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

Teng Ao led his group through the luxurious corridors of Yue Ting Garden and arrived at Zeng Long's suite.

Pushing open the heavy solid wood door, one sees Zeng Long sitting alone in front of the tea set by the window, leisurely brewing Kung Fu tea!

The fragrant aroma of tea and the cityscape outside the window create a tranquil scene.

"Brother Long!" "Brother Long!" ...

As everyone entered, they greeted each other with respectful tones.

The loudest voices and the most emotional were those of Yan Hai and Yang Li.

Their gazes toward Zeng Long were intensely fervent, filled with worship and awe, as if believers had encountered a deity.

Zeng Long looked up and saw the large group of people. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he teased:

"Wow! What a sight! What brings you all here today?"

Yan Hai scratched his head, a fawning smile plastered on his face, and he even stuttered a little due to nervousness:

Well… it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen you, Brother Long, and I’ve been thinking about you, so…

So, I'd like to take this opportunity of Ao Ge's exchange meeting to get to know you better...

He was genuinely afraid of Zeng Long; that awe was ingrained in his very bones.

Zeng Long didn't respond to his comment. Instead, he skillfully used tea tongs to distribute the aroma cups to everyone and made a "please" gesture: "Don't stand there, find a seat and try this tea."

His gaze then fell on the quiet and obedient Zeng Lingyu, with a hint of inquiry:

"Xiaoyu, you and Xiaoya have been acting all secretive lately, always whispering about something."

Zeng Lingyu's heart tightened, but she forced a calm expression, even deliberately revealing a hint of displeasure at being questioned about her personal affairs by her brother, and muttered:

"Brother Long~ I wasn't thinking about anything! We were just... just chatting about some private things that girls like us talk about."

She wouldn't dare betray Lin Xiaoya; that was the top secret in their alliance plan!

Zeng Long was a man of great stature; how could he miss Xiao Yu's fleeting moment of panic?

His doubts deepened, but the two girls refused to budge, leaving him with no choice but to keep quiet for the time being.

Turning the conversation to business, Zeng Long looked at Teng Ao: "How are the arrangements for tonight's exchange meeting going?"

Teng Ao immediately reported seriously:

Brother Long, the process is all arranged.

All you need to do tonight is make a brief appearance and say a few words. Most of those powerful and wealthy families below are here for you.

As for those purely business giants...

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance from the top of the business world, "I don't think you need to personally get in touch with them; they're not qualified for you to waste your energy."

"That's not how it works." Zeng Long shook his head slightly, took a sip of tea, his gaze calm yet possessing a dignified air.

"Since you have graced us with your presence, you are all guests. Here, there is no distinction between the powerful and the poor; everyone is treated equally."

He put down his teacup and asked, "How has the market reacted to the information I asked you to release?"

Upon hearing this, Teng Ao immediately became excited. He quickly pulled a neatly folded printed document from his suit pocket and handed it over with both hands:

The reaction has been tremendous, Brother Long! As soon as they heard that you personally guaranteed it, coupled with the current momentum of Longyu, those business giants, financial tycoons, and all sorts of wealthy families are practically fighting tooth and nail to get their hands on it!

Everyone's eager to invest! I've done a preliminary screening of everyone on this list; their backgrounds are clean, and their funding sources are relatively legitimate.

They are just waiting for your final confirmation, and they can make the payment at any time!

This document details each person's identity information and the amount of money they are prepared to invest.

Zeng Long took the documents, a smile of approval on his face, and looked at Teng Ao:

"You've already compiled the list of potential investors so quickly? That's impressive, Mr. Teng! You truly are a business genius."

He smiled and gave Teng Ao a thumbs up, then prepared to unfold the documents for a closer look.

However, just as he casually unfolded the folded A4 sheet of printed paper—

A slightly thicker and yellowish object, distinctly different in texture from the printed paper, slipped out from the folds and fell silently onto the dark tea tray.

That was a... photograph.

Zeng Long's casual glances were instantly drawn to the photo, as if by an invisible magnet!

His movement of opening and reading the documents suddenly froze in mid-air, as if he had been instantly frozen in place!

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely and freeze at this moment.

One second... two seconds...

The originally relaxed atmosphere in the suite suddenly became incredibly oppressive, centered around Zeng Long!

An indescribable, powerful, and icy aura surged forth from his body like a tangible tide, instantly engulfing the entire space!

Everyone felt it! It was a terrifying aura formed by a mixture of extreme shock, disbelief, and some kind of intense emotional fluctuation buried deep in their bones!

The air seemed to thicken, making it difficult to breathe.

No one dared to speak, no one even dared to breathe loudly.

Yan Hai's smile froze!

Zeng Lingyu clenched her hands in worry!

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Ruge's usually cold eyes!

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Zeng Long and the fallen photograph.

Zeng Long did not speak or make any other movements.

He just stared intently at the photo on the tea tray, his gaze so sharp it seemed he wanted to pierce it!

