"Madam..."
Upon hearing Song Qingyi's words, Wang Yunchuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
He had just heard Song Qingyi mention that Shen Lang was her son, and she had deliberately emphasized the words "her son." Wang Yunchuan, being a seasoned individual, had assumed that Song Qingyi simply cherished her godson greatly. He never expected that she would claim Shen Lang to be her biological son, Shen Qiye.
Who was Shen Qiye? He was a prodigy rarely seen in a millennium. At the age of six, his intelligence had already astounded the entire Dragon Kingdom.
Legend had it that at six, Shen Qiye had memorized Pi to the 70,000th decimal place, breaking the world record. Furthermore, with a mere stroke of his brush, he could compose over a dozen poems that left countless literary giants in awe.
On Shen Qiye's sixth birthday, he painted "Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin." The quality of this painting was so exceptional that even Lin Danqing, the foremost master of traditional Chinese painting today, praised it as astonishingly brilliant, proclaiming that no one within the next hundred years could surpass his artistic skill.
However, such a genius tragically fell into the Ming River in a plane crash at the age of six, his fate unknown.
Because of his uncertain fate, Song Qingyi divorced Shen Tianjun. Shen Tianjun became disheartened and was eventually disowned by the family.
It could be said that Shen Qiye's disappearance had caused significant turmoil.
As an elder, Wang Yunchuan naturally knew that Shen Qiye was Song Qingyi's son, and he also knew that Song Qingyi had been searching for him all these years. However, what Wang Yunchuan never imagined was that Shen Lang was actually Shen Qiye.
"What, Old Wang, do you think I've missed my son so much that I've become delusional and started speaking nonsense?"
Seeing Wang Yunchuan's shocked expression and his prolonged silence, Song Qingyi chuckled.
"Madam, this old man has no such intention. I am simply unable to accept this matter for the moment."
Wang Yunchuan regained his composure and slowly replied, "I know a little about the background of this child Shen Lang. Before the age of nine, he begged for alms in Nanling for a period. Later, he met Mr. Long and was brought to Prisoner Dragon Mountain. This is his first return to Nanling in nineteen years."
"Madam, how did you come to believe that young Shen is Young Master Shen?"
Upon hearing Wang Yunchuan's words, Song Qingyi slowly took out a file bag from the bag she carried and handed it to Wang Yunchuan. "Old Wang, please take a look."
Wang Yunchuan took the file bag, untied the string, and slowly took out the contents.
Inside the file bag was a report, a paternity test report, between Song Qingyi and Shen Lang.
The report indicated that the probability of Shen Lang being Song Qingyi's biological son was 99.99%.
Although there was still a 0.01% missing, Wang Yunchuan knew that this definitively proved Shen Lang was Song Qingyi's biological son.
"Congratulations, Madam, on achieving your long-held wish and reuniting with your son."
After placing the report back into the file bag and sealing it, Wang Yunchuan looked at Song Qingyi and congratulated her from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you, Old Wang. I am indeed very happy right now."
Song Qingyi gracefully put the file bag back into her bag and said to Wang Yunchuan, "My son has been missing for nineteen years. I've thought countless times that he was either dead or ruined, or perhaps had become a dissolute scoundrel who sought no progress. But to see him not only unharmed but also so outstanding, no one is happier than I am."
"Old Wang, I haven't even let Shen Tianjun see this paternity report, yet I've shown it to you. Do you know what that means?"
"Madam wants to tell this old man that Young Shen is your son, and he is absolutely worthy of my granddaughter, hoping that this old man will not hold any contemptuous thoughts towards Young Shen."
Wang Yunchuan smiled. "Madam, you really didn't need to do this. I've been very fond of Young Shen since the first time I met him, and then I arranged the engagement with his master."
"To be honest, even if Young Shen weren't your biological son, in my opinion, his marriage with Yu Yan is already a high climb for our Wang family."
"Old Wang is indeed wise; you understand things with just a hint. I admire you."
Knowing that Wang Yunchuan understood her intentions, Song Qingyi was very pleased and smiled. "Shen Lang has nothing now, but it won't always be this way. As long as he one day harbors the ambition to conquer, I can immediately become a dominant figure or a wealthy magnate. Old Wang, do you believe me?"
"Madam's words, this old man absolutely believes."
Wang Yunchuan stated, "Although Madam has been in obscurity for many years, this old man knows that many giant companies have connections with you. If you are willing, you can become an immensely influential financial titan at any time."
"Yes, if I were willing, I could give my son wealth and power that no one in this world can imagine, but I cannot make up for the nineteen years of motherly love he missed."
A hint of sadness crossed Song Qingyi's face. "I was not by his side for nineteen years, so I must compensate him doubly in the future. I hope Old Wang can understand my love for my son."
"This old man understands. No one in this world understands Madam's pain better than this old man, because I too have lost my son and daughter-in-law for eighteen years, and now I don't even know if they are alive or dead."
"Alas..."
Song Qingyi sighed upon hearing this, then changed the subject. "Old Sir, I have a question. May I have it answered?"
"Madam wants to ask about Mr. Long, doesn't she?"
Wang Yunchuan was extremely astute. As soon as Song Qingyi spoke, Wang Yunchuan immediately knew what she wanted to know.
"Yes, I want to know what kind of person Mr. Long is."
Song Qingyi continued, "He raised Shen Lang for nineteen years, dedicating himself wholeheartedly to his education, making Shen Lang so outstanding. I am infinitely grateful to him, so I wish to know his identity."
Song Qingyi's words carried another underlying meaning: if Mr. Long had no ill intentions towards Shen Lang, she would be eternally grateful and would repay him handsomely.
Conversely, if Mr. Long harbored malicious intentions and had other motives for adopting Shen Lang, she would ensure her son distanced himself from him as quickly as possible.
This was a mother's love. One could say she was judging a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but one could not say she was wrong.
"Mr. Long is an extraordinary person. No, he is a divine being, and also the person this old man respects most in his life."
Wang Yunchuan stated, "Medicine, martial arts, finance, wine tasting, antique appraisal, literary achievement—in all these fields, he has reached the pinnacle. He is the most powerful person in this world; everyone else is mortal before him."
"Although I am an old friend of Mr. Long, I do not know much about his identity. However, I can guarantee Madam that he has absolutely no other motives for adopting Young Shen. Otherwise, Young Shen's eyes would not be so clear and pure."
"So that's how it is..."
Song Qingyi did not receive the answer she desired, and a hint of regret clearly appeared on her face. She said, "Thank you, Old Wang, for your candidness. It seems I will have to visit this Mr. Long at Prisoner Dragon Mountain if I have the chance."