Stand-in Exit, Tycoon Boss Anxious Crazy

Zhu Hongyu's face turned unsightly in an instant.

Shen Congyan cursed angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

But at that moment, an old yet authoritative voice echoed from upstairs, "What's all this racket in the middle of the night?"

Everyone fell silent.

The old man's hair was half white, but his presence still commanded respect.

"Grandpa."

"Yanshi is back, that ungrateful brat, still remembers to come see me, come up here."

Shen Yanshi headed straight upstairs.

Shen Congyan was fuming, his eyebrows knitted in anger, but ultimately he said nothing more.

The old man returned to his room, sat at the tea table, boiled water, and began to grind tea leaves.

Shen Yanshi reached out to help, but the old man swatted his hand away, "Your skills are lacking, and you're too impatient, you'll ruin my good tea."

Shen Yanshi laughed, "I brought you some new tea."

"What use is the tea you bring? When will you bring home a girlfriend?"

Shen Yanshi didn't respond.

"I'm old, not sure how much longer I can last. Before I close my eyes for good, I at least want to see you settled down, otherwise I won't be at peace even in death."

"Then you'll just have to live a few more years."

"You brat!"

The old man said gravely, "You're helping Gong-Nian with her divorce case, offending the Wei family. You'd better be prepared for trouble from them in the future."

"I understand."

"Be cautious in all matters, Yanshi, you can't afford to lose, and grandpa can't help you with this."

Back when the old man was stepping down, Shen Yanshi fought alone to secure his position as the successor, enduring untold hardships.

The old man saw it all and was proud to have such a capable grandson, but also pained to see him alone.

Although Shen Yanshi was temporarily in charge, any mistake that threatened the Shen Group would surely have the others pouncing to seize power.

"Grandpa believes in you. In three generations of the Shen family, you're the only one with such exceptional talent. I'm at ease with the Shen Group in your hands."

The old man poured him a cup of tea, sighing, "The only thing I'm not at ease about is your marriage. Bring home a wife soon. The Gong family is on the decline and can't offer you much support. A marriage with a daughter from the Xie or Zhao family would be a good match, bringing you great support, and you wouldn't have to struggle alone like this..."

"Grandpa, you should sleep. You're already in poor health, no need to stay up late."

"Am I staying up by choice? Isn't it because you all were making noise?"

Shen Yanshi helped him to bed, "Next time I come to see you, how about I bring some Snow Mountain Longjing tea?"

The old man glared at him, pulled up the covers, turned over, and clearly didn't want to bother with him.

Shen Yanshi turned off the light for the old man and then left the room.@@novelbin@@

Shen Congyan and Zhu Hongyu had already gone to bed, no longer downstairs. Coming down from upstairs, he only saw Shen Jun, his half-brother from a different mother.

"Yanshi, you rarely come back, and you're leaving just like that?"

"If I don't leave, will you sleep soundly?"

Shen Jun smiled, "I've been looking forward to your return. Dad has been thinking of you all this time."

Shen Yanshi gave him a cold look and turned to leave.

"Are you blaming me for telling the family about you helping Gong-Nian? Don't be mad at me; I'm just worried about you, worried about the Shen family."

Shen Yanshi stopped in his tracks, "You got something wrong."

"What's that?"

"You said earlier that the Shen family business isn't just mine," his gaze was haughty, his lips curled in disdain, "rest assured, it will never be your turn in the next life."

Shen Jun's smile froze on his face.

Shen Yanshi opened the car door and drove away.

One hand on the steering wheel, the other loosening his shirt collar, his handsome face hidden in the play of light and shadow, a tumult of emotions swirling within.

Driving along the deserted road, he suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness.

For the first time, he felt he had nowhere to go.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

After a while, a sleepy voice answered, "Hello...?"

"Where are you?"

Xiang-Nuan suppressed her anger, "At home, sleeping."

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"Move out first."

Xiang-Nuan almost doubted her biological clock was off, but a glance at the pitch-black night outside the window confirmed, "Why would I move in the middle of the night? Didn't we agree to move tomorrow?"

"It's already past midnight."

Xiang-Nuan: "..."

This jerk must be doing this on purpose!

He must be!

He just doesn't want her to have it easy!