After Shen Xue's mocking yet somewhat relieved laughter, Yang Yi's SUV came to a halt.
Seeing the old man posturing arrogantly in the distance and the beautiful woman with a hostile look in her eyes, Yang Yi stepped out of the car with an indifferent expression.
Shadow Three, who was driving, also wanted to get out, but Yang Yi made a gesture that kept him quietly seated.
This wasn’t a situation that needed a grand display; Yang Yi wanted to handle it himself. After all, he still didn’t know how to deal with the Shen family’s issues—should he kill them? Or just cripple them one by one?
“Heh…”
Yang Yi chuckled softly, not bothering to greet the Shen family members. Instead, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a light puff of smoke.
“You’re not from the Zhou family?” The beautiful woman’s expression changed slightly as she spoke coldly.
As her words fell, the old man furrowed his brow and turned to scrutinize Yang Yi. Suddenly, the old man felt that Yang Yi looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
But Shen Xue, who was kneeling on the ground, kept her eyes tightly shut. She didn’t want to think about anything at this moment; she just wanted to wait for news about Shen Wu.
“Zhou family? Heh, is Shen Xue’s husband from the Zhou family?” Yang Yi replied flatly.
Hearing his voice, Shen Xue's whole body trembled violently. She turned her head, staring at Yang Yi in disbelief, momentarily stunned.
Seeing Shen Xue’s reaction, the beautiful woman’s eyes filled with suspicion.
But the old man suddenly realized something, and his eyes instantly turned fierce. He shouted angrily, “It’s you!”
Yang Yi smiled calmly, “Yes, it’s been six years. Surprised I’m still alive?”
The old man’s eyes slowly narrowed, his hand trembling as he spoke through gritted teeth, “You should be dead, Yang Yi. You should be dead!”
Yang Yi glanced at the old man, snorted disdainfully, then turned to Shen Xue, his tone softening, “Are you still willing to give me a chance?”
Shen Xue’s eyes reddened instantly, and she covered her mouth, staring fixedly at Yang Yi.
However, the next moment, she thought of her daughter.
At that moment, the beautiful woman suddenly reacted. She, who had been kneeling, instantly stood up, glaring fiercely at Yang Yi, and said, “You’re Yang Yi, the one who fathered that illegitimate child with Xiao Xue, and you’re not dead!”
Upon hearing the term “illegitimate child,” Yang Yi turned sharply toward the beautiful woman, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
But before he could move, the beautiful woman had already acted. With a wave of her hand, a thin, cold light shot toward Yang Yi.
Yang Yi didn’t even move; he just extended two fingers and easily caught it.
Looking at the thin needle caught between his fingers, Yang Yi sneered and casually flicked it away.
Thud!
The beautiful woman spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief, staring blankly at the needle embedded in her shoulder!
Thud!
She spat out another mouthful of blood!
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After all, the needle was poisoned!
“Bastard!” The old man roared in fury, his hair and beard bristling as he glared at Yang Yi with eyes full of rage, as if he wanted to devour him whole.
Bang!
The beautiful woman collapsed to the ground, her condition uncertain.
But Yang Yi didn’t care about them at all; he just looked at Shen Xue, waiting for her answer.
Shen Xue stared at Yang Yi for a long time, then smiled bitterly, “Do you have money? I need ten million. Do you have it?”
Yang Yi frowned, “You just want to save our daughter. What difference does it make whether I have the ten million?”
Shen Xue looked deeply at Yang Yi, “It’s been five years... How can I trust you?”
Her words struck directly at Yang Yi’s weakness.
Yes, he had left without a word five years ago and hadn’t taken any responsibility since. How could he expect her to trust him now, just because he had returned?
“Yang Yi!”
Suddenly, the old man’s cold voice interrupted. His gaze was venomous, completely devoid of the previously sage-like demeanor. Now, he was like a viper, staring at Yang Yi with a raspy and icy voice, “Shen Xue is about to marry into the Zhou family! Ha ha ha…”
He laughed heartily, looking at Yang Yi with mockery.
Upon hearing this, Shen Xue instantly thought of her daughter. She was now like a startled bird, unable to trust anyone, not even the man in front of her, who was her daughter’s father.
As Yang Yi frowned, pondering what to do, Shadow Three in the car was also frowning.
Ten million? Why did Madam need ten million?
Why was the God King frowning? Was ten million really that much?
In fact, both Shen Xue and Yang Yi were caught in a misunderstanding.
Shen Xue felt abandoned by Yang Yi and no longer trusted him.
Yang Yi was preoccupied with why Shen Xue wanted to marry into the Zhou family.
The misunderstanding was actually easy to resolve, but after more than five years apart, it was difficult for them to communicate calmly.
Seeing Yang Yi fall silent, the old man’s eyes grew darker. He bitterly regretted not killing Yang Yi back then. Now, left alone here, he didn’t even dare to make a move!
After all, Yang Yi’s earlier display was terrifying.
“You want to marry into the Zhou family?” Yang Yi asked, frowning.
Shen Xue looked at Yang Yi silently but didn’t answer.
Yang Yi frowned slightly, gazing deeply at Shen Xue, then disdainfully glanced at the old man, saying, “Marry into the Zhou family? Ha! Who knows if the Zhou family will even continue to exist!”
With that, he turned and got back into the car.
Shadow Three, sensing the situation, started the car and drove away.
Back where they had been, Shen Xue lowered her head, tears streaming down her face. Perhaps there was hatred, but there was even more love.
But now, for her daughter’s sake, she couldn’t care about anything else.
At that moment, the old man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes dark and sinister like a vengeful spirit. He glanced at Shen Xue, his gaze cold, and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”
As his voice fell, the woman lying on the ground suddenly opened her eyes. After wiping the blood from her mouth, she pulled out the needle, her face serious, “So that’s Yang Yi? Impressive. If it weren’t for the antidote, I’d probably be dead here today!”
It was clear she was still shaken.
Just then, the woman’s phone rang. She glanced at Shen Xue and said coolly, “It seems Shen Wu has found that bastard child!”
Shen Xue shuddered at the news, looking at the woman with eyes full of desperate hope.
She hoped Shen Wu couldn’t find her daughter.
When the call connected, Shen Wu’s furious voice came through: “Ask her, ask her where she hid that bastard child!”
At that moment, both the woman and the old man’s faces changed. They looked at Shen Xue with icy stares.
But Shen Xue let out a sigh of relief, slowly standing up, and said calmly, “Give me the money, or I won’t listen to you.”
The old man snarled viciously, “Don’t think Yang Yi’s appearance means you have a protector. I’m telling you…”
“Give me the money, and I’ll do as you say. Otherwise, I’d rather die with my daughter!” Shen Xue’s tone was resolute.
The woman then hung up the phone and looked questioningly at the old man.
His face flushed with anger as he glared at Shen Xue.
The woman thought for a moment and said, “How about this: Shen Xue, you marry into the Zhou family, and we’ll give you the money immediately.”