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

In a top-tier café in Beijing, two stunningly beautiful women with contrasting styles sat facing each other.

One is an aloof and stunningly beautiful ice rose, the other is a warm and approachable girl next door.

They were born on the same day, month, and year, and were as close as sisters, yet each had their own troubles.

Today, however, they are no longer discussing ostentatious suitors.

But a far more dangerous person—

Chen Yifeng, a young master from the capital who considers himself a chess player...!

Inside the VIP rooms of the Crystal Time Cafe, the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of incense.

The two 18-year-old girls sat facing each other, creating a stark contrast.

Yan Ruge wore a sharply tailored black Dior suit, which made her skin look even whiter than snow.

She sat upright with her back straight!

Her long, ink-black hair was meticulously pulled back, revealing a delicate yet aloof face.

Her beauty was aggressive, like a black rose with thorns, making people hesitant to approach her.

At this moment, she is slowly savoring a single-origin hand-drip coffee, her movements elegant yet aloof.

On the other side, Zeng Lingyu was wearing a pink Chanel tweed suit!

Her slightly wavy short hair was playfully tucked behind her ears, revealing a sweet and lovely face.

Her beauty is non-threatening, as approachable and warm as a girl next door, making people want to get closer.

She was resting her chin on her hand, with a nearly untouched matcha mousse in front of her.

"Sister Ruge, don't you think Chen Yifeng has been unusually quiet lately?"

Zeng Lingyu finally broke the silence, her tone tinged with unease:

"He hasn't shown up around you for a whole week, which isn't like him."

Yan Rugo gently put down her coffee cup, a cold smile playing on her lips:

"That's the scariest part."

"Chen Yifeng isn't one of those spoiled brats who only know how to shower others with roses and sing love songs—"

"He is a young master from the capital, a chess player who thinks ten steps ahead for every move he makes."

"His silence means he's making plans."

Zeng Lingyu tilted her head in confusion: "Plan? Do you need a plan to pursue a girl?"

"It's not necessary for others, but for Chen Yifeng, life is a game of chess."

Yan Ruge's eyes deepened:

"He pursued me not because of feelings, but because I was the most important piece in this game."

"Winning me over is equivalent to gaining control of the Yan family's future resources and connections."

She took out a document and handed it to Zeng Lingyu: "Take a look at this."

Zeng Lingyu took the document, and the more she read it, the more alarmed she became:

"This...this is the Chen Group's investment activity over the past month!"

"They are quietly acquiring shares in the Yan family's downstream businesses!"

Yan Ruge sneered:

"Not only that."

"Last week he 'happened' to invest in the charity foundation run by my mother, becoming the largest donor."

Three days ago, he "accidentally" hit a hole-in-one at the golf club my father frequented.

"It won my father's praise."

She paused, her tone unusually grave:

"What's most terrifying is that he actually managed to use layers of connections—"

"He became the biggest contributor to my mentor's academic research project."

"Starting next week, he will be working as a 'special consultant'—"

"Participate in our topic discussion."

Zeng Lingyu gasped:

"This...this is a complete infiltration!"

From Family Business to Personal Life —

He's quietly becoming a part of your entire world!

"Like a chess player placing pieces, gradually tightening the board."

Yan Ruge's fingertips tapped lightly on the table:

"He won't pursue it openly like those pretentious young men."

"Instead, they will choose to appear in the most appropriate position at the most crucial moment—"

"To make you notice him, to make you depend on him—"

"In the end... I fell into his game."

Zeng Lingyu held Yan Rugo's hand with concern:

"What should we do then? These kinds of people are the hardest to deal with! You're going to be my future sister-in-law!"

A cold glint flashed in Yan Ruge's eyes:

"What chess players fear most is not a strong opponent—"

"Instead, there are variables on the chessboard that he cannot control."

"I really hope your switched-up brother shows up soon."

She suddenly changed the subject:

"How is your mother doing lately? Is she still upset because of Linglong?"

Yan Ruge shook her head with a wry smile: "In comparison, Tengfei's way of pursuing you was much more 'elegant'."

The moment Tengfei is mentioned, Zeng Lingyu immediately reacts like a cat whose tail has been stepped on:

"Elegant? He's just a persistent ghost!"

"Yesterday I went with my mom to the temple to offer incense and pray for my brother's well-being. Guess what?"

"He actually bribed the abbot beforehand, making him say something like, 'The benefactor and this Young Master Teng have a predestined relationship from a past life!'"

"My mom almost believed it!"

The two girls looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

Sometimes I really envy those ordinary girls.

Yan Ruge gazed at the white-collar women hurrying past outside the window:

"At least they can choose the person they like."

Zeng Lingyu pouted:

"Come on, ordinary girls have ordinary troubles too."

