Chapter 267: A Gift from a Sweetheart

The next day, Sheng Yu emerged from the small building with his usual expression.

He got into the car, and Situ reported the day's schedule as always.

At ten o'clock, Sheng Yu attended a business event.

This event invited the top ten enterprises in Kyoto City.

There were Sheng Group, Pei Group, Yuanye Group, Qi Enterprise, XX Group...

The event began, and only then did the people from Pei Group appear.

Pei Ling, with his overbearing aura, walked in through the open doors; he was dressed all in black, his temperament neither evil nor righteous, and paired with that handsome face that could captivate the masses and bewitch the heart, he made it impossible for people to look away.

Their eyes met; Pei Ling curled his lips in an evil smile, while Sheng Yu's brows and eyes remained cold.

Everyone present was from the top of the upper-class circles in Kyoto City; who didn't know that the Sheng Family and the Pei Family had been at odds for the past two or three months?

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot hold two tigers; today, with two top bigwigs of Kyoto City appearing at the event simultaneously, the other attendees were all worried that a perfectly good event might turn into a shootout.

Especially Yuan Fengye, who kept his eyes on Sheng Yu every moment; with the hatred of having his wife stolen, how could Yu Ge let it go so easily?

But fortunately, everyone's worries were superfluous.

Aside from the inner anxiety and torment, the event proceeded normally until the end.

When leaving the venue, Yuan Fengye followed behind Sheng Yu; he was the young President Yuan of Yuanye Group, a man with a proper job.

After shaking hands with the organizers, he returned to Sheng Yu's side.

He happened to see Pei Ling across from them taking out his phone to check a message.

A six-foot-three grown man, Pei Ling, dressed in a stern black shirt and black trousers, had pulled out a phone that was encased in a blue phone case; not only that, but it also had a small charm hanging from it.

Yuan Fengye was stunned; wasn't this something only women would do?

Pei Ling was a real man; he didn't need to guess to know who could be the person to make both a phone case and a phone charm appear on his phone at the same time.

Thinking of this, he looked at Sheng Yu nervously and anxiously.

Sheng Yu's expression was as cold as frost, his eyes dark and deep, his gaze sweeping over that charm.

He withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Let's go."

It was just that as they were leaving, some meddler who dared to try and get familiar with Pei Ling boldly asked, "Second Master, this phone charm looks quite unique."

Perhaps it was rare for people in their position to hang a phone charm.

So as soon as these words were spoken, many people looked toward Pei Ling.

Of course, a large portion of them wanted to see how Pei Ling, who usually disliked appearing in public, would embarrass the other person.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be in a good mood, chuckling softly: "A gift from my sweetheart."

Yuan Fengye cursed under his breath, and he and Qi Jing subconsciously looked at Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu's footsteps merely paused slightly; he walked out of the venue with a shadow over his face, sat inside the car, and felt so irritable he wanted to rip off his tie, but the moment he thought of how the tie was bought by Zhu Yuan, his hand stiffened, and he couldn't bring himself to pull it hard.

Sweetheart!

That foul mouth!

Just as he saw Pei Ling's group also walking out from inside, his phone rang at this moment.

He glanced at the caller ID, the anger and jealousy in his eyes suddenly returning to calm, and his finger slid across the screen.

"Uncle."

On the other end of the phone, Yu Weixiong said with a smile, "I'm here in Kyoto City on a business trip today, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Alright, I'll make the arrangements."

Hanging up the phone, Sheng Yu tossed it aside and glanced at the parking lot not far away, where Pei Ling was getting into a car.

Yuanyuan could only be his; no one could take her away!

Even if she really didn't want him anymore, that person could not be Pei Ling.

Nor could it be Zhu Jingyao.

Nor could it be the one surnamed Zhuang...

The names of men flashed through Sheng Yu's mind like a revolving lantern.

No one could!

Situ started the car and glanced at the rearview mirror, "Young Master Yu, are we returning to the company now?"

"How are things at Jingshan Bieyuan?" Sheng Yu asked calmly.

Jingshan Bieyuan was the place where Sheng Yu's second uncle, Sheng Hongwei, lived.

It had been sealed off by Sheng Yu for two days.

Situ replied, "Sheng Hongyao has brought people over; he should have guessed it."

The news of Sheng Hongwei being under house arrest by Sheng Yu had spread like wildfire, and Sheng Hongyao also knew of this news.

By the time he arrived with his men, Jingshan Bieyuan was surrounded inside and out by Sheng Yu's people.

"I want to go in!" Sheng Hongyao leaned on his cane and shouted coldly.

The lead Bodyguard was someone Situ had brought up personally, and his temper was exactly the same as Situ's, "Only Young Master Yu can enter; if Mr. Sheng wants to save the Second Master, he must first ask for Young Master Yu's permission."

"I want to save him?" Sheng Hongyao sneered.

Ever since he killed Shen Yijing with his own hands, his entire appearance had changed—ferocious and sinister, no longer possessing the demeanor of the high-and-mighty head of the Sheng Family from the past.

He knew Sheng Yu wouldn't seal this place for no reason; Sheng Hongwei must have done something to annoy Sheng Yu, and this reason might even make Sheng Yu want Sheng Hongwei's life.

What could it be?

At this critical juncture, for Sheng Yu to mobilize so many people, it could only be one thing!

Sheng Hongyao's eyes turned red with rage, and he drew a gun and pointed it at the Bodyguard, "Let me in!"

He didn't want to ask anything anymore; he just wanted to kill Sheng Hongwei with his own hands.

The sound of a car engine came from behind; the elderly matriarch of the Sheng Family stepped out of the car, and seeing Sheng Hongyao like this, she became anxious and panicked.

"What are you doing! That is your own younger brother in there!"

"I could even kill my own son." Sheng Hongyao shook off his mother's hand with force.

Old Madam Sheng stumbled a step and nearly fell, but fortunately, the butler supported her in time, "Old Madam, are you alright?"

Old Madam Sheng wept bitterly, "No matter what mistakes he has made, he is still your brother. You are both my sons; do you want me to watch you kill each other? Hongyao, let Hongwei go, and I will go beg A Yu."

Sheng Hongyao sneered, "When he was plotting against me, he didn't think about the fact that I am his older brother. Even if Sheng Yu lets him go, I won't."

In the afternoon, the Old Madam of the Sheng Family went to the Shengshi Financial Group in person. To force Sheng Yu to let go, the Old Madam made a huge scene.

She mobilized the media, the police, and medical personnel.

In an instant, everyone in Kyoto City knew that Sheng Yu had placed his own uncle under house arrest and had nearly driven his grandmother to commit suicide.

In the restaurant, Yu Weixiong watched Sheng Yu arrive late, stood up, walked over, and said with concern, "With such a big thing happening, why didn't you tell me? If I hadn't seen the news, I wouldn't have known it had blown up so much."

Sheng Yu pinched his brow with his slender fingers, "The affairs of the Yu Family are enough to keep you busy."

"How can that be the same? Two heads are better than one. Besides, you know my abilities are insufficient; the major decisions of the Yu Family are still made by you. You are the one who is tired, and I want to help you share the burden."

Sheng Yu glanced at Yu Weixiong, who was wearing a black shirt, raised his hand, and patted his arm, "Let's not talk about this for now. I'm hungry, let's eat."

Yu Weixiong sat down with a normal expression and picked up some food for Sheng Yu, "Why exactly did you place Sheng Hongwei under house arrest?"