Chapter 300: Go to Hell!

Sheng Yu had just pinched out his cigarette when the door to the Chairman's Office was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

Within a corridor cleared by a swarming crowd of Bodyguards, Sheng Hongyao walked to the doorway, leaning on his cane.

His aura of a superior seemed innate, looking down upon everyone in the office.

Including Sheng Yu.

Yuan Fengye was also intimidated by his powerful presence.

But as luck would have it, the words "old shameless" that Sheng Yu had just spoken seemed to echo in his ears.

These three words were enough to strip the Sheng Hongyao standing before them of all his prestige.

Not only that, but they also made one particularly want to laugh.

"Sheng Yu..."

"Pfft!"

Yuan Fengye's laughter actually interrupted Sheng Hongyao's voice.

The tense, hair-trigger atmosphere suddenly veered in another direction.

The scene became bizarre for a moment.

Sheng Yu turned his head slowly to glance at Yuan Fengye, acting as if no one else were present, "Is it that funny?"

Yuan Fengye put on a straight face; how would he dare to joke about it being funny in front of Yu Ge?

Yu Ge had been wronged and suffered, and it was only with great difficulty that he had cleared his name, yet the very culprit behind the whole affair had actually come knocking—this was a quite serious and grave situation.

Sheng Hongyao, burning with rage at being interrupted by Yuan Fengye, sneered, "You think you've won..."

"Ha..." Yuan Fengye covered his mouth tightly.

He could not look at Sheng Hongyao's face, nor could he listen to Sheng Hongyao's voice.

Sheng Yu toyed with a lighter in his hand, his gaze sweeping over him with a faint, deep look.

Yuan Fengye nearly suffocated himself; the moment he finally caught his breath and looked at Sheng Hongyao's face again, he was about to break his composure once more.

But suddenly, with a bang, Sheng Hongyao fired a shot, shattering a screen in the Chairman's Office.

Yuan Fengye's expression turned cold instantly, a grimness inconsistent with his usual image.

"Sheng Yu, it was you who forced me to this step. I offered you a cheap son and you didn't want him, insisting on investigating some truth." Sheng Hongyao gripped the gun, the smell of gunpowder still lingering from the muzzle.

His entire face was twisted and sinister, his white shirt stained with spots of blood.

Clearly, that blood was not his.

Could it be Ning Huaiqing's?

At the thought that Sheng Hongyao could kill Shen Yijing, who had slept by his side for over a decade, without a second thought, he naturally had no feelings for Ning Huaiqing, who had only been with him for a few days.

"Yu Ge," Yuan Fengye whispered in Sheng Yu's ear.

Sheng Yu's expression was indifferent, yet a trace of mockery curled his lips, "An elder brother is like a father—that's how it's used, right?"

He flicked the lid of his lighter lightly and snapped it shut with force.

Click.

He lifted his eyes, his gaze cold and sharp.

"Sheng Hongyao, you haven't known me for just one day. If you want me to be a cheap father to your son, just think about what your end will be."

Sheng Hongyao slowly revealed a bizarre smile, "You think that just because you intercepted most of my men, I have no way to deal with you?"

Sheng Yu pressed his thin lips together, a dangerous light erupting from the depths of his eyes.

Sheng Hongyao suddenly burst into laughter.

As his laughter subsided, the walkie-talkie clipped to Situ's waist suddenly emitted a noisy, chaotic sound.

A tense voice rang out from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Tu Ge, it's bad! Sheng Hongyao's men appeared out of nowhere and are directly on the 42nd floor!"

And the Chairman's Office was on the 43rd floor.

Situ's expression changed.

No sooner had the voice on the other end finished than the number of Sheng Hongyao's men outside the door doubled.

"The company has a secret passage?" Sheng Yu's voice was cold and deep.

Sheng Hongyao walked to the front of the line, leaning on his cane, noncommittal to Sheng Yu's question.

"I know your men suffered countless casualties while capturing Shen Yijing a while ago, and you are constantly at odds with the Pei Family. How can your current forces compare to mine?"

"I didn't want to go this far; it would affect the outside world's opinion of me. My lifelong reputation cannot be destroyed in one go, but you kept pushing me step by step, forcing me to make this choice. Sheng Yu, this is your own doing; you cannot blame anyone else."

