[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hong-kong-1984":3,"chapter-hong-kong-1984-hong-kong-1984-entertainment-empire-chapter-30":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hong Kong 1984",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2223693,4066,"Chapter 30: Xiang Fei","hong-kong-1984-entertainment-empire-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>Xiang Yan's office was brightly lit, a stack of documents spread across the heavy solid-wood desk. Ah Zhong stood to the side, not daring to breathe loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan's fingers trembled slightly as he gently traced the young face on the documents—Wu Xiangqian, 18 years old, the space between his brows nearly identical to Xiang Yan's own in his youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah Zhong...\" Xiang Yan's voice was hoarse, \"Have these documents been verified?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah Zhong immediately stepped forward: \"Brother Yan, we double-checked them three times. Wu Xiangqian was indeed found by his adoptive father, Wu Qi, on a Mong Kok street in 1974; he was about eight years old at the time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master...\" Ah Zhong asked cautiously, \"Are you certain that Young Master Fei is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There can be no mistake.\" Xiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, pointing to a line on the documents, \"Look here; he has a butterfly-shaped birthmark on his right shoulder blade.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah Zhong gasped in shock: \"Exactly like Young Master Fei had when he was little!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The night view of Weiduoliyagang sparkled as always, yet it could not illuminate the turbulent emotions churning within him at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"1974...\" Xiang Yan muttered to himself, \"That damned maid...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah Zhong asked softly: \"Brother Yan, should we go directly to find Wu... Young Master Fei?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan shook his head: \"No rush.\" He turned back to the desk, \"First, investigate the Wu family's situation clearly; I intend to visit their home personally to express my gratitude.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have already investigated,\" Ah Zhong reported quickly, \"Wu Qi is an old tailor in Jiulongcheng, and Dong Xiaolian sells vegetables at the market. Their circumstances are ordinary, but they treated the Young Master very well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trace of tenderness flashed in Xiang Yan's eyes: \"Prepare gifts, the more valuable the better. Also prepare a check... no, simply open an account for the Wu couple and deposit five million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah Zhong nodded: \"I will attend to it immediately. As for Young Master Fei...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not disturb him yet,\" Xiang Yan rubbed his temples, \"I must think of an appropriate opportunity...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, in the narrow alleys of Jiulongcheng, a black Mercedes slowly came to a halt, drawing curious glances from the neighbors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan adjusted his suit and tie, suddenly feeling somewhat nervous: \"Ah Zhong, is this attire too formal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah Zhong suppressed a laugh: \"Brother Yan, even if you wore a sack, you would still look like a boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan shot him a glare, took a deep breath, and walked toward the small shop bearing the sign \"Wu's Tailoring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the shop, Wu Qi was busy at his sewing machine. Hearing the doorbell ring, he did not even look up: \"Feel free to look around; custom orders require a two-week wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Wu,\" Xiang Yan called out softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qi looked up, and upon seeing the middle-aged man of impressive bearing before him, he paused in surprise: \"You are...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My surname is Xiang,\" Xiang Yan bowed slightly, \"I wish to speak with you regarding your son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qi's expression instantly turned guarded: \"What has happened to my Qian-zi?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan gestured for Ah Zhong to place the gifts on the table: \"Master Wu, do not be alarmed; I have come to express my gratitude.\" He pointed to the most precious gift box, \"This is premium ginseng, intended to nourish your honorable wife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qi grew even more puzzled: \"Sir, we have never met before...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Wu,\" Xiang Yan's eyes suddenly reddened, \"The child you found in 1974... is my biological son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a loud clang, Wu Qi knocked the scissors off the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... what evidence do you have?\" Wu Qi's voice trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan produced an old photograph: \"This is a photo of Ah Fei at six years old; look at this birthmark.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qi stared at the photograph for a long time, then let out a long sigh: \"I always knew... that child Ah Qian was extraordinary from the start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan asked anxiously: \"Has he... has he lived well these past years?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well,\" Wu Qi's face broke into a proud smile, \"That boy is brilliantly clever and learns anything quickly. It's just...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His temper is stubborn,\" Wu Qi shook his head, \"Once he sets his mind on something, not even nine oxen could pull him back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan smiled bitterly: \"In that regard, he takes after me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the curtain to the inner room was lifted, and Dong Xiaolian emerged carrying a tea tray: \"Old Wu, a guest has arrived, why didn't you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing Xiang Yan, the tea tray clattered to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honorable Lady...\" Xiang Yan hastily rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Xiaolian suddenly burst into tears: \"You... you are Qian-zi's biological father, aren't you? I knew it the moment I saw you... you look so much alike...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan bowed deeply: \"For these many years, I thank you both for the grace of raising my son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping away her tears, Dong Xiaolian said: \"Say no such things... Ah Qian is the apple of our eye...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Qi put his arm around his wife: \"Mr. Xiang, when do you plan to reclaim Ah Qian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yan shook his head: \"There is no rush. My primary purpose in coming today is to seek your consent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have no objections,\" Wu Qi said readily, \"Having another person to love Qian-zi is a good thing. It's just...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rest assured,\" Xiang Yan promised solemnly, \"I will not force him to do anything. As long as he is willing, he will forever remain a son of the Wu family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Ah Zhong and Xiang Yan took their leave.\u003C\u002Fp>",961,"2026-06-17T20:24:38.058Z",1,"Qwen3.5 397B","06d2d4fe96e6b4b58e4b1d09785e61dc43aa8a1e30f1649e34ee99b0a5d65687","hong-kong-1984-entertainment-empire-chapter-31","hong-kong-1984-entertainment-empire-chapter-29",152,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhong-kong-1984-cover.jpg"]