To truly understand a person, one must not only listen to what they say but, more importantly, observe what they do.
Years ago, abandoning oneself was an unshakeable fact. What meaning was there in speaking of it now?
Since descending the mountain, Lü Feng had matured considerably.
Although the person before him had committed an extremely unkind act, he had, after all, repented.
He realized the harm this had caused and had reflected upon it.
Therefore, Lü Feng had no intention of offending the man's dignity.
Nor would he point fingers at him, speaking words that were difficult to hear.
At this moment, Lü Feng was exceptionally polite. He slowly stood up from the sofa and then bowed deeply to the woman before him.
His voice gradually brightened.
"Thank you for letting me know my origins. I am very grateful. However, we do not have that much of a relationship, so we shall take our leave. Goodbye."
Every word was courteous.
But to a mother, these words were distant and cold.
Hearing them, Dong Ye's heart churned like a stormy sea.
Seeing Lü Feng about to leave, Dong Ye could no longer hold back. A plea rose from the depths of her heart.
"Lü, Lü Feng." Her voice trembled uncontrollably.
"I do not have many requests either. How about this, Lü Feng, just agree to call me, call me Mom."
Having said this with a tremor, she quickly glanced at Lin Mei beside her.
"Miss Lin, I know a little about your relationship."
"You two will soon be walking down the aisle. As your mother-in-law, I offer my congratulations in advance."
Then, Dong Ye stood up and walked towards a row of cabinets behind her.
From the depths of the cabinet, she retrieved a red envelope and pushed it towards Lü Feng.
The red envelope was plump, clearly containing considerable sincerity.
Dong Ye's sincerity was evident.
But Lü Feng remained unmoved by it all.
Before the red envelope even reached him, he intercepted it with one hand.
"Please take this red envelope back. That's right, Lin Mei and I are indeed getting married soon. If President Dong wishes to attend, that is fine, but this request, I must respectfully decline."
This time, before Dong Ye could say anything more, Lü Feng pulled Lin Mei to his side and left the office without looking back.
*Clang!*
As the door behind them closed, in the circular office, Dong Ye slumped back onto the sofa.
Looking at the red envelope left on the coffee table, her eyes were filled with disappointment.
When Lin Mei and Lü Feng came downstairs.
Not far from the circular office, on the third floor below.
A young man was questioning another man in a suit standing opposite him.
"So, the information you gathered is all correct."
The young man clasped his hands together on the table, his eyes fixed on the man standing before him.
The latter dared not speak carelessly. At this moment, he spoke truthfully and with a firm voice.
"Yes, Manager. It is the truth. President Dong spoke with that person for a long time. That person is very likely President Dong's child, abandoned many years ago."
"Child? You mean Lü Feng?"
The person sitting opposite him frowned upon hearing this.
The standing man dared not speak nonsense and quickly nodded.
Then, he explained.
"Manager, think about it. If it weren't her own son, I don't think President Dong would have spoken for so long."
"In that case, things are going to be troublesome." The seated man sighed as he spoke.
His relationship with Dong Ye was not ordinary.
Although not Dong Ye's biological son, because he bore some resemblance to her lost child,
After Dong Ye's son had passed away years ago, this man was adopted into the Dong family by Dong Ye.
From then on, Dong Ye believed her abandoned child had already died, and all her maternal love was lavished upon him.
Therefore, he also bore the surname Dong.
Dong Hua fell into a deep state of contemplation.
He had been counting on inheriting Dong Ye's business after her retirement.
This was only natural, as with Dong Ye's guidance and support over the years, he had managed the entire group with great success.
His achievements were visible for all to see.
Dong Hua had been very confident before, but now that a person with a blood relationship had appeared.
He suddenly felt bewildered.
In Chinese society, relationships between people are either based on interest or blood.
And blood ties are the only ones that can transcend self-interest, passing down through generations, unchanging.
As a result, the confusion in Dong Hua's eyes gradually turned into a fierce glint.
He had finally achieved what he had today. If Dong Ye changed her mind and expelled him from the Dong family,
He would truly have nothing left.
Dong Hua would never allow such a thing to happen.
Thus, at this moment, he looked directly at the person before him.
"What should I do now?"
The person before him was merely an employee and dared not speak recklessly.
The man said, "Manager, this is your family matter. It's not appropriate for an outsider like me to interfere."
But Dong Hua had no intention of letting him off easily.
"Whether you speak or not is your freedom, but if you don't speak today, you won't be leaving here."
This was clearly making things difficult!
This person had been with Dong Hua for quite some time.
He naturally understood Dong Hua's temperament. To go against him now would be courting death.
Thus, the man could only be pushed into a corner and offer a token suggestion.
"If, if I must say, since this blood relative has appeared and may affect the manager's future, then, as long as this person doesn't integrate into the Dong family, why not make them disappear forever?"
This person was not only offering advice but also securing his own escape route.
Knowing that Dong Hua would not dare to do this, he spoke as he did. This way, if Dong Ye ever pursued responsibility, it would at least not fall upon him.
But this person did not expect to miscalculate.
Before he could finish speaking.
Dong Hua chuckled, "Good, very good. It suits my intentions perfectly."
Hearing this, the man felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his forehead precisely.
At the same time, with immense astonishment, he said,
"Manager, are you really going to do this? Do this."
But before he could finish, Dong Hua had already spoken over him.
"Wasn't this what you said? Besides, when dealing with enemies, one must be like sweeping away fallen leaves in autumn, never showing mercy."
Seeing the timidity in the eyes of the person before him, Dong Hua's expression suddenly changed. He then warned,
"From now on, keep this matter buried in your heart. Do not let anyone know. Do you understand?"
This person dared not meet Dong Hua's gaze. Did he have any other choice at this moment?
The man nodded vigorously. Dong Hua now had a concrete plan in mind.
After a moment of thought, he took out his phone and dialed a number.