Me at two years old, a queen!

"Bah~"

An'an, who had been watching cartoons on her phone at some point, was now so sleepy that she was practically falling asleep in the man's arms. Her phone was about to drop when Lu Junxing deftly caught it.

Originally, he was willing to listen to their rambling for a while, out of consideration for Zhao Jingtang's shares in Zhao's Entertainment and the Zhao family's agreement.

Lu Junxing grabbed his coat, wrapped it around the troublemaker, and stood up without hesitation. He looked at Zhao Yuantang, who was slumped on the ground in a fit of rage, and said disdainfully, "Idiot!"

An'an groggily opened her eyes and saw Uncle Zhao angrily punch the man on the ground. She rubbed her eyes, wanting to watch the show a little longer, but then everything went black.

The man pulled his coat up to cover her head, patted her back, and let her snuggle in his arms to continue sleeping: "It's okay~, go to sleep!"

Just as An'an was about to fall back asleep, she heard a sound: "Daddy~, is someone there?"

Lu Junxing gently pressed the person's head, which he had just lifted, into his arms. Zhao Jingtang stepped forward and opened the door of the tin shack, revealing a narrow, triangular space completely dark.

The room was completely stuffy, and a strong, acrid stench assaulted their nostrils. Even Zhao Jingtang, who had witnessed countless bloody scenes, was brought to tears by the stench.

An'an gagged a few times, then the man gently covered her nose with a handkerchief, and she buried her head in his large coat.

Zhao Jingtang had set up a bed about a meter wide on the muddy ground. Lying on the bed was a man with disheveled hair and wrapped in a tattered rag. Several dirty basins were placed under the bed.

He guessed who this person was, but to his surprise, the man in front of him was even dirtier and more disheveled than a beggar under a bridge, showing no signs of having been carefully cared for.

The people inside probably hadn't expected several strangers to enter. After a slight surprise, they rudely shouted, "Is someone going to die? What are you looking at!"

"Where's that wretched woman! Where the hell has she gone? Where's she off gallivanting with her lover? Can't you see I'm hungry?"

"You'll die if you don't find a man for a day, right? As long as I don't get a divorce, you'll have to serve me well until you die!"

"Where's Shen Yi? If he doesn't come soon, I'm going to wet the bed!"

Zhao Jingtang slammed the sheet metal shut and gave the man, who was still slumped on the ground, a mocking smile: "I never thought that the dignified CEO of the Zhao family would one day be doing this kind of menial work!"

"No, Jing... Jing Tang, I usually do these things. This is my job. Brother Yuan Tang can't do these things~"

“I’m already very grateful that Brother Yuantang is willing to come and keep me company. How could I let him do any work? How could I let him serve that man?”

Even though she spoke of tears falling like rain, no one paid any attention to her, as if she were unimportant to them. Even Zhao Yuantang had no interest in comforting her at that moment.

Zhao Jingtang, who had been silently providing light for the father and daughter along the way, remained silent with his head down, lost in thought.

Zhao Jingtang lay on the bed in the farmhouse, looking at the bright moon outside the window, his heart filled with shock, disappointment, pain, and regret. He had never imagined that his elder brother, whom everyone in the family regarded as a source of pride and a role model, had unknowingly brought him so much pressure over the years.

Although Zhao's parents were busy, they still carefully taught them, instilling in them the responsibility and love for their family as men. Even the eldest brother, Zhao Yuantang, always showed great care for his younger brother.

He treated his wife, Jiang Jiu, with utmost respect. Sometimes, when he was on leave at home, he would see his elder brother taking a walk with his sister-in-law and nephew after get off work, carrying his nephew, Zhao Yu'an, on a horseback ride like a normal father and son.

Thinking back on everything, he couldn't imagine that the team leader would suppress his true nature like this, playing the role of a gentle and kind-hearted CEO Zhao, caring for his subordinates, and a loving husband and father.

How could someone who had been groomed from childhood to succeed the Zhao family's entertainment empire, and who had spent over a decade navigating the complex and unpredictable world of business, not see through the scheming and cunning of that woman named Wan Yin?

He guessed that perhaps it was just a way to escape the oppressive life he had lived in the Zhao family for years, a pretext for self-indulgence. In the end, he still thought too highly of him.

He now feels not only disappointment in his elder brother, but also regret for neglecting his family all along, and guilt towards his deceased sister-in-law, for it was the Zhao family that had wronged her.

He made his older brother shoulder all the responsibilities of the family, never thinking of sharing the burden. He had been living such a repressed and painful life, yet he was completely unaware of it.

If he were willing to share the burden, would his elder brother Zhao Yuantang still be the same gentle and kind-hearted family man, and would they still be the same as before?

However, none of this can absolve Zhao Yuantang of responsibility for his actions. He will take good care of his young nephew and investigate whether his sister-in-law's death was related to them.

He thought to himself, "I will investigate and give my deceased sister-in-law justice! I will also make those despicable people pay the price they deserve!"

The next morning, as Lu Junxing watched the man bidding farewell to the old man and the others, he simply reminded him, "Brother Shen!"

"??"

"A gambler's heart is never satisfied. If your elder brother Zhao Yuantang hadn't embezzled public funds, he would only have the five million he obtained by colluding with the kidnappers and staging the whole thing!"

The villagers hadn't seen Brother Shen for over half a year. If they were just giving money to a gambler to get rid of him, he would definitely come back for more money once he ran out. And Zhao Yuantang, being a businessman, couldn't possibly be without money on hand.

In other words, without Zhao's Entertainment to back him up right now, and certainly not the kind of money he could throw at a gambling addict, he needs to keep enough money on hand to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

"I know, I will investigate carefully. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days!"

"The money and goods are settled. I hope Mr. Zhao won't forget what he promised!"

After the excitement subsided, the group decided to pack up and head back to the courtyard, just like they had come, enjoying themselves along the way, except Zhao Jingtang was missing.

Her brother gets carsick, and her aunt was busy taking care of him. This time, Zhao Jingtang wasn't sitting in the front talking to her, so she chattered away, pestering Lu Junxing in the driver's seat.

Lu Junxing found that after responding to her once, he was met with a barrage of questions, one after another, and he became too lazy to reply. Finally, after receiving no response, she fell asleep out of boredom.