The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

The sun was shining brightly in the greenhouse, and He Jing was carefully spraying water on an orchid with a small spray bottle.

Zeng Lingyu rushed in, and without saying a word, hugged her mother from behind, burying her face in He Jing's back, laughing and crying, so excited that she was incoherent:

"Mom...that...that...brother...he...he..."

He Jing was startled by her daughter's sudden action, especially when she heard her daughter's tearful voice, her heart clenched instantly!

She quickly put down the spray bottle, turned around, and, holding her daughter's shoulders, anxiously looked her up and down:

"Little Rain! What's wrong? Tell me slowly, don't scare Mommy! Who bullied you? Tell Mommy, and Mommy will stand up for you!" Her tone was full of anxious protectiveness.

"No, Mom!" Zeng Lingyu looked up, her face a mix of tears and smiles, looking both comical and adorable. "I'm just so happy! This is the happiest day of my life! I'm so happy I don't know what to do!"

He Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both amused and annoyed. She gently flicked her daughter's nose with her index finger.

"You little rascal! You scared your mother to death! What could possibly make you so happy? You're crying and laughing at the same time."

Zeng Lingyu took a deep breath, trying to calm her excited emotions, but the light in her eyes was even more dazzling than the sunlight in the greenhouse:

"Mom! You better hold on tight, I have amazing news! My brother! My own brother Zeng Long! He's treating me to dinner this weekend! He even said he wants to thank me a lot! I can even choose where to eat! Shocking, right, Mom!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at her mother expectantly, ready to receive an equally excited response.

However, He Jing seemed to be frozen in place, as if she had been instantly immobilized.

Her expression froze, her eyes became empty and distant, as if she were seeing some incredible sight through her daughter.

Only the tears that flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, like pearls from a broken string, silently slid down her well-maintained cheeks.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her tightly clasped hands also shook slightly.

She seemed to be speaking to her daughter, or perhaps murmuring in her sleep; her voice was as soft as a feather.

"My son... Long'er... he's going to treat his sister to dinner... and thank her... Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming..."

Suddenly, as if a drowning person were grabbing onto a piece of driftwood, she gripped Zeng Lingyu's hand tightly, so tightly that Xiaoyu felt a little pain. She asked urgently, her voice trembling with tears:

"Xiaoyu! Tell Mommy! This isn't a dream! Right? Pinch Mommy! This is real, isn't it?"

Seeing her mother so distraught, Zeng Lingyu's tears flowed even more fiercely, but her face was filled with a happy smile as she nodded vigorously, repeating the words over and over again:

"It's not a dream, Mom! It's real! It's real! That's why I rushed back to tell you! It's real!"

"My dear daughter! You're amazing! You truly are a wonderful daughter to your mother!"

He Jing was so excited that she was almost incoherent. She hugged her daughter tightly, as if she were holding a treasure that had been lost and found again, and her tears soaked Xiao Yu's shoulder.

She could almost see the day her son would return to the family and call her "Mom".

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes...!"

He Jing seemed to suddenly remember something, and frantically searched for her phone.

"I have to tell your grandpa and your dad this good news right away! It's wonderful! It's wonderful! My son... he... he's coming back? He's willing to come closer to us..."

Overwhelmed with joy and hope, the mother, who had been suffering from the pain of missing her son, almost lost control of her emotions.

That evening, the courtyard house where the Zeng family patriarch lived was brightly lit.

Grandpa Zeng Rong, Zeng Sheng, He Jing, and the meritorious young detective Zeng Lingyu all gathered together.

After listening to his granddaughter's story, tears welled up in the old man's weathered eyes. He nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Great...great! This is fantastic news! Long'er doesn't reject Xiaoyu, which is a very good sign! It means that he knows something about it, or at least he's not resistant to contacting us!"

The old man calmly analyzed the situation, regaining the composure of the head of the family:

"Xiaoyu, please explain the details to Grandpa again in more detail."