His chest didn't even rise and fall noticeably, as if he had become a lifeless statue.

Suppressive! Dead silence! Like the chilling calm before a storm!

Suddenly— *whoosh!*

Zeng Long abruptly threw the priceless investment intention document in his hand aside like a piece of waste paper! The papers scattered all over the floor.

He raised his head, his gaze like two drawn, icy swords, piercing straight at Teng Ao sitting opposite him! That look was cold, sharp, and even carried a hint of...uncontrollable violence!

He spoke, each word seemingly plucked from an ice cellar, carrying a chilling coldness that struck Teng Ao's soul with devastating force: "You!" "How...could...there be...this...photo?!"

Teng Ao was so frightened by Zeng Long's icy gaze, which was like that of a prehistoric beast, that he trembled all over and almost slipped off his chair!

His face turned deathly pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably, his mind went blank, and he stammered an explanation:

"I...I...I just...just got it not long ago..."

"Who...who gave it to you?!" Zeng Long's tone remained icy and ruthless, brooking no hesitation!

"Yes, yes, yes... it was someone surnamed... surnamed Ye who gave it to me..."

Teng Ao tried to swallow non-existent saliva, attempting to relieve the dryness and fear in his throat!

"He...he asked me to help...to help find the person in the photo...saying...that it's their son who's been missing for over ten years...the photo...has a name written on the back..."

Before Teng Ao could finish speaking, Zeng Long grabbed the photo with astonishing speed and flipped it over!

When his gaze clearly fell upon the two words written in slightly immature yet still clear handwriting on the back of the photograph—

【Ye Feng】!

"boom--!"

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in Zeng Long's mind!

He suddenly stood up from the chair! The movement was so forceful that it knocked over the solid wood chair behind him with a loud crash, but he didn't even notice!

The coldness in his eyes was instantly replaced by an extreme eagerness and unbelievable excitement!

He even swayed slightly because of his intense emotions.

The next second, to everyone's astonishment, Zeng Long suddenly leaned forward across the tea table, grabbed Teng Ao's suit jacket with both hands, and almost lifted him off his seat!

"Hurry!" Zeng Long's voice trembled slightly with extreme excitement, but his tone was resolute and brooked no argument. "Go! Bring him here! Immediately! Right now!!"

Teng Ao was so frightened by Zeng Long's sudden action that his legs went weak and his soul almost left his body.

However, the moment Zeng Long mentioned him, his gaze inadvertently swept over the name on the back of the photo—

Ye Feng!

The name struck his mind like a bolt of lightning!

Ye Feng?! Ye Feng, the powerful yet silent "nuclear bomb" member by Brother Long's side, like a shadow?!

The missing son that the Ye couple are looking for... is Ye Feng?!

"Holy crap!" A huge wave surged through Teng Ao's heart in an instant, all fear replaced by the shock brought by this amazing coincidence!

He immediately nodded frantically, like a chick pecking at rice, his voice even changing tone:

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Brother Long, don't worry! I...I'll go right away! I'll personally go and bring...bring the person over!"

"I didn't bring it!" Zeng Long released him, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions!

He corrected her, his tone unusually serious, "It's 'invitation'! Show me respect! Understand?!"

"Understood! Understood! Please! Please!"

Teng Ao responded repeatedly, not even bothering to straighten his rumpled collar, and turned to rush towards the door.

"Wait!" Zeng Long called out to him again, his mind remaining frighteningly clear and meticulous even amidst extreme excitement:

"Immediately arrange for absolutely trustworthy bodyguards to go to the top floor of the Teng Group headquarters building to take over the guard duties from Tie Zhu and Ye Feng!"

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!" Teng Ao didn't dare to delay for a moment and practically scrambled out of the suite.

The moment the door closed, Zeng Long did not sit down again.

He stood there, clutching the yellowed photograph tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He looked down again, gazing at the smiling child in the photograph—

His eyes were incredibly complex, showing shock, excitement, realization, and an indescribable heaviness.

He quickly took out his phone, found Ye Feng's encrypted number, and dialed it.

The call was answered almost instantly.

Zeng Long didn't waste any words; he spoke directly into the phone in the most concise yet powerful voice:

"Listen, Ye Feng! You, Tie Zhu, and Xiao Ya, drop everything and get back to Yue Ting Yuan as fast as you can!"

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable certainty:

"I might... have found your biological parents."

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

But the heavy, labored breathing, like a broken bellows, suddenly intensified!

Even over the phone, you could feel the overwhelming turmoil that swept in instantly, enough to overturn reason!

A few seconds later, the call was abruptly disconnected! Not a single word was left behind.

But Zeng Long knew that Ye Feng, his brother who was usually as calm as an iceberg, was experiencing an inner storm that was no less than a category 12 tsunami!

Silence returned to the suite.

But everyone knows that beneath this quiet, a huge upheaval is brewing that could change the fate of many people!

An unexpected old photograph, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, unveiled a mystery about his origins that had been buried for over a decade, and put everyone on the edge of their seats.