Sheng Hongyao waved his hand, and the Bodyguards at the door instantly flooded into the office, surrounding Sheng Yu, Yuan Fengye, and Qi Jing.

Qiao Mai's expression changed drastically, and she hid behind Situ and the others.

One by one, the dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at the center of the encirclement.

"I won't kill you, as long as you sign the resignation papers..."

"Then you might as well kill me." Sheng Yu's slow, leisurely voice seemed out of place in such a tense atmosphere.

His words sounded as if he were on vacation and had casually remarked on the weather.

Sheng Hongyao glared at him, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare?"

"You would dare, and I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't seize it, wasting a chance to kill me for nothing."

"So, is it my turn to show off now?"

Following Sheng Yu's words, a large group of Bodyguards holding submachine guns suddenly poured out from the lounge.

Their numbers instantly overwhelmed Sheng Hongyao's men.

No.

It was impossible for Sheng Yu to still have so many men!

Sheng Hongyao's livid complexion was like cracked earth.

The clash with the Pei Family was a ruse he had concocted!

Because of his rage, Sheng Hongyao's eyes were terrifyingly red, and he gritted his teeth, "You dare play me?"

Sheng Yu chuckled softly.

The clash with the Pei Family was indeed a ruse he had concocted, though the first time had been real, of course.

That time, both he and Pei Ling had been injured.

It had also allowed him to calm down completely.

If he wanted Yuanyuan to have no worries after returning to his side, he had to resolve these troubles first.

Outside the Chairman's Office, where the flames of war were on the verge of breaking out, a frail, aged voice suddenly rang out.

"Hongyao, A Yu! Do not lay hands on each other!"

Sheng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old matriarch of the Sheng Family, who walked in trembling, her eyes bloodshot and her gait unsteady as she was supported by the butler.

His grandmother.

"Mother!" Sheng Hongyao's expression was taut, "Why have you come?"

Suddenly, the old matriarch of the Sheng Family raised her hand and slapped Sheng Hongyao hard!

"You beast!" The old matriarch of the Sheng Family used all her strength in that slap.

Her body swayed, and she stumbled, nearly falling over.

"With such a huge scandal having broken out, you have ruined the entire reputation of the Sheng Family!"

"For the sake of this position, you would actually disregard the Sheng Family itself!"

Sheng Hongyao's eyes were so red they seemed to be dripping blood; there was not a shred of reason in his gaze, like a beast blinded by bloodlust, filled only with endless killing intent.

"Why should I let the child born to Yu Lan snatch everything of mine away!"

Sheng Hongyao hated it so much!

He had lived half his life in the shadow of Yu Lan.

Everyone said he had only secured that position back then by relying on a woman.

"Everything I have was earned by my own ability, and it has nothing to do with Yu Lan! You all say I only reached this step by relying on Yu Lan; I want to make you open your eyes wide and see that all of this belonged to me from the start—Yu Lan is not worthy, and neither is Sheng Yu!"

Seeing this, the old matriarch of the Sheng Family knew she could not persuade him; she turned around, looked at Sheng Yu with a sorrowful and pained expression, and walked forward.

"A Yu, listen to Grandmother..."

Sheng Yu glanced at her indifferently.

He made a gesture.

Situ stepped forward quickly, reached out to grab the butler's wrist, and with a deft squeeze, the butler loosened his grip in pain.

Situ supported the old matriarch of the Sheng Family with one hand and pulled a square handkerchief from his pocket with the other.

"Old Matriarch, my apologies."

Having said that, he stuffed the handkerchief directly into the old matriarch's mouth!

"Mmph... mmph..." The old matriarch of the Sheng Family could not break free even a little, despite using all her strength.

She was burning with anxiety, knowing that if she did not stop them, at least one of the two—father or son—would die today.

Just as she looked at Sheng Yu, her eyes filled with pleading, she suddenly noticed that everyone else in the office was looking toward the doorway with varying degrees of shock on their faces.

She heard a woman's broken, hysterical voice, "Go to hell!"

With a bang, the old matriarch of the Sheng Family turned her head to see a bullet strike Sheng Hongyao in the back.