Zeng Lingyu then recounted in detail how Zhu Yiqun notified her, how she "domineeringly" seized the right to choose the location, and how Zeng Long learned about her help through his roommate.

The old man pondered for a moment and said:

In other words, Long'er invited you to dinner because he knew of your kindness in helping him.

Hmm...that's even better! With Long'er's keen senses and experience, he'll definitely notice that it's unusual for a 'classmate' you've only met a few times to go to such lengths to help him.

In addition, since your surname is "Zeng" and you can mobilize Ru Ge and the Teng family boy, your background is practically an open secret to him.

The fact that he accepted your help and was willing to express his gratitude by treating you to a meal carries a deep meaning...

After listening to the old man's meticulous analysis, Zeng Sheng and He Jing were so excited that they could hardly contain themselves. Zeng Sheng held his wife's hand tightly, and He Jing couldn't help but shed tears again.

The entire room was filled with a tremendous, long-awaited joy and hope.

"Oh, right, Xiaoyu," the old man said, looking at his granddaughter with affection.

"You just said you'd choose where to eat, but you haven't decided yet?"

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm really worried about it! We must choose the best and most suitable place! We can't let my brother lose face!" Zeng Lingyu nodded vigorously.

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately perked up, his protective instincts for his grandson even bordering on obsession.

"Yes! We have to choose carefully! Choose the best! My good grandson Zeng Rong is treating his classmates to dinner for the first time, and it's the whole class, so we have to make a good impression! How about... we go to the State Guesthouse?"

The old man immediately rejected his own words, saying, "No, no, that would be too conspicuous, and the students in his class come from all walks of life, so it wouldn't be appropriate."

The old man was unusually troubled by choosing a place to eat, rubbing his hands together like an old child who wanted to give his grandson the best gift but was afraid it wouldn't suit his taste.

He Jing then spoke up:

"Dad, how about... I make the arrangements? My younger brother He Feng owns a high-end private restaurant, right? The ambiance and food are top-notch in Beijing, and it's very private."

Zeng Sheng, however, remained calm. He held his wife's hand and gently reminded her:

"Xiaojing, Xiaofeng's place is fine. But... it's not convenient for the He family to know too much about Long'er's identity right now. If we go through Xiaofeng's arrangements, your parents will definitely find out too, and if they start questioning us, things will get complicated."

He Jing suddenly realized and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, yes... Look at me, I got so excited that I lost my mind. I was too impatient."

Seeing this, Zeng Lingyu quickly stepped forward and patted her chest to assure him:

"Oh dear! Mom, Dad, Grandpa! Don't worry about it! I told you, I'll take care of this! Trust me, the place I choose will definitely satisfy my brother, won't be too flashy, and will make sure everyone has a great time!"

Seeing his granddaughter's confident demeanor, the old man smiled with satisfaction and said, "Alright! Then trust our little darling and leave it to Xiaoyu!"

But he added:

But Xiaoyu, for this gathering, why don't you invite your cousin Gao Lin, and your cousins ​​Zeng Huan and Zeng Ke as well?

Those kids keep talking about it to me every day, saying they want to find a chance to meet Long'er, especially after they heard that he made that Chen family kid look bad, they admire him immensely.

This is a good opportunity for you young people to get to know each other better. Since you're all around the same age, you'll feel less pressured and the conversations will be more natural.

Zeng Lingyu's eyes lit up:

"That's right! How could I forget about them! No problem, Grandpa! Leave it to me! I guarantee my brother will feel the enthusiasm of the younger generation of the Zeng family (and a less obvious assessment)!"

The family discussed this seemingly ordinary class reunion dinner with great enthusiasm, every detail filled with careful anticipation and deep, inseparable family affection.

This meal had long transcended the act of eating itself; it had become a crucial step in connecting blood ties and thawing the ice. The courtyard house in the night was filled with a long-lost, warm and comforting hope.