"Am I shameless? Heh, if you dare disrespect me again, you'll find out what real shamelessness is after you marry my fool of an older brother!" Zhou Yun sneered coldly.

Shen Xue gritted her teeth in anger. She wasn't actually concerned about marrying into the Zhou family as a concubine, because she had already decided that once Tian Tian was cured, she would take her own life.

Now, curing Tian Tian was her only hope for continuing to live.

Her family had trained her to marry into the Zhou family, clearly wanting her to be a spy and perhaps even use her to control the Zhou family and eventually take it over.

She was aware of all this.

But none of that mattered anymore. As long as Tian Tian was cured and Yang Yi could take her far away, she would be satisfied.

As for Zhou Yun in front of her, Shen Xue couldn't care less about him—just another spoiled brat.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Xue turned and walked away, no longer paying any attention to Zhou Yun.

Her attitude made Zhou Yun grind his teeth in hatred. He had already decided that once Shen Xue married into the Zhou family, he would torment her day and night!

A filthy woman who had borne a bastard child with some random man—if it weren't for her being from the Shen family, the Zhou family wouldn't even consider taking her as a concubine!

Yet Zhou Yun had to admit that Shen Xue was extraordinarily beautiful. He had long coveted her, but in the end, she wouldn't be his; instead, she would belong to his idiot brother!

Consumed with jealousy, Zhou Yun watched Shen Xue's graceful figure walking away, and he wished he could throw her to the ground and ravage her right then and there.

Suddenly, he remembered seeing someone earlier—he had overheard a name: Yang Yi!

Zhou Yun pulled out his phone. "Two things. First, find out who fathered the child of Shen Xue from the Shen family, the one who will be marrying into our family in a week. Second, investigate a man named Yang Yi!"

...

"Transferred hospitals? That's impossible!" Shen Xue stared at the hospital transfer records in her hand, her beautiful face full of disbelief.

When she saw the name of the hospital Tian Tian had been transferred to, she froze: "Wudu First Hospital! How could this be?"

Wudu was a military base!

"Who could have managed to get Tian Tian into a military hospital?"

"Could it have been Yang Yi?"

"No, no, it can't be him!"

Deep down, Shen Xue didn't want to believe that Yang Yi had such influence.

Since Yang Yi had left over five years ago, at first, she had held on to hope. But slowly, as her suffering increased, she cried herself to sleep night after night, waiting for him.

But he never came back.

She finally concluded that Yang Yi had run away, abandoning her and their daughter. He was an irresponsible scoundrel!

Afterward, she grew stronger, but her resentment toward Yang Yi only deepened.

In her mind, Yang Yi's once-perfect image had become increasingly tarnished.

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Now, she simply couldn't believe that Yang Yi had the power to get Tian Tian admitted to Wudu First Hospital. That jerk couldn't have done it—he was just a jerk!

Shen Xue kept repeating this to herself, but her eyes were already reddening.

After all, she could deceive herself, but the transfer documents were right there. If it wasn't him, who else could it have been?

But if it was him, why, if he was so capable, hadn't he come back to see them even once in six years? He was truly heartless. What did it mean if he returned now?

The more she had loved him back then, the more she hated him now!

Shen Xue turned to leave. She was going to Wudu, to find her daughter. She wouldn't be at peace, not even in death, until she saw her daughter!

...

Outside the ICU at Wudu First Hospital, Yang Yi looked at Tian Tian's pale little face. His usually cold demeanor softened.

In the next room, several specialists were consulting, holding discussions, and conducting experiments.

At that moment, a specialist with extensive burns on the left side of his face stepped out. When he saw Yang Yi, he froze, disbelief flashing across his face, turning to shock and then joy.

When he was sure, he immediately dropped to one knee, saying excitedly, "Combat Medic Unit's Chen Zhenhai greets the Divine King!"

Yang Yi turned and saw the burned-faced Chen Zhenhai kneeling, his face full of excitement as he looked up at him.

"Get up! Combat Medics don't kneel before the King! Did you forget, you bastard?" Yang Yi barked habitually.

Chen Zhenhai stood up, no longer doubting—this was indeed their King, and he had returned!

Yang Yi sighed and shifted his gaze back to the ICU. "How is my daughter?" he asked.

Chen Zhenhai was startled to learn that the patient they were treating was the Divine King's daughter. Suddenly, everything made sense. No wonder he had been dragged out of bed and brought here by the Shadow Spikes. Now, it all made sense!

Who else had the power to mobilize the Shadow Spikes? Who else dared treat a Combat Medic like that!

Calming himself, Chen Zhenhai looked at the little girl through the glass and sighed. "Divine King, we’ve run 43 simulations already. As soon as the liver is available, we guarantee the task will be completed and the little princess will recover!"

Yang Yi nodded. "Good."

At the same time, his thoughts turned to Shen Xue. This situation would need to be handled by her...

"Report, madam has arrived in Wudu."

Yang Yi was deep in thought when the report from the Shadow Spikes reached him.

He was momentarily stunned; he had thought he would have to forcibly bring Shen Xue to save their daughter. He didn't expect her to come on her own!

Shen Xue's action truly unsettled Yang Yi.

What was she thinking?

She had seemed ready to abandon them, so why chase after them now?

Could there really be more to the story?

Shaking off these thoughts, Yang Yi said, "Bring her in. Explain Tian Tian's condition to her... see what she decides."

The Shadow Spike operative nodded and left.

Yang Yi, however, walked into the stairwell, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. His mind was indeed in turmoil.

Just like six years ago, she had once again disrupted his life.

He was supposed to be decisive. He had decided at the café that he would capture Shen Xue and use her liver to save their daughter.

But now, if she were willing to give it voluntarily, how could he face her?

She was his daughter's mother, yet she had been involved with another man.

The invincible Divine King was a mess of emotions.

As he was thinking, his phone suddenly beeped. Yang Yi's face turned grim at the special ringtone—there had been a breakthrough!

He answered, and a cold voice tinged with excitement reported, "Divine King, we’ve tracked down the princess's medical history from two years ago. According to the report from Base Nine, it matches the timeline of the princess's liver disease!"

Yang Yi responded coldly, "Continue."

"Zhuque District Hospital, Zhongjing City. Attending physician: Wang Rongsheng."

Hiss...

Yang Yi took a deep drag on his cigarette and gritted his teeth, "Zhongjing, Zhongjing again. Very well!"

He hung up the phone and headed downstairs.

As he reached the ground floor, five Shadow Spikes operatives appeared from the shadows. This time, they were not only clad in black and wearing raven masks, but they also had wrist-mounted dart guns and black backpacks.

Clearly, they were ready for combat!