"We are the people inside the besieged city—"

"Those outside want to get in, and those inside want to get out."

After a moment of silence, Zeng Lingyu's eyes suddenly dimmed:

"If only my brother were here... he could definitely get rid of all these annoying flies."

When Zeng Linglong was mentioned, both of their expressions became serious.

Yan Ruge gently grasped Zeng Lingyu's hand: "Still no news?"

Zeng Lingyu shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Mom is about to break down."

"I went to that hospital again last week—"

"It's the hospital where my older brother was born."

"After she came back, she spent all her time in tears—"

She claimed it was an accident that her brother was switched with someone else's...

She continued, her voice choked with emotion:

"She's not even fifty years old, and her hair is almost all white."

"He was so thin he was just skin and bones."

"No matter how much my dad and I tried to persuade her, it was no use..."

Yan Ruge tenderly wiped away her tears:

"How could it be Auntie's fault? It's clearly the fault of those utterly heartless and ruthless people!"

"But Mom doesn't think that way..."

Zeng Lingyu sniffed:

"She always blames herself, saying that if she hadn't been so weak after childbirth—"

"If we keep an eye on the crib, your brother won't be switched..."

She grasped Yan Rugo's hand in return and pleaded:

"Sister Ruge, could you go see Mom today?"

"She likes you the most, so she might listen to a few things you say."

Yan Ruge nodded without hesitation: "Of course I'll go. But..."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked softly:

"Ling Yu, have you ever thought that even if we find Brother Ling Long, he might not be the person we imagined?"

Zeng Lingyu shook her head firmly:

"No matter what he becomes, he will always be my brother and my parents' son."

"Blood is thicker than water; that's an unchangeable fact."

A determined light shone in her eyes:

"And I believe that Brother Linglong is still alive, living well somewhere."

"Maybe he's looking for us too, just like we've been looking for him."

Inspired by her determination, Yan Ruge nodded, "You're right. But..."

She suddenly winked playfully:

"If Brother Linglong had become a slovenly, unkempt man, would you still think that way?"

Zeng Lingyu was amused:

"Even if he really is a burly man picking his toes, he's still the most handsome burly man in the world!"

The two burst into laughter, drawing the attention of other customers in the café.

After laughing, Yan Ruge said seriously:

"To be honest, Ling Yu, I've been using the Yan family's network of connections to secretly investigate."

"Recent clues point to overseas locations, but it may take more time to verify them."

Zeng Lingyu looked at her gratefully:

"Thank you, Sister Ruge. Mingming has been missing for a long time with no news, and your engagement..."

"Silly girl," Yan Rugo gently interrupted her:

"Even without a marriage agreement, the Zeng and Yan families are old friends, and the three of us—you, Linglong, and I—were born on the same day—"

"We're as close as sisters, but you can't try to persuade me about my brother's engagement to you. Let fate decide, okay?"

She gazed out the window, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Speaking of which, that marriage agreement was actually made by the two old men."

"The adults joked back then that it was 'keeping the good stuff in the family,' but little did we know..."

Sister Ruge, you've really been wronged.

Zeng Lingyu suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice:

"Oh, by the way, my dad said a few days ago that Uncle Li from the Ministry of State Security came to visit him—"

"It seems they mentioned something about 'special personnel from overseas'!"

"They say there's a special team operating overseas, and all the members are young Chinese people..."

Yan Ruge immediately tensed up: "Do you have any specific information?"

Zeng Lingyu shook her head:

"Uncle Li kept his mouth shut, only saying that these people had done a lot for the country in secret, and their identities needed to be kept secret."

"Dad didn't want to ask too many questions."

She sighed:

"Sometimes I have wild thoughts, like maybe Brother Linglong is one of them?"

"After all, if he were alive, he would be eighteen years old this year..."

Yan Ruge's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't say it aloud.

She knew that Zeng Lingyu was lovesick and was desperately seeking any treatment.

"Alright, stop overthinking."

She stood up and picked up her Hermès handbag:

"Let's go see Auntie first. As for Chen Yifeng and Tengfei..."

A sly glint flashed in her eyes:

"I have an idea that might solve these two troublemakers once and for all."

Zeng Lingyu immediately perked up: "What idea?"

Yan Ruge bent down and whispered a few words in her ear.

Zeng Lingyu's eyes widened, and finally she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sister Ruge, that was a really mean trick! But... I like it!"

The two girls smiled at each other, linked arms, and walked out of the coffee shop, leaving behind a fragrant atmosphere and countless admiring glances.

Outside the window, two figures, one hiding at a street corner and the other inside a car—

Chen Yifeng and Tengfei —

Seeing this, they immediately took action, unaware that they had become the next target of the two sisters' pranks.