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

He Jing practically ran back to the villa as soon as she got out of the car, her heart pounding with urgency and a secret excitement.

When she pushed open the villa door, the view of the living room that came into view made her freeze in place. A slight dizziness came over her, but she was then overwhelmed by an even stronger surge of excitement and joy.

Her daughter Xiaoyu, along with her two nieces Zeng Yuan and Zeng Ke, were sitting around Zeng Long, chattering and laughing.

Her son, Zeng Long, though still maintaining his usual composure, had a gentler look in his eyes, with less of the sharpness in them, and was quietly listening to his sisters.

This harmonious scene between brother and sister was a warmth she dared not even dream of.

"Mom!" Xiaoyu pouted and complained as soon as she saw He Jing, "Where did you go? Why are you so late? We're starving!"

She abruptly changed the subject, winking playfully and glancing at Zeng Long:

"I originally suggested we just grab something to eat outside, but... someone strongly disagreed and insisted on waiting for you to come back, Mom. They even said... your cooking is better than what chefs at five-star hotels make!"

She deliberately elongated the word "someone," the implication of which was self-evident.

He Jing's heart felt as if it were wrapped in honey, instantly melting completely.

She subconsciously looked at Zeng Long, her eyes filled with flattered joy, unsure of what to do with her hands.

She quickly explained to Xiaoyu:

"Xiaoyu, your maternal grandfather and your two uncles just said they have something very urgent that I need to go there immediately. So, Mom just went to your maternal grandfather's house."

"How are your grandparents doing? I haven't visited them in a while."

As Xiaoyu spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Zeng Long, carrying a hint of probing.

When Zeng Long, who was sitting upright on the sofa, heard the words "maternal grandparents" and "two uncles," his fingers holding the water glass tightened almost imperceptibly.

He lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes concealing the complex emotions that surged within his eyes in an instant.

It turns out he also has maternal grandparents and an uncle... This sudden network of family ties caused a slight crack in his strong defenses.

At this moment, Zeng Yuan and Zeng Ke flew to He Jing's side like two cheerful little birds, each taking one of her arms and saying coquettishly:

"Second Aunt! You're finally back! Hurry up and cook, we're starving!"

"That's right! Brother Tiezhu and Brother Yefeng went out to buy drinks! Brother Long just said that there might be hope in finding out about Brother Tiezhu's background! Brother Tiezhu is overjoyed and said that he must celebrate with everyone tonight and drink until he's completely drunk with Brother Long!"

"Oh?! Really?" He Jing's face lit up with genuine joy upon hearing this. "Tiezhu is almost back to his parents? That's wonderful! That's wonderful! You wait here, Auntie will go cook a delicious meal right away!"

At this moment, nothing motivates her more than the children.

As He Jing miraculously set a table of delicious-looking dishes, Tie Zhu and Ye Feng returned with a case of Moutai liquor.

Xiaoya and Anna will be unable to return tonight because they need to keep a close eye on the ever-changing energy futures market.

Tie Zhu took out three bottles of baijiu and placed them heavily on the table, his rugged face flushed with excitement.

He looked at Zeng Long, his voice loud but with a barely perceptible sob:

"Boss! Today... today is the happiest day of my life! The three of us brothers, plus Xiaoya, grew up together, closer than blood brothers! This momentous occasion must be celebrated with the finest wine!"

He then turned to look at Ye Feng, who was silent beside him, and said in a pleading tone:

"Brother Feng! You can't be as calm and cautious as usual tonight! You have to drink with me tonight! You absolutely have to!"

Ye Feng didn't say anything. He simply reached out, took a bottle of wine, and deftly unscrewed the cap.

His usually icy eyes seemed to have been melted by something, now gleaming with a faint light.

Zeng Long looked at them, a knowing, slightly sad smile playing on his lips, and reached out to unscrew the cap of the bottle in front of him.

Seeing this, Tie Zhu immediately followed suit and quickly opened it.

There was no verbal exchange between the three.

Their shared experiences of fighting side by side and sharing life and death for more than a decade have long since made them understand each other perfectly, achieving a tacit understanding that speaks louder than words.

They simultaneously raised their bottles, without using glasses, and the three bottles collided heavily in the air, making a crisp clanging sound!

The three of them simultaneously tilted their heads back, facing the bottle opening, their Adam's apples bobbing violently as the transparent, scalding liquid inside the bottle rapidly descended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zeng Long and Ye Feng closed their eyes, letting the spicy, warm current burn their esophagus, as if it were also burning the past they didn't want to look back on. Their eyes uncontrollably became moist.

Tie Zhu, a tough guy who is usually fierce, was now gulping down strong liquor while letting hot tears stream down his face, mixing with the liquor and dripping onto his rough hands.

No one can truly understand the cruel hell they crawled out of, nor can anyone fully comprehend their deep-seated longing and obsession with the word "home."

But at this moment, the three of them understand and support each other.

A bottle of 53-proof strong liquor was completely emptied in a short time in this silent, almost cathartic atmosphere.

"Clang." The empty bottle was put down. Tie Zhu fiercely wiped away the tears and wine stains on his face with his large hands, his eyes red-rimmed, yet shining with an even more ardent light.

He growled, "Again!" His voice was hoarse but full of power. Zeng Long and Ye Feng responded almost simultaneously, with tacit and resolute determination, "Again!" "Bottoms up!"

The second bottle of wine was opened again, repeating the scene from before.

The strong smell of alcohol permeated the restaurant, mixed with a deep and repressed emotional release.

The six bottles of wine were ultimately consumed by the three men in this almost ferocious manner.

Several times, He Jing felt heartbroken and wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but when she saw the complex emotions of pain, excitement, and relief in her son's and his brothers' eyes, she stopped in her tracks.

She knew perfectly well that her son had a hellish past that she could not imagine, and Ye Feng and Tie Zhu were the people who helped him get through that past.

She couldn't bear to, nor dared to, interrupt their emotions, which they were now finding solace and release only through strong liquor. She could only watch silently, with a pang of heartache.

Finally, the bottle was empty. Zeng Long shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the intense dizziness.

From a young age, he was tortured and inhumanly trained by the poison doctor Xue Yan using anti-hallucination drugs and anti-psychotic drugs, making his mental will as firm as a rock.

Although he was intoxicated, his eyes remained clear.

He glanced at He Jing, who looked worried, and his three younger sisters, forcing a reassuring smile with a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry, you must have found this amusing."

Ye Feng and Tie Zhu were in similar condition; the alcohol made them sway, but their eyes remained clear.

Tie Zhu chuckled sheepishly, as if trying to cover up his earlier lapse in composure. Then he grabbed a large braised pig's trotter from the plate and began to devour it, using his actions to calm his turbulent emotions.

Zeng Long turned his gaze to Ye Feng, his tone returning to its usual calm:

"Ye Feng, when are Uncle Ye and Aunt Ye planning to go back? See when it's convenient for them, and invite them over for a simple meal."

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

It might not be convenient at home. Uncle Yin and Uncle Du have been staying with my parents lately, helping them with a lot of things and discussing some collaborations.

If my parents come, they will definitely come along too, and then... the situation might become a bit complicated, which would be counterproductive.

Zeng Long immediately understood his concerns and nodded, saying:

"I understand. Let's arrange it at Yuetingyuan then. Once Xiaoya's business is finished, we'll all have a proper meal with Uncle and Auntie."