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After hearing Song Shiwei's inner thoughts, Xiao Rong nearly failed to hold back a smile and quickly called everyone over. "Come on, everyone, let's take a photo. We'll post it on our bureau's official website later."

Song Shiwei: ?

[Let's not. I have social anxiety. Can Jiang Ye take my place in the photo? He's a celebrity anyway. If he comes out ugly, so be it.]

Jiang Ye: ?

She called this social anxiety? She was even more of a social butterfly than the social butterflies. She ought to be called a social super-butterfly. And he wasn't ugly at all!

In the end, under Xiao Rong's insistent demands, Song Shiwei was herded like a duck onto a perch and made to stand in the middle of the group for a photo. Jiang Ye didn't escape either. He was stuffed into the farthest corner for a picture.

President Wang's son finally arrived at the Jiang Family estate under the butler's escort. He followed timidly behind the butler, his figure thin, wearing something black, his hair cropped short. Autumn had already arrived, but he was still wearing a pair of thin skate shoes.

Those round almond-shaped eyes were exactly like his wife's. President Wang immediately lost his composure and swept his son into his arms. "My son!!"

His voice was so loud that everyone's expression twisted grotesquely. Song Shiwei, in particular, let out a loud internal beep.

[President Wang, we know you're happy to have found your biological son, but could you spare a thought for whether we live or die? We living, breathing people seriously want to stay alive.]

Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, and the police officers standing nearby all nodded in agreement.

Only then did President Wang come back to his senses. He furtively wiped the tears off his face and pulled the boy beside him closer. "Son, this is your big sister Yuwei. Hurry up, kneel and kowtow to her. She practically counts as your second mother."

Song Shiwei: [No, President Wang, let's not go around calling people Mom. How could I have given birth to a son this old? I'll politely decline, thanks.]

The boy beside him bowed respectfully to Song Shiwei. "Thank you, big sister."

With that sincere attitude, he really was a model student. Seeing the father and son reunited, the Jiang Family felt deeply relieved too.

President Wang hadn't had it easy either. At his age, he had nearly gotten himself killed before finally finding his son.

The moment he saw President Wang's biological son, Wang Xiaohu immediately erupted. "Zhou Ningzhi, how did you get out? Didn't my mom beat you to death? You're just a thief! I'm the real young master of the Wang Family!"

Song Shiwei rolled her eyes. [Great, another one's gone crazy. With that thug logic, I seriously suspect he used to be a thug too.]

A sudden chill ran down Wang Xiaohu's back. Under the police officers' scrutinizing gazes, he said in pants-wetting terror, "Officers, I've never been a thug, I swear! I've only been a small-time hoodlum."

The police: ???

Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, and Jiang Ye were all reduced to laughter. Was there much difference between a small-time hoodlum and a thug?

Song Shiwei clicked her tongue softly a few times. [Congratulations, you get to eat prison food with your older brother. And there's your human-trafficker mom and murderer dad too. Wow, the whole family, all together.]

The police officers nodded solemnly. Exactly. The whole family, all together, not a single one left out. Such family affection could move heaven and earth.

That evening, the Yanjing Public Security Bureau posted a thank-you photo on its social media platform. [We thank Ms. Song Shiwei for her courageous actions in helping the Yanjing Police Bureau crack a major drug case and a human-trafficking case. All four members of one family committed major crimes and have now been apprehended, every last one.]

Immediately afterward, another news story shot straight onto the trending searches. #President of designer brand LY Haute Couture boldly announces he is coming out and declares he will divorce his wife.#

In the interview, Li Yongyan tearfully accused his wife of mistreating him over the years. He even released a series of chat screenshots showing Zhang Leyao's abuse and verbal insults, which had caused his sexual orientation to change. After careful consideration, he had decided to boldly come out and pursue true love.

For a time, an enormous uproar swept across the internet. Netizens hoisted their keyboards and charged into battle within minutes. A large crowd of haters and paid trolls gathered under Zhang Leyao's own Weibo posts, hurling verbal abuse and insults at her.

Within just an hour, the share prices of the businesses Li Yongyan jointly operated with Zhang Leyao plummeted as if their lives depended on it. The entire Li Group, and even Zhang Leyao's LY Haute Couture, were awash in green.

Looking at that sea of green, Song Shiwei munched away at the gossip in her head again. [Good grief, the male lead's move is vicious. He egged Li Yongyan on to come out, then bought like crazy while the share prices fell. Seriously, slaughtering the donkey once it's turned the mill, pulling the firewood out from under the cauldron. What a venomous business war.]

[Sister Leyao! You have to hold steady! I have money. I'll save you. Whatever you do, don't sell your shares!]

In this idiotic world, the male and female leads were all lawbreakers. She hadn't expected Song Yurou's destined male lead to actually have something going for him, coming up with such a vicious business tactic.

Song Shiwei screamed in her room while everyone in the Jiang Family sat in the living room sporting huge dark circles under their eyes. They really hadn't expected Song Shiwei's voice to come with round-the-clock, endless surround sound.

They had only wanted to enjoy some gossip. What normal person still wasn't asleep at midnight?

Jiang Ye, on the other hand, was wide awake. After all, he was the sort who wouldn't sleep while the moon was still up, so he could really relate to Song Shiwei going crazy in the middle of the night.

After all, young people these days specialized in staying up the latest with the weakest bodies. Father Jiang and Mother Jiang were truly suffering. They could only force themselves to follow along with Song Shiwei, checking the state of the battle at Leyao's company at any moment.

Leyao seemed to have really buckled under the pressure and sold off quite a lot of stock. An unknown buyer purchased all those shares. Even Father Jiang couldn't help shaking his head. What a pity that those shares had all been sold at such low prices.

Mother Jiang also found herself worrying about Zhang Leyao. Her husband had completely fallen out with her, and she, a lone, vulnerable woman, had sold off so many shares. She probably really wouldn't be able to weather this crisis. Next would likely come an announcement that the company was bankrupt...

"Jiang, why don't we help Leyao?" Mother Jiang asked, her face full of worry.