My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Wang Xiaoxi looked up at Sun Qingliang: "Are you sure?"

"certainly!"

Sun Qingliang gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Yehua has made so much money over the years, who can guarantee that all his projects are clean?"

"Check fire safety, check tax records, check land use permits, check construction qualifications!"

"If you investigate carefully, you'll always find the problem!"

Wang Xiaoxi paused for a moment, then picked up the equity transfer agreement.

"OK."

"I will have the relevant departments investigate the companies under Yu Yehua's name located in Longdu."

Sun Qingliang's face immediately lit up with joy: "Secretary Wang, the Sun family will never forget your help!"

Wang Xiaoxi put away the documents and stood up: "Patriarch Sun, don't be too happy yet."

"An investigation can begin, but whether it can bring down Yu Yehua depends on whether he himself has any problems."

Sun Qingliang sneered.

"If the project stops, even if he's fine before, he'll suddenly become problematic!"

……

at the same time.

A flight from Shanghai to Chengdu slowly landed.

Shen Jianjun dragged his suitcase and walked out of the airport, looking dejected.

His clothes were wrinkled, and there were still bruises on his face.

His broken front tooth made him speak with a lisp.

As passengers passed by, many couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

Who would have thought that this disheveled middle-aged man dragging a suitcase was once the chairman of Jianjun Group, a business tycoon with a net worth of hundreds of billions?

But now, he doesn't even dare to spend money recklessly on a single night's stay in a hotel in Shanghai.

Shen Ze's words, "Get out," were like a heavy hammer blow, shattering his last illusions.

His own son disowned him, and the Sun family increasingly despised him; he had no way out.

Shen Jianjun stood at the airport exit, looking up at the gray sky, a bitter feeling rising in his mouth.

"Shen Ze...you really have no feelings for me at all."

He said it like that, but he knew perfectly well what was going on in his heart.

Shen Ze owes him nothing.

The one who is truly in debt is him.

He abandoned Xu Ying and Shen Ze; he watched helplessly as the mother and son were kicked out of their home; and he uttered that cruel word "get out" when Shen Ze was in a high fever and unconscious.

Everything now is nothing but retribution.

Shen Jianjun got into a taxi and returned to the Sun family manor.

He didn't call Shen Ze again along the way.

He had come to a complete understanding that Shen Ze would not help him, never.

By the time they returned to the Sun family manor, it was already dark.

As soon as Shen Jianjun entered the main building, he heard a suppressed string of angry curses.

"Useless! They're all useless!"

Sun Qingliang stood in the center of the living room, leaning on his cane, his face ashen.

Several senior executives of the Sun family stood aside, heads bowed, not daring to speak.

As soon as Shen Jianjun appeared, Sun Qingliang gave him a cold look: "You still have the nerve to come back?"

Shen Jianjun's face turned pale: "Dad, I..."

"Would Shen Ze be willing to see you?"

One sentence completely froze Shen Jianjun.

Sun Qingliang had already seen the answer from his expression and snorted coldly.

"I told you long ago, Shen Ze won't acknowledge you!"

"Don't you know what you did to them, mother and son, back then?"

Shen Jianjun gripped the suitcase handle tightly and whispered, "He... doesn't want to help me."

"nonsense!"

Sun Qingliang said angrily, "Whose fault is it that you've become like this?"

"You've squandered the Jianjun Group, angered Sun Mei to the point of vomiting blood, and now even her own son refuses to acknowledge you!"

"Shen Jianjun, you're utterly useless!"

The executives in the living room all had their heads down.

But those stray glances felt like needles pricking Shen Jianjun's face.

He used to care most about his reputation.

But now, he doesn't even have the right to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Sun Qingliang ignored him and said coldly, "Amei's condition has worsened. Go and see her."

Shen Jianjun's body stiffened: "Amei's awake?"

"So what if you're awake?"

Sun Qingliang's face was grim. The doctor said, "She's emotionally broken, and the sedatives are making her unable to get out of bed or speak clearly."

"Don't expect a recovery in the short term."

Shen Jianjun's heart sank.

Of course he knew why Sun Mei had become like this.

That day outside the ward, in order to beg Shen Ze for forgiveness, he shifted all the blame onto Sun Mei.

He called her a jinx, a harbinger of disaster, and even said he would personally hand Sun Mei over to Shen Ze for disposal.

Sun Mei probably heard all those words.

He didn't pay any attention at the time.

In his view, as long as he could get back to Shen Ze, what did Sun Mei matter?

But now Shen Ze didn't give him any chance. He lost everything and personally destroyed Sun Mei completely.

Shen Jianjun remained silent for a long time before dragging his heavy steps toward the ward.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of medicine hit me.

Sun Mei lay on the bed, her face deathly pale, her hair disheveled and scattered on the pillow.

The once impeccably made-up, adorned with jewelry, and haughty wherever she went, now resembles a soulless shell.

Her eyes were open and empty, but the moment she saw Shen Jianjun, she erupted with an intense hatred.

"Uh...ah..."

Sun Mei opened her mouth wide.

However, the drug damage and emotional breakdown made it impossible for her to speak complete sentences; she could only let out hoarse and piercing screams.

Shen Jianjun stood at the door, his face grim: "Amei, don't get agitated, I..."

"what!"

Sun Mei's eyes were bloodshot as she struggled desperately to raise her hand.

But she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand; she had barely raised her arm a little before it fell heavily back onto the bed.

She wanted to curse Shen Jianjun.

I want to ask him why, after all these decades of devotion, I was betrayed in the end.

But she couldn't say a word; she could only stare at him intently.

Shen Jianjun felt uneasy under their gaze and subconsciously took a half step back.

At this moment, he finally remembered what Sun Mei was like in the past.

Back then, Sun Mei did not hesitate to force Xu Ying away for his sake.

The Sun family invested countless resources to ensure his position as chairman of Jianjun Group.

In order to fight for everything for Shen Cong, she repeatedly targeted Shen Ze.

But now, Shen Cong is dead.

The Jianjun Group is gone.

Sun Mei lay in bed, unable to even turn over.

Instead of staying by her side, her husband immediately went to beg Shen Zeshi to give up on her.

Shen Jianjun's throat went dry: "Amei, I was just too anxious at the time. I didn't mean to say those things to you."

"I have feelings for you, Ah Mei."

Sun Mei let out an even sharper scream: "Ah! Ahh!"

Her body trembled violently, and tears streamed down her face.

She harbored boundless hatred in her heart.

Shen Jianjun dared not look at her again, turned around and quickly walked out of the ward.

The moment the door closed, he leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

He suddenly understood.

My life is truly over.

……

Early the next morning.

A piece of news suddenly spread through the business community of Longdu.

Several companies under Yu Yehua's name were jointly investigated by relevant departments.

Construction projects have been suspended, and trading companies have ceased operations.

Several ongoing real estate projects have also been required to make rectifications.

After the news broke, the stock prices of Yu Yehua's listed companies fell rapidly.

Less than half an hour after the market opened, it immediately hit the daily limit down!

Countless investors frantically sold off their shares, causing the company's market value to evaporate continuously.