiss upon it.

"I am here."

The man's voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed hard on coarse sandpaper.

Each syllable has a rough, grainy quality.

Shen Wanzhou wanted to laugh, but the movement aggravated the wound on her abdomen.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly in pain.

"Don't cry."

She gently rubbed the corner of his eye with the pad of her thumb.

Wipe away the last bit of moisture.

In front of this man who controls trillions of dollars in capital.

She always knew how to smooth out his barbs.

"Where is our baby?"

She asked softly, her eyes searching the delivery room.

Chen Yuan did not turn around.

He held her hands tightly with both of his, and pressed his cheeks back against the crook of her neck.

His breath sprayed onto her collarbone, carrying a scorching heat.

"She's with the nurse. Su Qingqing is having a checkup."

He paused.

His Adam's apple bobbed laboriously around his long neck.

I swallowed a mouthful of air.

"Wanzhou".

His voice was muffled against her neck, carrying a hint of vulnerability that was rarely seen.

"That snowy day twenty-two years ago."

"I was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage."

"The cold wind got into my throat, and I couldn't even cry out."

"At that time, I thought I was just a stray dog ​​waiting to die in a gutter for the rest of my life."

"Nothing in this world belongs to me."

Shen Wanzhou's fingers stiffened slightly.

Then, she gently placed her hand on the back of the man's head and stroked his stiff, short hair.

He was not interrupted.

"I fight tooth and nail on the dark web, I battle it out in the world of capital."

"I don't believe in fate, nor do I believe in people."

Chen Yuan's breathing became heavy.

"But when you handed me that black card through the crack in the door."

You gave me a home.

He looked up, his dark eyes meeting hers.

There are no fancy words.

Only by laying bare one's soul with complete honesty can one succeed.

"Now, you have given me the continuation of our bloodline."

"Thank you, Wanzhou."

"You are my only faith in this life."

Shen Wanzhou felt a sudden surge of intense sadness.

Warm tears welled up in my eyes.

She bit her lower lip, forcing back her tears.

"Fool."

She mumbled softly, her voice as gentle as melting spring water.

"You're my personal butler. If I don't give you a home, who will?"

The delivery room was so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the life monitor.

The warmth of their embrace completely shut out the turbulent waves of the outside capital market.

There is no president of Star Venture Capital here, nor is there an empress of the Shen family conglomerate.

There was only one ordinary couple who had just survived a life-or-death situation.

Half an hour later.

"Click".

The airtight door on the inside of the delivery room was gently pushed open.

The damper emitted a faint friction sound.

Two senior childcare workers were wearing specially made sterile gowns.

I walked in quietly.

In their arms, each of them held a little bundle of flesh wrapped in a top-quality, constant-temperature cashmere blanket.

The little one, who had just finished his bath, smelled faintly of baby powder and milk.

The stench of blood in the air was somewhat diluted by the aroma of milk.

"Mr. Chen, Chairman Shen."

The nurse stopped a meter away from the bed, her voice extremely low.

They were afraid of disturbing the new mother in her hospital bed.

"The young master and the little princess have finished their bath."

Chen Yuan straightened up.

He released Shen Wanzhou's hand and slowly turned his head.

Looking at those two tiny lives with their eyes closed and their little mouths still smacking unconsciously.

Those arms that could snap the neck of an international mercenary with a single hand.

At this moment, they were as stiff as two rusty iron rods.

Hanging at both sides of the body, unable to move.

He stood there, not daring to take that step for a full half minute.

The leather shoes seemed to be welded to the sterile floor tiles with superglue.

"Give them a hug."

Shen Wanzhou leaned against the soft cushions.

Looking at this man who is usually a force to be reckoned with in the business world, now he looks ridiculous, not even knowing where to put his hands.

A charming, innocent smile appeared on her pale face.

Chen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed again.

He took two steps forward, moving his hands and feet in unison.

Extend both hands.

The muscles in his arms were stretched taut with sharp lines due to excessive tension.

Even the cuffs of the white shirt looked tight.

The nurse carefully took her daughter, who was wearing pink underwear.

Gently place it in his large palm.

It's too light.

It was as light as a weightless cloud.

Chen Yuan even held his breath.

He deliberately suppressed the rise and fall of his chest to the lowest point.

He dared not exert any force, and his wrist was even held at a stiff right angle.

I was afraid that my rough knuckles would hurt this exquisitely beautiful porcelain doll.

The little girl wrinkled her tiny nose in her sleep.

A chubby little hand peeked out from under the cashmere blanket.

It scratched and clawed haphazardly in mid-air.

He grabbed Chen Yuan's index finger, which was hanging to the side.

That faint yet real gripping force.

Following the man's fingertips, a tingling sensation traveled all the way to the deepest part of her heart.

Chen Yuan's eyes softened instantly.

Her hard facial features melted completely.

He dared not let go, and remained in that stiff posture.

"I took her to the incubator outside."

Chen Yuan lowered his voice, not daring to let out too much air when he spoke.

"Su Qingqing said that the humidity outside is more suitable for their current respiratory system."

Shen Wanzhou smiled and nodded as she looked at his tense expression.

"Go, take your brother with you."

"I'm going to sleep for a while."

Chen Yuan carefully lifted his daughter with his stiff arms.

He turned around, his leather shoes clicking on the floor, his steps lighter than a cat's.

She was afraid that even the slightest tremor would wake the little darling in her arms.

As soon as I stepped out of the heavy soundproof door.

The harsh, white light in the corridor made him squint slightly.

The scene that comes into view.

This effectively froze the dark web's ruler in place.

On the sterile floor tiles of the corridor.

The chaos and turmoil of the rescue earlier were gone.

Instead, there was an extremely exaggerated display.

Wang Kai and the eagle stood side by side.

In front of the two, there were five heavy-duty stainless steel medical carts lined up.

There were no medical devices piled up on the cart.

Instead, there were mountains of luxuriously packaged dark red and gold-stamped document bags and solid wood brocade boxes.

On the cover of each document.

They all bear the personal seals of heads of state from different countries and the crests of multinational conglomerates.

It bears the iris emblem of the French royal family.

It features pure gold totems of Middle Eastern royalty.

It also has the highest authority stamps from several top investment banks on Wall Street.

Wang Kai's chubby hands gripped a gold-embossed oil field transfer document tightly.

His 200-pound body trembled violently inside the specially made anti-static suit.

The cold sweat on his forehead rolled down his chubby face.

A few water stains spread across the document that landed in my hand.

Even the eagle's scarred face couldn't hold back any longer.

He swallowed mechanically, making a clear "gulp" sound in his throat.

The hand that usually holds the tactical baton is now holding a velvet box filled with top-quality South African pink diamonds.

These are overseas capital giants and political figures.

The moment I learned that Xingchen Venture Capital had a successor.

It's like a mad dog smelling meat.

It utilized the world's fastest private airlines and diplomatic privilege channels.

These assets, enough to buy half of Europe, were dumped on the Genting Resort medical center like cabbages.

All I ask for is to be recognized as a "gift giver" before this god of the dark web.

Chen Yuan held his daughter in one arm, not even bothering to glance at the documents.

He felt that these carts were blocking his way to the incubator.

It's an eyesore.

Wang Kai wiped his sweat, staring at the dazzlingly expensive gift list, his voice trembling and splitting: "Brother Yuan, the money from global tycoons has filled our underground vault to bursting."