After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

"I saw it a long time ago, it's all over the news." A middle-aged woman shook her head, her tone full of disappointment. "The Song family used to be so prestigious, I never thought something like this would happen to them now."

"I heard it was Song Yang, the youngest son of the Song family, who exposed this. He's really ruthless, not even sparing his own brother," another young man interjected, his tone tinged with admiration.

"In wealthy families, there's no such thing as family ties; it's all about interests." The middle-aged woman sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness.

While the outside world was abuzz with discussion, the atmosphere inside the Song family's old residence was unusually heavy.

Old Master Song sat in a mahogany chair in his study, a newspaper in his hand, his brow furrowed. The front page headline read: "Song Family's Eldest Son Suspected of Market Manipulation, Song Family's Reputation Plummets!"

His gaze lingered on the newspaper for a long time before finally settling down with a long sigh. The study door was gently pushed open, and Song Yang walked in, his face showing signs of fatigue, but his eyes remained resolute.

"Dad," Song Yang called out softly, his tone respectful.

Grandpa Song raised his head, looking at his youngest son with a complicated expression. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "You did very well this time."

Song Yang was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting his father to say that. He had originally thought his father would reprimand him, or even fly into a rage, after all, he had personally exposed the Song family's scandal to the public.

“I…” Song Yang opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.

Old Master Song waved his hand, interrupting him: "You don't need to explain. I've known all these years that you two brothers have been fighting, but I never expected you to resolve the issue this way."

His tone was tinged with emotion, as if he were recalling something.

Song Yang lowered his head, feeling somewhat conflicted.

He knew that his father had always placed high hopes on his eldest brother, while he himself had always been neglected.

But this time, he chose to stand up, not only for himself, but also for the future of the entire Song family.

“I just feel that some things can’t continue like this.” Song Yang raised his head and looked at his father with a firm gaze. “My eldest brother’s actions have crossed the line. If we don’t stop him, the Song family will be dragged down sooner or later.”

Old Master Song was silent for a moment, then said, "You're right. Over the years, I've turned a blind eye, thinking that you two brothers could handle it yourselves. But now it seems I was wrong."

His tone carried a hint of self-reproach, which surprised Song Yang.

He looked at his father, a pang of sadness in his heart. He knew that his father had always hoped for harmony among the brothers, but reality rarely aligns with those wishes.

"Please don't say that," Song Yang said softly. "I will handle the matter between my elder brother and me."

Grandpa Song nodded, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction: "You've grown up, much more mature than I imagined. You did the right thing this time."

Song Yang felt a warmth in his heart, and his eyes welled up with tears. This was the first time his father had affirmed him so directly.

"Don't worry, I will make the Song family stand up again." Song Yang's voice was firm and powerful.

"There couldn't be a worse situation than this."

"What are you going to do next?"

"The Song family will suffer a setback for a while because of what's to come, but I will also be able to bring the Song family to a new peak because of this cooperation with Gu Mo. It is both a crisis and a challenge."

Looking at the gradually maturing Song Yang in front of him, and thinking about his eldest son who was about to face legal punishment, Old Master Song put his hands behind his back and said, "Brothers' discord is mostly due to the parents' lack of virtue."

"For so many years, I have painstakingly nurtured you and your elder brother, but I never expected that you would both suffer losses."

"What a sin, what a sin!"

Grandpa Song sighed repeatedly, blaming himself or regretting why things had turned out this way.

Hearing his words, Song Yang also felt bad.

"Things have come to this point, and someone has to deal with them."

"Leave this to me."

After saying that, Song Yang left the office, leaving only Old Master Song behind.

What followed had far more than just impacted the eldest son of the Song family. The Song Group's stock price plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

Inside the stock exchange, the constantly flashing and decreasing numbers on the large screen made many investors extremely anxious.

In the company's conference room, senior executives held an emergency meeting. The atmosphere was incredibly tense. Everyone's faces were grim, their eyes filled with anxiety as they discussed countermeasures. The situation was clearly out of control.

That evening, I sat at my desk at home, leaning slightly forward, my eyes fixed on the computer screen, my fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the desktop.

Although we successfully launched a counterattack, I felt no joy of victory at that moment.

The cost of this struggle was too high; it was not just a blow to one person, but more like a storm that swept through the entire family and the business empire associated with it.

"You look preoccupied." Jiang Yichen's voice came from the doorway. He walked in carrying a cup of hot tea and gently placed it on my table.

I looked up and forced a smile: "Jiang Yichen, it's nothing, it just happened so suddenly."

He pulled up a chair and sat opposite me, his gaze gentle yet tinged with worry: "I've noticed you've been looking very tired lately and haven't been getting enough rest. I know what you're worried about, even though the matter has been resolved."

I leaned back in my chair, gently rubbed my temples, and sighed, "Yes, the matter is resolved, but I don't feel any relief at all. This struggle came at too high a price. The Song family, the project, and all those who were implicated... I always feel that we won, but we also lost a lot."

Jiang Yichen was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I understand how you feel. Sometimes you have to make difficult choices. But you need to know that everything you're doing isn't just for yourself, but also to protect more people."

I gave a wry smile and shook my head: "But is this kind of victory really worth it? Song Yang's relationship with his elder brother is completely broken, and the Song family's reputation has plummeted. I always feel that we went too far?"

Jiang Yichen reached out and patted my head, his eyes filled with worry: "Momo, you did nothing wrong. If you don't fight back, the consequences will only be worse. Song Yang chose to stand up because he realized the seriousness of the situation. And you, as his partner, are right to support him."

Looking at him, I felt a little more at ease.

Jiang Yichen's words made sense, but after all, this was the first time I had been accepted in this way, so I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He then said, "Perhaps you are right."

I took a deep breath and raised my voice: "What's done is done, we can only look forward."

Jiang Yichen smiled, his eyes filled with encouragement: "This is the you I know. Don't let the burdens of the past hold you back; the road ahead is long."

"Yes, the road ahead is still long."

The heavy feeling in my heart seemed to have lessened a bit.