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

Yu Binglan stood there, completely bewildered.

She had almost imagined her father scolding her with a stern face, but it turned out that these two seemed to have already gotten to know each other well.

Yu Yehua changed his shoes, turned to the aunt and instructed, "Heat up the dishes and make a pot of tea."

After saying that, he looked at Shen Ze and said, "Since you're here today, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Eat and drink."

Shen Ze nodded naturally: "I'll follow Uncle Yu's arrangements."

Yu Binglan finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Dad, what were you two talking about downstairs just now?"

Yu Yehua glanced at her, then suddenly burst into hearty laughter: "What, afraid I'll kick your boyfriend out?"

Yu Binglan's ears burned slightly, but she didn't deny it: "Didn't you just say that being late for the first meeting means the person is unreliable?"

Yu Yehua's smile deepened: "That's because I didn't see the person. If I do, that's another story."

Seeing her father's completely different attitudes, Yu Binglan was momentarily speechless.

Shen Ze, standing to the side, was also somewhat amused and exasperated.

On his way here, he thought this hurdle would be very difficult, but he didn't expect that the hardest part would be recognizing Yu Yehua in that one second.

Meanwhile, in the special needs ward of Shanfang Hospital, a completely different scene was unfolding.

Shen Cong lay on the hospital bed, his face deathly pale.

Several investigators were standing in the ward, with the compiled evidence materials laid out on the table.

Chat logs, transfer records, call recordings, and the confession of the arrested killer.

One task after another weighed heavily on Shen Cong, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

The lawyer stood to the side, his face equally grim: "Young Master Cong, this matter... is very troublesome."

Shen Cong suddenly looked at him: "What do you mean it's troublesome? Didn't you say you could protect me?"

The lawyer's lips moved, but he finally whispered, "Hiring someone to commit assault, illegal detention, the chain of evidence is complete."

"The other party also intends to silence them. If the charges are serious, they won't be able to escape for more than ten years."

More than ten years.

These four words were like a hammer, slamming hard onto Shen Cong's head.

He was pampered from a young age, with the best of everything he could eat, wear, and use. Even if he got into trouble, someone would always bail him out.

He never imagined that he would one day be in prison, let alone for more than ten years.

Shen Cong's body went limp, and he almost slipped off the hospital bed.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the ward, and Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei arrived.

Shen Cong's eyes lit up as if he had grasped at a lifeline.

"Dad! Mom! Help me!"

"I don't want to go to jail, I really don't want to go to jail!"

Seeing him like this, Sun Mei burst into tears: "Cong'er..."

Shen Jianjun looked ashen. Just as he was about to speak, the investigators gave a brief account of the situation.

The evidence has been secured, and the witnesses and physical evidence are complete. The case is to be transferred, and family members must not interfere.

Shen Jianjun swayed slightly after hearing this.

He had originally planned to find someone to mediate, but when he heard the words "complete chain of evidence," his heart felt like it was being squeezed.

Sun Mei wanted to make a scene, but her lawyer held her back tightly: "Ms. Sun, making a scene now is useless; it will only make things worse."

Seeing his parents' reaction, Shen Cong felt his heart grow colder and colder: "Dad, say something! Mom, didn't you come to rescue me?"

Shen Jianjun closed his eyes, turned around and walked out.

Sun Mei glanced at Shen Cong with tears in her eyes, and finally followed him out.

Shen Cong was completely stunned. He never expected that his parents would pass away like this.

"Dad! Mom!"

"Come back! You can't abandon me!"

He struggled to get up, but his injuries hadn't healed yet, and as soon as he moved, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

The next second, he felt a sweet taste in his throat, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and collapsed back onto the bed, fainting on the spot.

The ward immediately descended into chaos.

At the end of the corridor, Shen Jianjun also succumbed to his injuries.

He had just received a call from the company that Jianjun Group's stock price had plummeted at the opening, with its market value evaporating by nearly 10 billion yuan in a short period of time.

Multiple projects have run out of funding, construction companies have stopped work, suppliers have blocked the gates, and banks have begun to reassess loan risks.

Shen Cong's case became the final straw that broke his back.

Shen Jianjun's vision went black and he collapsed to the ground. When he woke up again, he was already lying in a hospital room.

Sun Mei sat on the edge of the bed, her makeup ruined by tears.

The secretary stood beside him, holding documents, her voice trembling: "President Shen, the situation is very bad; the group's stock price is still falling."

"We contacted several banks, and they all said that they can only lend the minimum amount at present."

"All the funding parties that had been agreed upon changed their minds at the last minute."

"Several old friends also declined."

Shen Jianjun lay on the bed, his lips chapped and dry: "Not a single person is willing to lend me money?"

The secretary lowered her head: "No."

The room was eerily quiet.

Shen Jianjun felt a tightness in his chest; today was supposed to be his birthday banquet to redeem his reputation.

But now, his birthday party has become a joke, and he has become the biggest topic of conversation in Shanghai's business district.

What he regretted even more were two things.

The first item is the land on Qingnian Road.

The land he acquired for a billion yuan and was ridiculed by everyone was eventually sold to Shen Ze for 230 million yuan.

Just two days after the sale, the official plan was finalized, with a valuation of 6.8 billion.

The more than 6 billion yuan in dividends all ended up in Shen Ze's pocket.

If that land were still in the hands of the Jianjun Group, all the crises could be resolved now.

Banks would come knocking on his door, suppliers would change their tune, and stock prices might even skyrocket, but he sold it himself.

The second one is Zhao Wenxuan.

He naively believed the swindler and invested his last cash into the so-called new energy project.

Four hundred million, completely wasted.

Shen Jianjun closed his eyes, and he looked more than ten years older.

Sun Mei gritted her teeth: "Jianjun, we can't fall now. If we fall, there will be no one to save Cong'er, and the group will be completely gone."

Shen Jianjun opened his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Who else can we turn to?"

Sun Mei was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "Yu Yehua."

Shen Jianjun's expression changed.

Yu Yehua has money, cash flow, and sufficient bank connections in Shanghai's business district.

If Yu Yehua were willing to step in, Jianjun Group could at least catch its breath, but this person is not easy to persuade.

Moreover, Shen Cong had previously harassed the Yu family's daughter, and many people in the circle knew about this.

Now that the Shen family's reputation is so tarnished, if he were to go to their door to borrow money again, it would be as if his face were being trampled on.

But he couldn't think of any other way besides Yu Yehua.

Shen Jianjun remained silent for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Once I've recovered a bit, I'll sort out the projects that can still be mortgaged."

"I will go to Yu Yehua in person. As long as he is willing to lend me money, we can discuss the terms."

Sun Mei nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll have someone prepare the materials."

Shen Jianjun lay on the hospital bed, as if grasping at the last lifeline.

He had no idea that Yu Yehua was already Shen Ze's future father-in-law, and that his request for help was doomed to failure.

……

Outside the special needs ward of Shuren Hospital, Sun Mei was stopped at the end of the corridor.

She wanted to see her biological son today, but it wasn't easy.

She stood in the corridor and pleaded in a low voice, "Comrade, I just want to see him once."

Sun Mei's voice was hoarse, and tears streamed down her face: "I'm his mother. He's still injured. You can't even deny family members visits, can you?"

The investigator looked at her and said in a firm tone, "The case is still under investigation. The suspect is emotionally unstable and cannot be visited at will."