Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 285 He Will Always Be Named Sheng!

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 He Will Always Be Named Sheng!

And this event was completely unforeseen for the company and the Sheng Family!

The old man collapsed onto the chair, taking a long time to recover, but his aged face remained ashen.

"Is there any news about Xu Guannan now?"

He asked in a hoarse voice.

Chen Xiaosen shook his head, "Not yet, I’ve had people searching in the capital, but there’s been no trace of him."

Hearing this, the old man’s expression darkened further as he bowed his head.

Xu Guannan was the person who had brought them the news three days ago, but after saying he would go to the capital to bring back Sheng Siyuan’s body, he had disappeared without a trace.

Could he too have perished at the hands of that family?

Sheng Zhong sat in the chair, his calloused hands gripping the cane so tightly that veins bulged.

"First, stabilize the company’s situation and make sure this news doesn’t leak. Tell the public that he is overseas on business."

"Yes!"

"Also, Hehe will be discharged at the end of the month. Before that, make sure she knows nothing of what’s happening here so as not to affect her treatment."

Suppressing the immense sorrow in his heart, the old master calmly repeated these instructions.

Chen Xiaosen nodded immediately.

Of course, the president’s death couldn’t be made public, or it would throw the company into chaos.

Yet at a time like this, this man, nearing his seventies, could still maintain his composure to instruct him on these matters, showing how strong he truly was.

It’s important to note that besides bringing back the news of the president’s death, Xu Guannan had also delivered to this old man a bolt from the blue: he was not his son!

"Old master, it’s getting late; let me take you back now," Chen Xiaosen said, pained at the sight of the old master who seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and moved to escort him downstairs.

But the old man gestured with his hand.

"There’s still work unfinished; wait until I’ve dealt with it," he said, using his cane to shakily return to his desk.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaosen had no choice but to stay in the office with him.

In the current situation, he felt he must not leave the old man’s side, as he did not know when he might collapse.

Moreover, he had a growing suspicion that the old master’s calmness over the past few days was highly unusual, beginning when his son’s death was confirmed in Chongzhou, he showed an extraordinary level of composure.

Does he not feel hatred?

Why hadn’t he thought of going to the capital to confront Xiahou Yi?

Chen Xiaosen sat down on the sofa and began working on the documents on the coffee table.

"Ding..."

Suddenly, the phone chimed.

He immediately picked it up and saw a message from Yin Beixiao.

"Chen Xiaosen, has Xu Guannan returned yet?"

"Not yet," Chen Xiaosen quickly replied to the message.

Upon hearing this, Yin Beixiao, who was at that moment downstairs in the building, felt a surge of rage blaze up from his chest.

"Xiahou Yi killed him too?"

"..."

Chen Xiaosen’s face paled instantly, not daring to respond to that.

"Fine, then I’ll make a trip to the capital myself. I want to see what Xiahou Yi is really made of! Just because he has a bit of power, he dares to murder innocents to this extent!" Yin Beixiao’s furious message came through, causing Chen Xiaosen to stand up abruptly.

"What’s wrong?"

The old master, who was busy at his desk, noticed the commotion and looked up, his aging eyes focusing on his secretary.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaosen hastily said, "That’s... Yin Beixiao is planning to go to the capital to find Xiahou Yi!"

"What?" As soon as these words came out, the old master threw down his pen on the spot.

"This is absurd, hurry up, call him, I want to talk to him."

He was so anxious he came out from behind his office desk.

Chen Xiaosen immediately dialed Yin Beixiao’s number, fortunately, at that time, Yin Beixiao hadn’t left yet.

"Hello?" As soon as the call connected, Yin Beixiao answered with raging anger.

"It’s me, Beixiao, come up first, I have something to talk to you about."

The old man said calmly.

Yin Beixiao: "..."

Twenty minutes later, Chen Xiaosen went out to open the door, and Yin Beixiao walked in.

"Take a seat, Xiaosen, go and pour Beixiao a cup of tea."

The old man had been waiting for him for twenty minutes, and when he finally saw him come up, he politely pointed to the couch before joining him there.

Yin Beixiao had no choice but to follow suit.

"What do you want to talk to me about? He’s dead, I know you’re not in a position to go after that old beast right now, don’t worry, I’ll bring your son’s corpse back for you!"

Yin Beixiao, who was the type to speak his mind, couldn’t wait to say this as soon as he sat down.

The old man looked at him with a hint of grateful smile.

"Thank you," he said, "but you’re not the right person to go there, and even if you went, you couldn’t bring my son back!"

He poured him a cup of tea, his expression remaining very calm.

Yin Beixiao instantly frowned deeply: "Are you doubting my ability? Let me tell you, I was special forces in the military, how could I not manage to retrieve a corpse?"

He was very angry, on the verge of slamming the table.

But the old man was still utterly composed, seeing his anger, he reached out to pat his shoulder, indicating he didn’t mean it in that way.

"Beixiao, I know you’re capable, but have you thought about it? You have the Yin Family behind you, what would they do if you offended Xiahou Yi?"

"..."

"Moreover, my son has had an accident, I don’t want anything else to happen to you, otherwise, what about Hehe, and your three nephews? Have you thought about what they will do in the future?"

The old man mercilessly laid out these harsh realities in front of the man.

Yes, going into a den of tigers alone is easy enough, but what about the consequences?

If he too were gone, what would the remaining people do? Those orphans and widows...

Yin Beixiao clenched his fists, finally saying no more.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Zhong got up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning on his cane, he gazed down at the myriad of lights below.

"Don’t worry, my son, naturally, I will personally bring him back. I have raised him for nearly thirty years, his whole life he is Sheng Zhong’s son!"

"..."

Yin Beixiao slowly turned his head to look, and in that moment, as he watched the stooped silhouette of the old man, it felt as if something got stuck in his throat.

He was so choked up he couldn’t make a sound.

"But he is Xiahou Yi." In the end, that was all he could remind him.

However, as soon as the words were out, he saw the old man looking outside, a thick sneer spreading at the corner of his mouth.

"So what if he is? That son he once dared not acknowledge, dared not want, now that I have brought him up, educated him, he thinks he can do as he pleases?"

"That’s impossible!"

At the edge of the old man’s lips, each word was enunciated with a pause.

His tone was calm.

But from the moment he spoke those words, Yin Beixiao could distinctly feel a change in the atmosphere of the office.

It was as if the end of days was upon them, the air filled with a terrible murderous intent that could destroy heavens and earth!

Right, he had forgotten that although Sheng Siyuan wasn’t his biological child,

it was he who had raised him!

Sheng Zhong’s ruthlessness was already well known thirty years ago!