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

One hour later.

An urgent investigation report was delivered to Wu Jingzhong.

He couldn't wait to open it.

My gaze, like a scanner, quickly swept over the numbers, account names, and transaction records...

Then--

His pupils suddenly contracted!

The knuckles of his fingers cracked from gripping the report too tightly!

My body began to move uncontrollably...

tremble!

It's not fear.

Yes……

Extreme, a mixture of ecstasy and resentment—

excited!

"Zeng...Rong...!"

He squeezed out the name, one word at a time, through gritted teeth.

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a twisted, gleeful satisfaction, as if he were about to exact revenge.

"I see!"

"So it turns out your Zeng family has been colluding with the Longyu Group all along!"

"So this time it was you, Zeng Rong, and the Teng family who joined forces to toy with the millions of people of the entire Dragon Kingdom!"

"Deliberately getting Long Yu to withdraw his investment... is actually an act of supporting your Zeng family!"

He slammed the report on the table!

"Bang!"

A deafening roar echoed throughout the hall!

"Now... the evidence is conclusive!"

"Longyu Group gave your granddaughter, Zeng Lingyu, over five billion yuan in unexplained funds!"

Mr. Wu Jingzhong slowly stood up, his back straight, as if he had regained the feeling of being in control of everything.

A chilling, confident smile spread across his face:

"Don't you like to use public opinion... to pressure us?"

"this time……"

"We'll use the same methods to return it to you!"

"Let's see how your Zeng family dies this time!"

He waved his hand sharply, his voice like a military order:

"First! Immediately initiate isolation and investigation procedures for Zeng Sheng!"

"Second! Organize a joint investigation team to officially summon Zeng Lingyu!"

"Third! Utilize all media resources to expose the financial dealings between Longyu Group and the Zeng family! Launch a public outcry against them!"

"fourth--"

Wu Jingzhong's gaze swept over the other three old men, his eyes sharp and ruthless:

"The four of us jointly submitted a petition, reporting directly to the Imperial Palace!"

"We must expose the crimes of Zeng Rong, the Zeng family, and the Longyu Group... in colluding with the ignorant masses, blackmailing the government, and disrupting the economy—"

"Nailed to the pillar of shame!"

The command, like a poisoned blade drawn from its sheath, was swiftly unleashed!

The first strike: aimed at Zeng Sheng.

Location: Headquarters of the Beijing Military Sub-district.

Zeng Sheng had just finished a meeting about border defense and was walking to the parking lot.

Three unmarked black cars slid in like ghosts, forming a triangular formation that blocked him in the middle.

The car door opened.

Six men in dark blue uniforms, expressionless, got off the bus. The one in the lead showed his identification.

"General Zeng Sheng, we are from the Special Investigation Division of the Central Military Commission's Anti-Corruption Bureau."

"We have received a report filed under your real name regarding unexplained wealth and assets belonging to you and your family. Please cooperate and come with us for investigation."

The stamp on the ID card reflected a cold light under the harsh white lights of the parking lot.

Zeng Sheng's gaze swept over the ID card, then over the six expressionless faces in front of him.

His face showed no panic, no anger.

There wasn't even a hint of surprise on his face.

There is only one kind of calm, an unfathomable stillness.

He nodded slowly, his voice steady:

"it is good."

"I'll go with you."

After speaking, he straightened the top button of his military uniform, straightened his back, and strode towards the car in the middle.

His steps were steady, his silhouette as imposing as a mountain.

It wasn't as if they were going to be examined, but rather...

Perform another task.

The second blow: aimed at public opinion.

Almost at the same time.

Online, dozens of accounts with millions of followers, including "financial bloggers," "political commentators," and "veteran journalists," simultaneously released "breaking news"!

The headline is sensational:

[Shocking Truth! Longyu Group Colludes with a Military Family to Transfer Huge Amounts of Funds and Deceive the Public!]

[Five billion! Why did Long Yu transfer such a huge sum of money to the daughter of a high-ranking military official? Is there a shady deal behind this?]

[The truth behind the withdrawal of investment from Haining: It's not public outrage, but blackmail and retaliation following a failed attempt to transfer benefits!]

The article included processed bank transfer screenshots (some key information was obscured, but the names "Longyu Group" and "Zeng Lingyu" were clearly visible), as well as various seemingly "professional" financial analyses and background summaries.

The conclusion is clear: the Zeng family used Longyu Group to launder money, seize illicit gains, and then used this to blackmail the government and attack political enemies!

The third strike: aimed at Zeng Lingyu.

A joint investigation team of twelve people, comprised of members from the Anti-Corruption Bureau, the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, and the Beijing Municipal Procuratorate, arrived in three official vehicles with sirens blaring, heading towards—

The military region's general hospital sped off!

Their goal was clear and ruthless:

Take Zeng Lingyu away!

Conduct "isolation and investigation"!

However, they had no idea that Zeng Lingyu was someone they absolutely could not take with them...!

Because Xiaoyu has been closely protected by Zeng Linglong.

The organization wanted to eliminate and kidnap her sister. Zeng Linglong believed that her sister was with him, and with more than 100 training team members led by Mountain Eagle guarding her, the hospital was an impenetrable fortress unless a large-scale battle or positional warfare occurred.

Meanwhile, inside the military region's general hospital—

The atmosphere in the VIP ward area was completely different from the tense and dangerous situation outside.

even……

A sense of long-lost warmth and joy permeated the air.

Yan Ruge's private VIP ward.

The lights were adjusted to a soft, warm yellow.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and the delicate fragrance of lilies.

Hospital bed.

Yan Ruge leaned against the rocking headboard.

Although his face was still somewhat pale, his eyes, which had been tightly closed, were now open.

Her eyes were like obsidian washed by spring water, clear and bright, with a tenderness that made them all the more captivating.

The bedside was surrounded by people.

The mother, Liu Sitong, held her daughter's hand tightly. Her eyes were red and swollen, and tears were still welling up in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

Standing behind his wife, father Yan Chonghua's usually serious face was now filled with relief and excitement, and he said "good" three times.

Yan Hai stood at the foot of the bed, looking at his sister who had just woken up. His eyes were slightly red, and his fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

He Jing was carrying an exquisite insulated bowl filled with steaming ginseng soup.

She sat on the edge of the bed, carefully scooped up a spoonful, gently blew on it to cool it, and brought it to Yan Rugo's lips, her voice so gentle it could melt water:

"Ruge, be good, drink some soup."

"Auntie looks forward to you waking up every day and prepares every meal for you... just waiting for you to wake up so you can have a good nourishing meal."

Zeng Lingyu stood obediently beside her mother, looking at the awakened Yan Ruge with a happy smile on her face.

And Zeng Linglong—

He stood slightly to the outside of the crowd, with his back against the wall.

His hands were in the pockets of his hospital gown, his face still pale from blood loss, but his eyes...

mild.

calm.

Even, it carried a very faint, almost imperceptible...

gentle.

His gaze remained fixed on Yan Rugo's face.

Watching her sip the soup, watching her smile at her mother, watching her brow furrow slightly due to her weakness.

Yan Ruge's gaze, through the gaps in the crowd, repeatedly met his gaze in the air.

Each encounter felt like a silent radio wave being transmitted.

No words are needed.

Everything is understood without words.